Prestigious Family Marriage: Uncle vs Young Wife

"There is a document here." Jingboyuan faintly returned, and his eyes fell on Ye Yinxin, deep and calm.

The girl was wearing a military green coat, a white fluffy coat of collars and cuffs, a small furry little one, a low-browed standing quietly, a sly kitten.

Jing Boyuan looked at Zhang Wei with a blink of an eye.

Zhang Wei immediately read the inquiries in his eyes and said, "I was busy taking maternity leave in the past few days. I am too busy to go to the housekeeping company. I went to the housekeeping company to find a temporary worker to help me. I mentioned it to Mr. Jing, and it’s the Miss Jiazheng company that sent me.”

Jingbo Yuan nodded.

The man is wearing a dark gray coat, and the button is rigorously tied to the first one, and the figure is tall and tall, and the style is arrogant and arrogant.

The leaves fell a little on his head, and the men's black moccasins in the line of sight were clean and bright, and the pants were crisp and spotless.

“Now go back to school?” The voice of the man is steady and magnetic.

Ye Yinxin shook his head and returned: "I have to make up the lessons for the students." After the meeting, he added: "He also lives in Nanshan Villa."

"When is the end?" The man asked her.

Ye Qingxin looked up and looked at Bo Yuan, and his heart vaguely guessed the meaning of what he asked. He thought of Dou Weier, and the fingers of the leaves squeezing in the furry sleeves were tight and did not return.

“Uncertain?” Jingboyuan is close to two steps. The man’s body smells like smoke, faint, not bad, not annoying.

Ye plunged his eyes and unconsciously stepped back and nodded.

"Xiao Ho, go to the garage and drive out the car, send Miss Ye to her student, and wait for her to finish the class and then send her back to school."

I have been hesitant to stand still behind Jingbo Yuan’s body: "Mr. Jing Jing, you..."

"Do as I said." Unquestionable command tone.

Why did he nod his head: "Yes." Then go to the garage to pick up the car.

Ye Yixin also felt uncomfortable, and refused: "Without Jing, I can go back."

Jing Boyuan glanced at her deeply. "How come back? Go back?"

Ye Qingxin: "..."

That time, the leg of the class went down the mountain and was almost hit by his car. He still remembers.

"You work in my villa in the afternoon. If something goes wrong on the way back in the evening, the police will doubt me. I don't like trouble."

After that, he lifted his foot and walked over from Ye’s heart and walked into the villa door.

A shallow breeze was blown by her side, and there was a gentle and elegant atmosphere on the man.

Ye Qingxin still stood quietly.

She did not notice that her own light was dark.

It turned out that Jingboyuan sent people to her, but she was afraid that she would cause trouble for him.

After a while, why did he drive a black Cayenne out, he got off the bus and opened the back door for Ye, and respectfully said: "Miss Ye, please get on the bus."

When I arrived at the door of Hongsiyu, Ye Yinxin said to him: "Mr. He, I can go back by myself, you have to be busy in advance."

Why is there no expression on the face: "I only follow Mr. Jing's instructions."

Ye Qingxin: "..."

Hong Siyu saw the leaves from the upstairs and flew down happily. The 13-year-old boy was full of innocence and youthfulness, and the sunshine was warm and warm. "Ye sister, you are coming."

When Ye Xinxin saw him, he thought of Ye Qingguo.

If it wasn’t for the illness that he hadn’t had time to heal, he should now be like a young boy in front of him, and grow into a handsome boy with a handsome sun.

The smile on my face really cut a few points. Ye’s heart touched the short hair of Hong Siyu. “Did you listen to the teacher seriously today?”

"Yes, sister Ye, the math problem that you told me last time, I got a similar question yesterday. I answered the solution you taught me. The teacher praised me today in front of the whole class. Say that my problem solving method is simple and clever."

Ye looked at his small smug look and said: "This shows that you have learned well, but you can't be complacent."

Hong Siyu deliberately said: "Well."

Mrs. Hong looked at the two people who went upstairs, and she always showed a happy smile on her face.

Hong Siyu's previous study has been in the downstream, not stupid, that is, the mind is not learning, but since the leaves of the heart to ask him to tutor, his study has leaped forward.

She is happy to be a mother.

"Mrs. I just saw a luxury car that sent her over. The car hasn't gone yet. I sneaked it down. It seems to be the car that Jingjia is a maverick. I have seen it a few times... ..." The maid came over and said mysteriously in Mrs. Hong’s ear.

Mrs. Hong’s delicate and beautiful eyebrows moved slightly, “Bowei?”

The reason why Jingboyuan is a maverick is because Jingjia is a military and political family. The people of Jingjia are not from the army, but from politics, but only Jingboyuan is a business, is it not different?

After listening to Mrs. Hong’s question, the servant said back, “No, that is the big boss. The top is a beautiful college student. You are talking about the relationship...”

It goes without saying that I understand that people understand.

The servant looked at Mrs. Hong’s face and saw that she had no expression. Then she said, “The young teacher of the young master, I have always looked uncomfortable, looks so beautiful, looks like a hook, the young master did not love Learning, now suddenly I am working hard, I see your wife, you better have a dike, such a woman does not teach the bad master..."

Mrs. Hong frowned and blinked and swept her eyes on the maid. "Let's talk less, do more things, don't let others say that my Hong family has no rules."

The cold tone, the servant was shaking, and he bowed his head and admit his mistake: "Sorry, my wife."

"Go and cut some fruit to my room." Mrs. Hong did not say anything, told the maid to do things.

"Yes." The maid was busy and went into the kitchen.

Mrs. Hong went upstairs and saw the Cayenne under the light of the villa door from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bedroom. Why did she stand by the door and smoke?

Mrs. Hong’s eyes were slightly stunned.

It is indeed the person around the boss of Bowei.

Although Hong’s family is big, it is far worse than the Bowei Group. Her husband always wanted to find opportunities to cooperate with Powerway, throwing olive branches several times, but Bowei has never responded.

If this leaf is really related to Jingboyuan, then... this may be an opportunity.

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