The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 686
Fortunately, the other two were facial paralyzed, no matter how surprised they were, they had a good and quick reaction ability, so Song Ye didn't show any surprise.

"Hi Miss, I'm Song Ling." Song Ye nodded in greeting, but did not look directly at the other party.

"Yeah." Ye Lingyin's face was calm, and there was no big change. She just stretched her neck and raised her hand to touch Song Ye's face.

The latter subconsciously turned his head to avoid it. At the same time, he smelled a familiar smell from Ye Lingyin's body, and frowned. When he came back to his senses, his neck felt cold.

The girl's white wrist was holding a Swiss Army knife, and the cold blade touched Song Ye's skin, and the main artery would be severed if she was not careful.

With just one shot, Song Ye knew that the other party was a person with wind skills, and his attack speed was much faster than others, but it was not impossible to dodge.

"Didn't anyone teach you the rules when you entered the door? Here, who is your master, and who gave you the courage to avoid me?" Ye Lingyin's suppressed cold voice was faintly grumpy, and her delicate face was wrinkled. Frowning ruins the beauty.

Song Ye had never seen such a ferocious expression on his face, and felt awkward for a while, and felt that something was wrong.

Her fingers moved slightly, and just as she was about to fight back, a hand reached out from her front to hold Ye Lingyin's wrist, and the young man's indifferent voice sounded, "Miss, the Patriarch is still waiting."

The young man's long and slender fingers were strong and resolute, like a iron being ironed on his heart. Ye Lingyin's cheeks showed a blush, and the brows and eyes softened instantly, "Well, listen to An Mo."

Immediately, Ye Lingyin took the saber away, tilted her head and looked at Song Ye with a cold face, thought for a while, "I'll go with you, I like Song Ling, and I want her to be my playmate."

I like Song Ling.

It's not surprising that this kind of innocent and romantic little girl's confession comes from anyone's mouth, but hearing it from someone who just held a knife against her, it can't help but make people feel weird.

But her eyes are so pure, as if this confession is so sincere.

An Mo pursed her lips and didn't say much, but still led the way.

Ye Lingyin and Song Ye walked side by side at the back. The former was playing with the saber, and the latter was thinking with downcast eyes.

When they arrived in front of the main hall, the maid ushered a few people in. The decoration in the hall was also very bright, even in a European style, and Ye Meijing, who was wearing a deep purple fishtail dress, was still leaning on the sofa and drinking afternoon tea.

Seeing Song Ye enter the door, she raised her brows and smiled lightly, "Hehe, here we come. Step forward and let me have a look."

The woman's lazy voice carried a touch of majesty, like the Lafayette in the deep palace, her words here are irresistible.

Song Ye took a few steps forward with downcast eyes, revealing a face full of pockmarks and half red, which was very obstructive.

She felt the wind blowing in the air, and then it seemed that an invisible big hand raised her chin, forcing her to face the woman on the sofa, "Tsk tsk, it's a good face, it's a pity .Looking at it this way, it’s not that amazing.”

After scrutinizing it carefully for a while, Ye Meimei withdrew her hand and said with some disgust.She still wanted to find the feeling of deja vu on the high platform today, but at this moment, she couldn't find any trace of it.

Feeling a little dull in my heart, Ye Meimei waved her hand and lost interest, "Just follow An Mo first, and then go out to perform missions after a while, the Shao family..."

Speaking of this, she paused, raised her eyebrows to look at the girl in front of her, and sneered at the corner of her mouth, "If I find out that you have any contact with the Shao family, I will let you have a taste of the broken bones." taste."

In that tone, there was an undisguised strong murderous intent.

"Yes, Patriarch." Song Ye responded, thinking that Ye Meimei should be a person with wind skills, like Ye Lingyin, but not quite like the Ye family.

Because it is rumored that most of the Ye family members have special abilities, such as five elements, even if they have special abilities, they are not high, so the status in the Ye family is not high.

While thinking like this, Ye Lingyin on the side spoke, "Mother, I want to ask you for Song Ling, and I will serve you as a personal maid."

Facing Ye Meijing, as a daughter, Ye Lingyin was not as irritable as before. She shrank her head and spoke softly, as obediently as a kitten.

"Maid?" Ye Meimei looked at her for the first time since entering the door, but there was displeasure on her brows, "It's enough to have An Mo with you."

The implication is that he does not agree.

As if she didn't expect Ye Meimei to reject her, Ye Lingyin's exquisite face showed a look of surprise, and then the moment she met Ye Meimei's pupils, she changed into a panicked look as if she had done something wrong. expression.

I don't know what happened, but Ye Meimei said she would do it, and with a wave of her arm, there was no wind in the air, and Ye Lingyin seemed to be hit by a strong force, and she slammed into the wall hard.

"Hmm..." Ye Lingyin fell to the floor, her body curled up into a ball in pain.

And Ye Meimei not only didn't feel distressed, but her expression became more serious, "Go back to the house and study hard, and if you can't manage your emotions, don't go out."

A mother beat her daughter so hard, not because her daughter was unreasonable and demanding too much, but simply because she didn't manage her emotions well.

Song Ye was slightly surprised. He raised his head and looked at An Mo beside him, and found that the latter had a calm expression, as if he was used to it. It was obvious that Ye Meimei's attitude towards Ye Lingyin's predecessors and his predecessors was completely different not once or twice.

In this deep house and compound, what is hidden is the cruelty and sorrow under the appearance of family affection.

That's right, seeing Ye Lingyin enduring the pain and standing up and retreating, Song Ye only felt sad when his slender figure was in a mess.

Exiting from the main hall, the door was closed, and while she was measuring Ye Meimei's strength in her mind, she was using her abilities to detect the situation in the room.

Ye Meimei was asking a question, and Song Ye could tell the content from the words on her lips.

"Has anyone been found?" Ye Meimei asked.

"Not yet." The boy answered with a bow.

Ye Meimei straightened up angrily, and splashed all the scented tea in her hand on the young man's face, "Trash, it's been a few months, and I can't even find a girl, so I won't send more people to the Qin's house. The Song family?"

The Qin family?The Song family?Song Ye outside the door frowned slightly, focusing on An Mo's mouth, trying to get a definite answer.

"The Song family and the Qin family are both in the capital. The people sent out last time touched the military of country Z. It's not easy to do it now."

(End of this chapter)