Flash Marriage Game: The First Lady of the Wealthy

Ye Fan's figure froze for a moment, then smiled lightly, "Let him go, and treat it as repaying what I owe him."

Uncle Cao didn't want to say anything else, he had finished what he needed to say, and Ye Fan gave him a lot of new tasks, so he left after finishing talking.

"Su Mochen..."

Ye Fan closed his eyes. For him, his biggest opponents were Su Mochen and Mu Tianling.

He couldn't be cruel to Su Mochen. Back then, he had promised that person. . .

This is a promise he will keep throughout his life.

Although Mu Tianling is also a rival, the two businesses run their own businesses, and on the surface it is a fair competition, and they have lived in peace for several years.

A framed photo sits on a black desk.

The photos are a bit old and look a little yellowed.

In the photo, a girl with a cute smile is making the most rustic V sign, and holding a handsome little boy with the other hand.

The little girl is wearing a beautiful princess dress, with curly hair in the shawl, as cute as a doll.

The little boy was only wearing an old yellowed shirt and a pair of shorts with a hole underneath. He was grinning slightly with very white teeth.

Ye Fan held the photo frame in his hand and looked at it for a while, his eyes softened, and his fingers lightly brushed the little girl's cute face.

This is something he has to do every day, looking at old photos.

He will never forget that in his most difficult and desolate time, there was such a lovely little girl who appeared in his life like an angel, illuminating his originally gloomy life and allowing him to see the future hope.

It is also because of the promise before leaving that he has been working hard and has suffered many setbacks. As long as he thinks of that promise, he will encourage himself to work hard, step by step, walk carefully, and walk extremely hard, and finally come to today.

Probably, she has long forgotten all this.

For her, he was just an insignificant passer-by in her life.

After resting for another day, Tong Caiwei got up very early the next morning. She thought that there would be no special car to pick her up in the future. If she didn't get up early to squeeze the bus, she might be late again.

Going downstairs, I saw a familiar Rolls Royce parked at the door.

"Miss Tong."

With the window rolled down, Uncle Cao greeted her politely, "Miss Tong, please get in the car."

"Uncle Cao!"

Tong Caiwei walked over slowly, rubbed her eyes, it was Uncle Cao who was right, how could he. . .

"It's me, Miss Tong, Mr. Ye asked me to pick you up to school."

She froze for a moment, shook her head and waved her hands, "No need, why bother him anymore, I still..."

"Sister, what are you talking about? If I tell you to get on the bus, get on the bus quickly. If you don't have such a good car, you still want to take the bus."

The window at the back was rolled down, revealing Tong Mengqi's impatient little face.

"Miss Tong, just get on the bus. There is a lot of traffic today. If you squeeze the bus, I'm afraid Miss Tong will be late."

With Uncle Cao's warm invitation and Tong Mengqi's impatient urging, she had no choice but to get in the car.

"Meng Qi, it's rare for you to go to school so early."

Tong Mengqi slanted lazily, and yawned twice in succession, "What's so strange, I promise you to be a good student, but I can't?"

Tong Caiwei smiled helplessly, "That's not what I mean. If you start this early every day in the future, I won't be too happy."