Hidden Marriage 100 Points: Actor Husband, Deep Routine

Chapter 64 Do You Want To Come Over?

The restaurant with the best rating in City A is Zhuyun, and Junlanxuan is the top teahouse that is deeply loved by tea art.

In the tea house, the faint fragrance of tea makes people calm and calm. Even if they are entangled in everything, they can become calm when they come here.

Even Ye Tingsheng was surprised.

He also didn't expect that the meeting with Feng Beichen would be like this.

The two quietly sipped the tea, as if it was just a simple tea tasting between 'friends'.

Known as the "King of Tea", the famous Wuyi Mountain tea "Dahongpao", together with Feng Beichen's superb tea technology.

Ye Tingsheng, who has always been picky about the taste of this pot of tea, couldn't help but be convinced.

Ye Tingsheng raised his eyes and looked at the man opposite. He was not too surprised that Feng Beichen would know the hotel where he was staying, and even the time when he would return to the hotel.

In City A, Ye Tingsheng, who had never fought in City A, often heard about the influence of the Feng family.

Feng Beichen is not only a very good and outstanding acting actor in the film and television industry.

He is also a top leader in the business dynasty.

In the whole world, there are very few people who can compete with him.

Ye Tingsheng acknowledged Feng Beichen's excellence and ability, but he would not comment on other things about Feng Beichen.

After drinking a cup of tea, he put down the teacup and listened attentively, waiting for Feng Beichen to speak first.

After all, he was really curious about what Feng Beichen's first sentence would be when the two met privately.

He felt Ye Tingsheng's scrutinizing gaze.

Feng Beichen put down the teacup, and said lightly, "Mr. Ye, what do you think of this tea?"

Ye Tingsheng narrowed his eyes, he didn't believe that Feng Beichen invited him to drink tea on purpose.

They've only met twice, and they haven't gotten to know each other enough to drink tea together.

"Good tea." Ye Tingsheng felt that this man was hiding too deeply.

For the sake of this, what else does he want to sell?
Suddenly, the phone rang.

Ye Tingsheng took out his phone and glanced at it, then nodded slightly to Feng Beichen, "Excuse me, I'll answer the phone."

"Please." Feng Beichen nodded lightly.

He watched Ye Tingsheng walk out of the private room.

Min Xiu who was at the side asked anxiously: "President, did you ask Mr. Ye to come, is it really just to drink tea?"

He has followed Feng Beichen for many years and knows that Feng Beichen is definitely not a sloppy person.

How do you feel tonight, something is not quite right.

"Min Xiu, do you think cold water can make good tea?" Feng Beichen didn't answer Min Xiu's question directly, his eyes fell on Ye Tingsheng's cup of tea that had no heat, and his tone was sparse.

"President, what do you mean—" Min Xiu suddenly understood, just halfway through speaking, the door of the private room was pushed open, and Ye Tingsheng walked in with a gloomy expression.

After Ye Tingsheng sat down, he was obviously restless.

That phone call just now...

Feng Beichen calmly looked at the cold cup of tea in front of Ye Tingsheng, and said to Min Xiu indifferently: "Mr. Ye's tea is cold, Min Xiu, you can change Mr. Ye's hot cup."

"No need, I'll do it myself." Ye Tingsheng waved his hand to stop Min Xiu from approaching, raised his hand and drank the cold cup of tea in one gulp.

"Mr. Ye, your complexion is not very good, but this tea is not to your liking?"

Feng Beichen's question made Ye Tingsheng feel even more irritable, and he raised his eyes to meet Feng Beichen's deep eyes, "I may have to return to New York early tomorrow morning."

Feng Beichen looked at Ye Tingsheng indifferently, but didn't speak, as if he was waiting for his next words.

Ye Tingsheng suddenly laughed and said: "Mr. Feng seems to have known about it a long time ago, or in other words, everything is in Mr. Feng's calculations."

"Drink tea." Feng Beichen leaned forward, picked up the teapot, and poured tea for Ye Tingsheng himself.

Under the curling water vapor and dense mist, the smile on Ye Tingsheng's face disappeared, and he looked at Feng Beichen with a serious tone: "What do you want to know from me?"

"Did you meet her in City S?" Feng Beichen's question was straightforward.

Ye Tingsheng's eyes flickered, and it was really because of Xiao Xing.

However, the smile that Ye Tingsheng had just suppressed climbed up his cheeks again.

Looking at Feng Beichen with a smile: "Mr. Feng is well-informed and knowledgeable. The Feng family can be said to be wealthy, but there are things they don't know. It's really flattering to ask an unknown person like me for proof."

"Mr. Ye is too humble. Who in New York doesn't know YG."

Feng Beichen's voice was still faint, but when he said the 'G' of 'YG', his accent was slightly heavy, making it hard to hear the tone.

However, Ye Tingsheng still felt an inexplicable pressure through these words.

Meeting Feng Beichen's calm eyes, his brows were frowned, "Mr. Feng doesn't seem like a gossip guy, and now he's asking me about my fiancée and me, it's really puzzling."

Feng Beichen looked at Ye Tingsheng calmly: "I have no malicious intentions."

"I also believe that Mr. Feng has no malicious intentions. I just don't understand. Mr. Feng and Xiaoxing should be more familiar. Therefore, if you have any doubts, it is more convenient to talk to Xiaoxing directly."

Ye Tingsheng asked his biggest doubt on the spot.

He didn't think that Feng Beichen was a timid person.

Going around in circles like this, he... What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?

"No, the reason I'm looking for Mr. Ye is because this is a negotiation between men." Feng Beichen saw that Ye Tingsheng seemed to be deliberately trying to change the topic.

It seems that the part he couldn't find out...

There is indeed something unspeakable hidden.

"So that's the case, I seem to understand." Ye Tingsheng nodded, with a half-smile.

beep beep...

Ye Tingsheng's mobile phone WeChat notification sound suddenly came.

When he saw the name jumping in the WeChat dialog box on the screen, the smile on his face became thicker for a moment. He raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Beichen, and said with a smile: "My fiancee came to check on WeChat, and asked me why it was so late. Did not go back to the hotel."

Feng Beichen looked at Ye Tingsheng on the opposite side with a calm expression, fiddling with his mobile phone, listening to the sweetness revealed in those words, whose flesh was being eaten away inch by inch?
His brows were slightly frowned, he looked away, took a sip of some hot tea, and put down the cup again.

This mess made Min Xiu, who seldom saw him in this state, startled.

Gu Nianxing was packing up things in Shang's room, and wanted to ask Ye Tingsheng something, but Ye Tingsheng suddenly sent a very strange WeChat voice message.

"Who do you think I'm with now?"

The eyeballs rolled for a moment, feeling really puzzled, and with a smile on his face, he replied, "Are you meeting mistress secretly behind my back? Mr. Ye deserves to be on the New York Times' most favored golden bachelor by women."

Seeing Gu Nianxing's reply, Ye Tingsheng laughed out loud.

Looking up at the opposite man who seemed calm and calm, Ye Tingsheng continued to send a voice message to Gu Nianxing with his mobile phone: "Yes, he is still a male mistress, do you want to come and catch him?"

(End of this chapter)