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

This private room is in an antique style.

Whether it is carved wooden windows, antique racks, round tables and round chairs, or the set of furniture placed on the round table, they all show an antique flavor.

But the LCD TV embedded in the wall opposite to where Bao Jinghan was sitting destroyed the ancient charm of the whole room.

Use its sudden sense of disobedience to destroy the harmony of the whole room.

But what Bao Jinghan cared about was not the TV, but the content on the TV.

Inside the picture, close seems to be forbidden.

There is only one corridor.

When Bao Jinghan saw the figure standing in the corridor, he immediately understood that it was a monitoring monitor, monitoring the corridor outside the door!

Freshly boiled water was burning on the small earthenware stove next to the tea set stand.

There was a gurgling sound.

Jia He was holding the earthenware pot, and concentrated on fiddling with the tea. After washing the tea, he first handed her a smelling cup, and then passed another one to Rong Jiahe.

Then he narrowed his eyes and continued the topic just now: "It's not Uncle Jia who helped your dad! You girl is really wrong. After five years of leaving, she didn't even give a letter to report her safety. When she came back, she didn't say a word, and said nothing. Driving into your sister's wedding banquet and messing around. Isn't this a joke for people to see your Ye family! Also, tell me about your clean little girl, daughter of a famous family, why bother to do that kind of show-off There are so many ugly gossips about the actor's job, why don't you show your face and let people smear black ashes on your face surnamed Ye! Let me tell you, let's replace wine with tea—and you, to your father I'm sorry. Uncle Jia, let me say a few more good words to you, so that you can return to Ye's house in a serious manner, and continue to be your carefree second lady. Turn around, let your father, your aunt Liu, give you How nice it is for you to find a good family, marry and live peacefully!"

This is the play they sang again? !

Bao Jinghan was playing with the smelling cup in his hand, his expression was restrained, and the corner of his mouth was playful.

However, his probing eyes looked towards Ye Tengda, with mocking probing in his eyes.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, Uncle Jia!"

"Hey, what's wrong with Dad, why don't you even give Uncle Jia face?!"

Jia He sat there drinking tea calmly, looked at Bao Jinghan kindly with a tiger-like smile on his face, and occasionally shifted his gaze to the man beside Bao Jinghan, but he never intended to communicate with him.

He only nodded to him when he handed the second cup of tea to the two of them.

Awkward?

give face?

Bao Jinghan listened to Jia He's words that he didn't know whether he was pretending to be stupid, or if he really didn't know what they said in the Ye family, and unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a mocking smile.

With downcast eyes in thought, Bao Jinghan brought the teacup to his lips, and pretended to sip it.

In the next few seconds, a decision is made.

Open your mouth and refuse directly.

"Uncle Jia, since ancient times, it has been difficult for upright officials to judge housework, and only corrupt officials can make a clear decision. Because of the wrong case, he will listen to which side's judgment is in his favor. It couldn't be clearer. You are right. Bar!"

As soon as Bao Jinghan said these words, Jia He's eyes faintly showed a sullen look.

But after a short pause, she immediately put a high hat on Jia He again: "So, it's not that I don't show face to Uncle Jia, but that you can't stop this family matter. I advise you not to be a peacemaker. Alright, so as not to mess it up and get involved, it will not be easy to handle!"