Wife in a flash marriage: Mr. President, please divorce

Chapter 135 It's All My Fault

In Ye Tingchen's arms, through the fabric of the suit, feeling the warmth of Ye Tingchen's body, Le Yan'er couldn't hold back her tears anymore, and she became a tearful man.

Feeling his strength, Le Yan'er's strength instantly collapsed.

It was strange to say that it was Ye Tingchen who showed up in time, rescued Le Yan'er, and helped her vent her anger, but when she spoke, her gratitude turned into crying grievances and complaints.

"You...why are you here so late? Do you know that I'm scared...no one helps me..."

Ye Tingchen increased the strength in his hands, and said distressedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Elder Yan next to him sighed secretly in his heart.

He watched the young master grow up since he was a child, and he has never heard the young master apologize to anyone, but now he not only admits his mistakes to the young lady, but also coaxes him with all kinds of good words.

If it's really a hundred steelmaking, it can't beat the softness of the fingers.

Le Yan'er leaned against Ye Tingchen's arms and wept out of breath, as if she wanted to pour out all the grievances she had just suffered. After a while, her crying changed into a low-pitched sobbing.

Ye Tingchen lowered his gaze, and saw Le Yan'er's white bare feet exposed outside the skirt, because they had already been covered with some dust and debris because they ran away barefoot just now.

Those feet had a well-proportioned skeleton and moist skin, but they were covered with dust, giving people a feeling of beautiful jade stained with blemishes.

Ye Tingchen's eyes hurt, he took out a handkerchief from the pocket of his suit, then lifted Le Yan'er's feet slightly, and wiped her feet delicately and gently.

After the dust on his feet was wiped clean, Ye Tingchen picked up the high heels that had been left aside, knelt down on one knee, and gently helped Le Yan'er put them on.

His expression was very solemn, as if he was holding a crystal slipper in his hand.

After putting on the shoes, Ye Tingchen carried Le Yan'er in his arms without further delay, lifted his feet and prepared to leave this place of right and wrong, leaving only one sentence: "Old Yan, handle this matter well."

Elder Yan immediately said respectfully: "Yes."

After Ye Tingchen left, Old Yan became the person in charge of the scene.

Yan Lao's style of acting was very similar to that of Ye Tingchen. He directly asked the guards to throw the unconscious Wu Neng out of the Baker Hall, and then said to the crowd: "Thank you very much for your cooperation. We feel very sorry for you to see such an indecent scene. I'm sorry. My young master is one of the shareholders of the Baker Guild Hall, and has the right to maintain the safety of all personnel in the Baker Guild Hall, and expel those who are not suitable to appear in the guild hall, so as not to disturb the interest of the celebrities, I hope you understand."

What else can everyone say, Ye Tingchen is standing behind Yan Lao, so he can only say: "Understand, understand."

"Since everyone understands, then this matter will not be spread, especially the audio-visual materials. I am ashamed to say that my young master has invested in many media in City A. If such news spreads, we will soon You can get all the information of the contributors.”

These words were both soft and hard, and they were used in a continuous manner, which almost cut off the escape of those who just secretly recorded the video and wanted to sell it for money.

I didn't expect that not only Ye Tingchen had courage, but even the entourage who looked like an ordinary old man beside him was not an ordinary person. Such a style of talking and acting was even more elegant than the chairman of some big companies.

Everyone at the scene had clearly seen Ye Tingchen's resolute and ruthless tactics just now, and deeply felt the horror of this man. It was too late for everyone to protect themselves, and no one was willing to touch this brow. Head bird, going against the Ye family will not end well.

Seeing the lingering fear on everyone's faces, Mr. Yan knew that he had achieved his goal, so he nodded slightly and said, "Farewell."

The crowd originally just came to attend an auction and attend a dinner party by the way. They didn't expect to see such a shocking show, and they all sighed. Back in the hall.

However, when others asked what happened just now, everyone kept secret and refused to confide a word.

Ye Tingchen carried Le Yan'er to the exclusive lounge upstairs. The room was fully equipped and very comfortable.

Le Yan'er had already collapsed, her body was shaking intermittently, as if she hadn't escaped from the nightmare just now.

Ye Tingchen gently put Le Yan'er on the sofa, took the blanket beside her and covered her, then stood up, ready to pour her a glass of water.

Unexpectedly, her little hand tightly grasped the hem of his clothes, like a drowning person grabbing the last piece of driftwood, exhausting all her strength.

Le Yan'er's lips, which were always as ruddy as petals, were bloodless at the moment. She slightly parted her lips and begged in panic, "Don't go... Please don't leave me... I'm so scared..."

After crying for so long just now, her eyes were extremely dry, but now she didn't dare to close them at all, her mind was full of Wu Neng's obscene smile, and the jokes and sarcasm on the faces of the onlookers.

When she was alone, there was no one to help her, no one.

This scene brought her back to those years in the Gu family, lonely, helpless, small, and humble as dust.

Ye Tingchen looked down condescendingly, and saw Le Yan'er raised a small face like a white paper, so fragile that it could not withstand a single blow, her usually bright apricot eyes were dimmed at the moment, looking at him longingly, like a Wounded cubs are unwilling to leave their trusted family members.

Ye Tingchen's heart softened, and he sat back beside her again, taking her into his arms.

"Hey, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Feeling her body trembling slightly, Ye Tingchen didn't know how to calm her down, and suddenly remembered the last time when Le Yan'er was sick, he confusedly recognized him as her mother and asked him to stroke her hair , coax her to sleep.

The act of stroking her hair seemed to have a special meaning to her.

He hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out his hand, and gently stroked her silky long hair, like coaxing a child, once and for all, gentle and long.

Compared with the last time, Ye Tingchen's movements are much smoother, with moderate strength, and will not pull her hair.

Le Yan'er nestled in Ye Tingchen's arms, her nose was filled with the bitter fragrance of his body, it was comfortable and clean, making people feel safe.

I don't know why, Ye Tingchen is obviously an extremely cold and ruthless person, but she always feels that there is a sense of security in him that no one else can give her.

This feeling aroused the softness in her heart, and she couldn't help but sore her nose again, just wanting to cry hard.

Le Yan'er closed her eyes, tears flowed down her cheeks, and fell on his chest drop by drop, soaking the thin shirt, and soon burned the skin of his heart.

(End of this chapter)