rich husband's young wife

Bai Jia was lying on the desk, stretching out her hand to shake the tumbler doll in front of her. i^

There was a large notebook under her chin, and the spread pages were not only filled with dense words, but also drew a carefully colored eye with a colored pen.

The colors of green and gray are floating with her deep miss.

"Hey, Teng Ye, what are you doing? Are you guarding them in the hospital, or are you sleeping in the house? Do you have the same as me, do you miss you?" Bai Jia muttered to herself, pointing fingers He poked the tumbler's face.

She missed him very much, but he couldn't tell him.

As soon as grandpa came home, the old man took away her mobile phone and the notebook he had memorized, and made her cut off all possible contact with him with all his heart.

Bai Jia knew that the old man loved her dearly, but she still couldn't bear to see the phone being taken away.

After enduring it for a day, she was like a pug, lying on the old man's desk while he was scribbling, hoping to exchange her cell phone with begging eyes, but what she got back was the old man's unceremonious words: " Tolerate!"

Renrenren, she wants to too?But her mind is full of images of his eyes, his face, and the wound on his arm, how can she bear it?

She would wonder if he would have conflicts with the third lady again after he went back, would wonder if Kate continued to hug and cry him, wondered whether the injury on his arm was serious, and wondered how long it would take for him to deal with it Get rid of this sudden trouble, take yourself home from the barrier of grandpa's warmth.

Hey, no matter how good grandpa is, he can't replace her husband...

She sighed, looked sadly at the pillow that she used as her husband's hug on the bed, grabbed the pen resentfully, and continued to record her miss of him in the notebook.

Writing and writing, drawing and drawing, one character after another poured out her heart, but what she got in return was not the tranquility of release, but even more terrible miss.

"No, if this goes on like this, isn't it going to die..." She finally couldn't take it anymore and dropped the pen, closed the notebook, and irritatedly rouged all her hair, but suddenly there was a soft and low voice behind her : "What is dying?"

Bai Jia immediately jumped forward in fright as if he had been pricked by a needle. The tumbler on the table immediately turned into a rolling roll under the shaking, and rolled to the side with a grunt, and fell to the ground.

"Ah!" Bai Jia squinted in surprise and waited for the sound of cracking, but what was waiting was a chuckle and a beautiful face in front of her.

"You, why are you here?" Bai Jia was very surprised. The old man's mansion was also heavily guarded, but Teng Ye appeared in front of her without a sound. Is he too powerful, or the old man's security is too low?

Teng Ye smiled and put the tumbler he had caught back on the table, and then looked at her: "How can I do it if I don't come? My wife said that if she has no conscience, she has no conscience. If she doesn't care about me, I have to ask." Ask my wife, how can she be so cruel not to answer my phone calls or text messages!"

Bai Jia pouted when she heard the words: "Maybe it's not your wife who is cruel, but she can't do anything about it!"

"Oh?" Teng Ye reached out and tapped Bai Jia's nose: "How do you say it?"

"The phone is not with me, it was taken away by my grandpa. i^" Bai Jia reached out to catch his finger, to prevent him from bullying her nose.

"Ah?" The smile on Teng Ye's face froze, as if he was a little embarrassed.

Bai Jia blinked: "What's the matter?" Then she blushed: "Could it be that you sent me a... text message?"

Teng Ye smiled resentfully, retracted his hand and touched his nose: "It's nothing."

He didn't want to tell Bai Jia that when he couldn't sleep at night, he sent her a very straightforward Rela text message...

"Well, what did you just say that you were going to die?" He quickly changed the subject, and stretched out his hand to pull Bai Jia's chicken cooped hair into obedience.

"It's nothing." Bai Jia twisted her mouth: "Are you here just to ask for a phone number?"

Teng Ye chuckled, and pinched her face with the hand touching her hair, and then squeezed it lightly: "No, I came to tell you that I miss you!" He said, pinching her face, bowing his head To Han her lips.

The tide of missing collided and burst out at this moment, Bai Jia raised her hand and wrapped it around his neck, kissed him and tasted the smell of tobacco on the tip of his tongue, and said vaguely: "I miss you too!"

"I think you can't sleep at night, how about you?" He rolled her tongue and spoke in short breaths.

"I, I think what you think, what you think, um, you are all on my mind!" The hot kiss had already blanked Bai Jia's mind, and now his eyes and heart are all on him...

"Wife!" Teng Ye called her softly, lifted her away from the desk, and rolled her onto the bed. Immediately, the hot yuwang under him pressed against Bai Jia's sichu through the fabric.

"Hmm..." Bai Jia called out softly, and Teng Ye quickly covered her mouth with his hand: "Keep your voice down, your grandpa isn't asleep yet!"

Bai Jia blinked her eyes to show she understood, and then said softly: "How do you know?"

"I want to find you, I have to look for you from room to room, but I saw him in the study next door, rummaging through the cabinet with a magnifying glass to find things!" Teng Ye said and kissed Bai Jia's neck: "Your grandfather really Spirit, don't sleep most of the night!"

Bai Jia smiled and reached out to unbutton his clothes while saying: "The old man sleeps less, sleeps later than me every day, and I haven't woken up in the morning, and the old man is doing Tai Chi in the yard! Hey, take it easy , it hurts people so much!"

"I'm in a hurry, I think you're going crazy these two days!" Teng Ye said as he supported himself with one hand and untied his belt with the other. He picked up Bai Jia's clothes, and just pushed them to her neck to take them off, but he froze all of a sudden, and then said something bad with his face changed, he tore off Bai Jia's clothes with one hand, and grabbed the clothes beside him with the other. Clothes just want to run away.

"What's wrong?" Bai Jia felt something was wrong and immediately sat up and asked.

Teng Ye pointed to the outside: "Someone is coming, it should be your grandfather!" As he spoke, he grabbed his trousers and wanted to put them on. How dare Bai Jia let him appear in the room and be bumped by the old man, so he pointed to the wardrobe in the corner: " Hide! There's a wardrobe over there!"

Teng Ye stared: "You told me to hide? Or the closet?"

"Yes! Come on!"

"But I'm you..."

"Do you want to pick me up? If you want to, don't make my grandpa angry, hurry up!" Bai Jia said quickly and pushed him, so Teng Ye grabbed his trousers and hopped twice, only to crawl into the closet.

Bai Jia hurriedly closed the closet door when there was a knock on her door: "Bai Jia, I'm coming in!"

"Ah, oh, wait a minute!" Bai Jia saw that there was Teng Ye's shirt on the bed, and hurriedly grabbed the clothes and stuffed them under the bed, then glanced to confirm that there was no stuff in the room. He stretched out his hand and pulled his clothes and said, "Okay, grandpa!"

The door was opened, and Mr. Dong walked in with the photo album in his hands excitedly: "Jiajia, come and see, I found something good!"

Bai Jia approached with a smile: "Is it a photo album?"

"Yes, but here are all the photos of your mother when she was a child!" Mr. Dong said, pulling Bai Jia towards the desk.Then he carefully took out the photo like a treasure and said how old it is and where it was taken.

The old man had a kind expression on his face, and he babbled affectionately. Although Bai Jia was concerned about someone hidden in the closet, she couldn't bear to interrupt the old man's memories, not to mention those were pictures of her mother. Looking at those pictures, Listening to the old man's narration, unconsciously, even she melted into it.

Imagining the appearance of her mother holding a bow and arrow, imagining her standing on the podium in high spirits, her thoughts even drifted a little far away.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound from the closet, and Bai Jia regained consciousness, but the old man was still excitedly recalling the past.

Bai Jia glanced at the closet worriedly, and yawned twice, pretending to be sleepy.

But the old man was too interested and completely ignored it. Bai Jia had no choice but to let out a very exaggerated yawn, which made him stretch his waist: "Ah...Grandpa, it's late and I'm sleepy, why don't we understand?" Say it again!"

After hearing the words, Mr. Dong realized that his precious granddaughter was sleepy. He said yes with a smile, and put the photos in the album. After a glance, he saw the closed notebook, and suddenly said something in his heart: "Son, are you complaining about grandpa for not letting you go back?"

Bai Jia was taken aback when she heard the words and quickly shook her head: "No, Grandpa loves me for my own good."

Hearing Bai Jia's words, Mr. Dong sighed comfortably: "Hey, it's good that you know!" He glanced at Bai Jia, stopped cleaning up, and sat there looking at Bai Jia: "Son, grandpa has been thinking about this for two days, so let's just say it today!"

Seeing the seriousness of the old man, Bai Jia dared to pretend to be sleepy?Immediately also sat down quickly: "Grandpa, tell me!"

"Before I didn't know that you were my granddaughter. I liked you very much and loved you, but in the end it was not for the sake of this relative. In comparison, I valued Teng Ye more. First, He is indeed smart and capable, and with his invisible ability, he has created his own business kingdom, not only controlling City A, but even many provinces and cities in the country are actually dependent on him."

Bai Jia glanced at the wardrobe: "You praised him like a genius."

"Haha, he is a genius, that's a fact. Our Dong family relies on nearly a thousand years of family business inheritance, connections, and financial resources, all of which are accumulated from generation to generation. But he, a young boy, can start from scratch, no matter what he borrows behind his back. No matter what power he relies on, he can't cover up his starlight." Mr. Dong smiled at her as he said, "He is well-deservedly powerful, and I admire him for that."

Bai Jia smiled and nodded: "If he knows that you see him like this, grandpa, he will be very happy."

Elder Dong laughed, and waved his hands with a smile: "No way, besides being a person I admire, he is also a person who worries me."

The old man changed his subject, and his expression became more serious: "This is also the second point I want to say."

"Remember the bracelet he sent you when you and he first came to my place?"

"Remember, it seems to be my mother's bracelet."

"Yes, but at the beginning, I entrusted Ellen not to him, but to Ellen." Mr. Dong said with a sigh: "That bracelet is a family heirloom. After your mother's accident, I sent someone to go to Hong Kong to buy it." I was packing up my things, but this bracelet was lost. After seeing Teng Ye and Ellen from the Hao family getting close, I asked Ellen to help me find this bracelet at the Hao family, but unexpectedly, something happened to Ellen."

Bai Jia lowered her head when she heard the words.

"In the years that followed, Teng Ye helped me find this bracelet for her, so I also knew something about him, so I understand that it is not easy for him to fall in love with someone, or it is difficult, so when you and When he was in love, I hoped that you were together, more out of consideration for Teng Ye. But now it's different..." Mr. Dong looked at Bai Jia: "When I knew you were my dear granddaughter, I, I kind of regret marrying you to him!"