The Young Master’s Bride

And Feng Xi gave her the feeling that she was spoiled and loved to get into trouble, but she also acted arbitrarily, and was the only one who was arrogant.

She could see that Huo Zhongrao was very helpless to him. Ye Qingge felt that he must have experienced some harm to his dual character.

Just as Ye Qingge pondered Feng Xi's character, a feminine voice came in.

"Feng Xi, Mu Mu, you are also eating here!"

"Sister Jiahui, what a coincidence!"

Feng Xi smiled and greeted Tong Jiahui in a Chanel suit.

"Hello Aunt Tong!" Li Mumu was accustomed to a non-salty tone, simply said hello, and then went on to eat.

"Eat slowly!" Touching Li Mumu's head, Tong Jiahui's expression was gentle.

Ye Qingge looked at the woman in front of him, intellectually elegant and generous, noble and elegant in her gestures.

That high-end is not Chi Yan's kind of decoration with clothes and makeup, but is born with a sense of superiority.

Ye Qingge didn't know why, he always felt like he had seen this woman somewhere.

However, it was definitely the first time I met.

"Your girlfriend?" Tong Jiahui asked Feng Xi with a smile.

The eyes that looked at Ye Qingge were smiling and profound.

"No, Third Brother's girlfriend!"

Feng Xi denied it quickly, for fear that it would have something to do with Ye Qingge.

There was a flash of astonishment in Tong Jiahui's beautiful eyes, only for a moment, it was quickly covered up.

No matter how fast it was, it fell into Ye Qingge's eyes.

Everyone knew that Li Beichen wouldn't let a woman come near. If this woman didn't hide her astonishment, Ye Qingge wouldn't think there was anything wrong with it.

The conclusion drawn in my mind is that this woman is not simple, she can control her emotions.

"Hello, I am a friend of Beichen, Tong Jiahui!"

To Ye Qingge stretched out a slender white hand, Tong Jiahui smiled and greeted her.

Compared to her Chanel, Ye Qingge's shirt and jeans looked a little shabby.

"Hello, I am Ye Qingge!" Standing up, calmly shook hands with Tong Jiahui.

"Beichen is so lucky, Miss Ye has a nice name, and she is also beautiful!"

"It's my luck that I met Li Beichen!"

Ye Qingge deliberately called Li Beichen with his first name and last name to set off the Beichen that Tong Jiahui said.

"Mom, fish balls!"

Li Mumu's little face blushed, and he called Ye Qingge lazily, so naturally.

"Eat some green vegetables, you have already eaten a plate of fish balls, you are not allowed to eat it again!"

Ye Qingge's tone was gentle but strong.

Although a plate of fish **** is not much, you can't eat too much, and the lamb is not less.

"Second Brother Feng, have you seen it? My mother does not allow this or that at home. My dad and I dare not say anything!"

Li Mumu pouted his lips and said dissatisfiedly, and began to eat vegetables.

Ye Qingge looked at Li Mumu, when did she not allow this and that is forbidden?

He and his dad didn't dare to say a word, when didn't Li Beichen order her?

Feng Xi's eyes looking at Ye Qingge were unbelievable. Would his third brother dare not even say a word? Who will believe it?

Tong Jiahui's delicate face has always been smiling, and the role of listening is in place.

There was no surprise because Li Mumu called Ye Qingge's mother.

"You eat, my colleague is still waiting for me, Miss Ye, someday let Bei Chen take you to my house!"

bring you? Go to my house? What do you want to convey?

Ye Qingge replied with a faint smile.

"A few days later, Bai Qing and the others will come to the house for dinner, and then I will ask Li Beichen to call you! Let's have fun together!"