A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

"We meet again, Cynthia!"

The magnetic voice, with a bit of evil, pierced the silence.

The man's blue eyes were shining brightly in the night.

His eyes didn't hide his desire, they fixed on her beautiful face, seeming to be probing, but also focused.

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at the same time.

In the living room of the Ye family villa, there was a loud noise.

Under the expensive crystal lamp.

Ye Tengda's face was almost the color of a pig's liver.

But the mahogany coffee table in front of him turned over completely and fell to the ground.Even the books on the coffee table, the teacups... were all scattered on the carpet.

a mess.

"roll--"

With a roar, Ye Tengda glared at Shang Haotian, and pointed at the door: "You are useless, my Ye family doesn't need a son-in-law like you!"

"dad!"

Ye Jiaojiao, who was pale, rushed over and hugged Ye Tengda's leg.

Strong crying, mixed with too much emotion.

It seems painful, it seems unwilling...

"Go away! If you dare to intercede with him today, I will break your leg!"

Ye Tengda, who was furious, broke free and kicked Ye Jiaojiao away.In a blink of an eye, he rushed towards Shang Haotian with big strides, raised his hand and slapped him across the face——

"What do you think my Ye family is, and what is my Ye family's daughter, a plaything! One moment, one moment, you are the one who wants to change the Jiaojiao marriage, and now you are the one who wants to change back! You...you ...Shang Haotian, what do you think you are? If it weren't for the face of the old man, do you think I would marry Jiaojiao to you with your little ability?"

After the words fell, he snorted heavily and shouted angrily: "No, self, measure, strength!"

Then, another slap.

But this time—

Ye Jiaojiao, who was still soft and weak just now, got up from the ground in almost seconds, rushed over like a superwoman, and blocked Shang Haotian!

The crisp and cruel slaps resounded throughout the hall.

For a while, there was no sound.

Everyone was dumbfounded and looked over in astonishment.

On Ye Jiao's tender and tender cheeks, five bright red finger prints were punched out, dripping blood.

"Jiaojiao!"

With a cry of surprise, Liu Mengru grabbed her husband's hand and looked at her daughter's swollen right cheek, almost fainting from anxiety.

As soon as she turned her face away, she questioned her husband: "Lao Ye, how could you hit Jiaojiao! It's not her fault!"

"She pounced on herself..."

Ye Tengda, who was wronged, looked at his daughter distressedly, and sat back a little dejectedly.

But the majesty on his face remained the same, and he stared at Shang Haotian, as if he had spit poison!

Perfunctory Liu Mengru who cared about her, Ye Jiaojiao glanced at Shang Haotian without leaving a trace, rolled her eyes, and made up her mind in her heart, she must catch this man!

And this is a great opportunity.

"Don't blame Dad, it's me..."

Hesitant to speak, Ye Jiaojiao fluttered her slender eyelashes, knelt close to Ye Tengda, and called out, "Dad" in a coquettish voice.

Then, she threw herself into his arms.

Crying, with a strong nasal voice: "Dad, if you hit and scold, forgive Haotian, okay? He's just a little confused and hasn't figured it out. Give him some time to adjust... He, in fact, can't completely blame him, it's all Ye Jinghan's fault! Ruoguo, she didn't show up at my wedding, if she didn't say those things in front of the media..."

Ye Jiaojiao, who couldn't cry, glanced at Shang Haotian, fell down on her father's lap and began to cry.

The pitiful appearance, the low hoarse and trembling weeping, made people feel distressed.