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

Chapter 8 Am I not eating well?
"Why, don't you like it?"

When Ye Tingchen spoke, his cold and sharp eyes softened, and his thin lips rose slightly, obviously in a good mood.

Ou Yanxi turned to look at Bai Jingchen with a ghostly face, and found that his expression was exactly the same as her own.

Ye Tingchen has been raised as an heir since he was a child, his emotions and anger are invisible, like an iceberg, even when he was young at the two of them, he curled his lips together to save face, okay?
But he was so gentle when he was on the phone with someone!so happy!
This is the treatment that Mrs. Ye did not have.

"Isn't it a matter of whether you like it or not! Why are you buying me so many clothes? You can waste money if you have money!"

Hearing Le Yan'er's voice was exasperated, Ye Tingchen could almost imagine how agile her big deer-like eyes were when she said these words.

"You don't waste it when you wear it."

The two people next to them were really scared. Is Ye Tingchen talking about love? !
Bai Jingchen really wanted to look through the perpetual calendar in his phone - what the hell is today?

Le Yan'er was stunned when she heard this sentence, what does it mean?
Although they were married in a fake manner, in the eyes of the Ye family, she was still his wife. Was he afraid that she would be ashamed in front of the Ye family?

She can only understand it in this way.

"I'll pick you up for dinner later."

Seeing Ouyanxi and Bai Jingchen winking, Ye Tingchen didn't want them to watch the show, so he finally confessed and hung up.

"Brother, there is a situation." Bai Jingchen raised his eyebrows.

"Brother, don't try to lie to me, I really listened, girl!" Ouyanxi understood.

Ye Tingchen asked the service manager to fetch the suit jacket, picked up the jacket and walked out. When he reached the door, he seemed to think of something, and said to the two people inside: "This is your sister-in-law, let me introduce you next time."

Two people in the presidential box petrified.

for a long time.

"When did my brother get married?"

"I'm confused too!"

Ye Tingchen went back to the villa to pick up Le Yan'er, she found that he didn't drive the previous Maybach, but changed to a red Ferrari, matched with his crisp black suit, it was so coquettish.

"What do you want to eat?" Ye Tingchen asked casually.

"Whatever, I'm not very hungry."

In fact, Le Yan'er is really not in the mood to eat now. She feels that since she met Ye Tingchen, everything has deviated from the track she expected. Now that she has an extra husband, she still feels very unreal.

Ye Tingchen didn't ask any more questions, and took her directly to a well-known VIP private seafood club in the city.I ordered king crab, seafood, sashimi and nourishing soup.

goo—

The sudden voice was particularly conspicuous in the quiet high-end restaurant, Le Yan'er clutched her stomach reflexively, raised her head in embarrassment, but saw Ye Tingchen's gaze was on her.

Humiliated... Le Yan'er was so embarrassed that she wanted to hide her face under the table for a moment.

She knows that Ye Tingchen attaches great importance to etiquette. Whether he is walking or sitting, he strictly abides by noble etiquette. He probably feels ashamed of a "wife" like her.

"Not very hungry?" The man's low voice sounded, repeating what she had said just now, teasing her with a smile.

"Ah..." Le Yan'er blushed in embarrassment, "I'm a little hungry now."

"Waiter—" Ye Tingchen gently waved his hand and called the waiter, "The food on this table is urgent."

With that said, he took out a supreme card.

The waiter knew that the Supreme Card could not be bought with money, and there were only three cards in total, all of which were very good friends of the boss, who were either rich or expensive, so he quickly agreed and took the card.

Le Yan'er didn't expect that he didn't really laugh at her impolite behavior, but also helped her to urge her to eat, so she was relieved and a little happy for a while.

The effect of the supreme card was immediate, and all the meals they ordered were served within 10 minutes.

Le Yaner stared blankly at the overcrowded restaurant. Many people who came earlier than them had not yet served their meals. You must know that the per capita consumption of this restaurant is [-], and it is still a membership system that needs to be recommended by old members. There are requirements for money and social status, but Ye Tingchen was able to jump in the queue among these rich people, Le Yan'er once again felt that her identity as a fake husband was really extraordinary.

"Aren't you hungry? Eat, if you don't have enough, order more." Seeing that she was silent and thoughtful, Ye Tingchen reminded her.

A simple sentence, but full of pampering.

Le Yan'er nodded quickly, smiled at him, and began to fight the king crab left and right.

It is only after entering the mouth that I realize that it is expensive for a reason. The seafood here is unbelievably delicious.

Le Yan'er was really hungry, she was busy eating, she didn't notice that Ye Tingchen, who was sitting across from her, barely moved, her deep phoenix eyes were staring at her all the time.

To be more specific, he stared at her red lips that kept opening and closing because of eating, and her looming pink tongue.

He still remembered the time when he kissed her in the Civil Affairs Bureau, the smell was really unforgettable.

The little model in the imperial court may not be as beautiful as her, but when that model is close to him, the disgusting feeling is unbearable, but when he is with her, he feels that the desire is hard to restrain, and he wants to fuck her anytime, anywhere .

That feeling of ecstasy made him extremely hot.

Probably because his eyes were too hot, Le Yan'er raised her head to meet those charming phoenix eyes after eating half of it, put down the crab claws in her hand a little uncomfortably, and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

"I'm not hungry."

He still looked indifferent on the surface, but his heart was itching to death.

He is hungry!But he doesn't want to eat seafood, he just wants to tear her apart!
Seeing that he didn't look back at all, Le Yan'er hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Is my eating appearance not very good?" Otherwise, why did he keep staring at her.

Ye Tingchen was amused by her strange idea, his thin lips curled into a charming smile, and his cold eyes looked a little gentle: "No, your food looks very good, very attractive."

Tempted him, wanting to bite her plump red lips.

Le Yan'er is a little strange, attractive?Is this a word to describe eating?However, there should be no need for him to lie to her. Since he said that she doesn't look bad, then it's fine.

The meal ended in an atmosphere of turbulence between the two of them.Ye Tingchen ordered a lot of dishes, and he didn't move his chopsticks much. No matter how much Le Yaner could eat, there was still more than half of it left.

"Are you full?" Ye Tingchen asked when she saw her wiping her mouth with a tissue.

Le Yan'er nodded, and swept around the remaining seafood on the table, feeling a little distressed: "There's still so much left, let's pack it up?"

Pack?This word is really new to Ye Tingchen.

"I can bring you here anytime you want to eat."

Le Yan'er shook her head: "No, it's too wasteful. Pack it up and take it home. I can put it in my lunch when I go to the company tomorrow."

Ye Tingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression was really not happy.

What made her think that Ye Tingchen's woman actually needed to eat leftovers?

Le Yan'er keenly felt that the aura on the other side was a bit cold, she secretly reflected whether her request was too embarrassing for him, and quickly said: "Forget it, forget it, it's fine if you don't pack it."

She didn't want to face this weird atmosphere, so she bit her lower lip and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Ye Tingchen watched her back disappear around the corner, and then thought, is she a little unhappy?Just because he won't let her pack?

He didn't want to make her angry with such a small matter.

So he raised his head and shouted indifferently: "Waiter, pack."

(End of this chapter)