Homelander Comics

When his own information at the plane's boarding gate scrolled on the screen, Meng Yu immediately stood up and prepared to board the plane for a business trip to the Imperial Capital for a few days.

When Bai Ye boarded the plane after Meng Jue, he didn't realize that there was such a pure and beautiful young woman on the same flight as him.

It wasn't until Bai Ye found his seat on the plane that he realized that he was sitting next to Meng Jue.

Meng Jue had been wearing noise-cancelling headphones and reading a book, but she noticed Bai Ye's glance that turned away from time to time.

"What's wrong sir, is there something on my face?"

Meng Jue was confused, took off his headphones, and looked at Bai Ye with a frown.

Even though she was a bit pretty, she couldn't keep peeking at her all the time. She wasn't a beauty that only happened once in four thousand years.

Could it be that he encountered a pervert?

"No, beauty, I just think you look familiar." Bai Ye grinned and said, "If my guess is correct, you are Mrs. Yang, right?"

Now, Bai Ye finally confirmed that he met her by chance.

Meng Jue.

A white moonlight in the eyes of many people.

It's really pretty.

The facial features are exquisite, like finely carved porcelain, and the skin is fair and flawless, as if filled with moonlight.

The long hair flows like a waterfall on the shoulders, and the natural curly arc adds a bit of ease and kindness. Her lips are as soft as rose petals, and her smile reveals a row of white and neat teeth, making people feel warm and comfortable.

The most striking thing is that her eyes are as bright as stars, showing intelligence and agility.

"My husband's surname is indeed Yang."

Meng Jue suddenly realized that he had met an acquaintance.

No wonder... She just has a lot of acquaintances that she is not familiar with, but others are very familiar with her.

"I haven't asked for advice yet, are you..." A polite smile appeared on Meng Jue's face.

"I'm just a businessman. My surname is Bai. I've dealt with Mr. Yang, and I'm grateful to him for taking care of me."

Bai Ye chuckled.

"That's right." Meng Jue nodded: "Mr. Bai, are you going to the capital for business too?"

"Yes." Bai Ye said, "But... I don't know whether to say something or not when I met Mrs. Yang."

"What do you mean?"

Meng Jue had doubts in his heart.

Bai Ye smiled faintly and said nothing. He took out his mobile phone and showed Meng Jue something.

immediately.

Meng Jue's body stiffened.

Because she discovered that she may not have understood her husband all the time. Her husband's social relationships were too complicated, so complicated that... they might affect her, her daughter, and even the whole family.

"Impossible! These things can't be real!" Meng Jue couldn't believe it, and turned to look at Bai Ye: "It must have been photoshopped! I know my husband very well, and he is definitely not a bad person who will break the law and commit crimes! You people are so despicable and shameless. You couldn’t defeat him, but you actually came up with these methods to frame him!”

"Whether these things are true or not, who knows better than Mrs. Yang?" Bai Ye smiled and said: "Where did the rows of famous brand bags in your house come from? So Mrs. Yang You just spend money, but you never care about where the family’s money comes from?”

Meng Jue: "..."

"It's not convenient to talk here. If you want to know more, come to the toilet with me." Bai Ye got up and walked to the toilet of the plane.

Meng Jue's expression changed as she thought about what was on Bai Ye's phone. After a long time, she gritted her teeth and decided to go to the toilet on the plane to talk with Bai Ye.

So many people on the plane anyway?

As long as she shouts loudly...does Bai Ye still want to do something to her inside?

into the toilet.

Bai Ye and Bai Ye were so close that they could smell each other's breath.

Meng Jue kept rummaging through the information in Bai Ye's phone.

Bai Ye kept pushing forward, smelling the touching young womanly fragrance of Meng Jue.

for a long time.

Meng Jue was stunned.

Because Bai Ye's evidence has convinced her.

Bai Ye picked up a strand of Meng Jue's hair, took a deep sniff, and said, "Mrs. Yang, you don't want to see me giving out all these things, do you?"

"who are you?"

Meng Jue's expression suddenly changed and he stared at Bai Ye.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I want to tell Mrs. Yang that you..." The smile on Bai Ye's face gradually lost control: "Madam, you don't want your husband to lose this lucrative job, right?"

Chapter 369 I wonder, madam, would you like to sit at the table with me tonight?

Meng Jue's husband followed Chen Shuting's husband. Now that Chen Shuting's husband is gone, can Meng Jue's husband still be able to get it?

Maybe that guy was just taking a chance, thinking that it wouldn't affect him, so he didn't turn himself in just now. He pretended that nothing was wrong, so that even Meng Jue, who was sleeping with him, didn't notice the flaw.

But faced with the ironclad evidence in Bai Ye's hands, Meng Jue despaired.

Seeing Meng Jue's dejected look, Bai Ye held her waist with both hands and gently held Meng Jue in her arms.

"Madam, those little tricks your husband did have caused misery to your family. Don't you want to... take revenge on him?"

Meng Jue was stunned.

The current situation has arrived.

What else could Meng Jue do?

Her and her husband’s daughters are all in elementary school...

Bai Ye smiled slightly, lowered her head and covered Meng Jue's red lips, kissing her until she almost suffocated before letting her go.

Meng Jue accepted his fate.

She closed her eyes and let Bai Ye do her thing.

But Bai Ye didn't have any pity for her. He pressed her head and pressed it down hard.

Bai Ye turned his head and glanced at the bag Meng Jue put on the stand. It was from Hermès. The price of the bag plus distribution was at least 50 soft sister coins, and there were many such bags in Hermès homes.

He grinned with a disdainful smile: Your "innocence" is just your lie.

Just like this, Bai Ye enjoyed some aggressive fun.

……

The sun rises into the sky.

Bai Ye slowly checked Meng Jue's academic qualifications.

It wasn't until Meng Jue couldn't help but urge that Bai Ye stopped and pulled away.

"Madam, your husband has such a plump wife like you, and he is still messing around outside. He is so blessed that he never knows how lucky he is." Bai Ye habitually wanted to have a post-event cigarette, but then realized that this was on a plane. , can't smoke, can only regretfully forget it.

"Bring it!"

Meng Jue spread his hands towards Bai Ye.

Bai Ye was confused: "What?"

"Mobile phone." Meng Jue looked at Bai Ye fiercely: "I have paid my price, are you trying to regret it now? Then do you believe that I will shout here and let you die with me?"

"Oh, you want this?"

Bai Ye casually threw it to Meng Jue and said: "But Mrs. Yang, I can promise not to use these things to do unnecessary things, but how to say... If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing yourself. Sooner or later, Madam You have to be prepared, don't let your scumbag husband who is messing around behind your back get dragged down by that time."

"Then this is none of your business!"

Meng Jue threw the mobile phone that Bai Ye threw to her with a cold expression and stuffed it into her Hermès bag worth 50 soft girl coins: "Get out of the way!"

Byakuya shrugged and moved out of the way.

Meng Jue stepped on her boots, left the bathroom and returned to her seat.

"It's just a little pepper, but I like it."

Bai Ye smiled slightly.

After tidying up his appearance, he walked out and returned to his seat.

Meng Jue seemed very calm and picked up the book he was reading before and continued reading.

Bai Ye was shameless, pretending to be sleepy and resting her head on Meng Jue's shoulder.

Meng Jue's body stiffened. She wanted to stand up and yell at Bai Ye for taking advantage of him, but when she thought of her husband whose future was uncertain, she gritted her teeth and endured it.

Hey!

The more she endured, the more Bai Ye pushed her further. She closed her eyes and fell asleep, quietly reaching out and wrapping her arms around Meng Jue's slender waist.

Just looking at the posture of the two people, who wouldn’t think they were a couple?

Bai Ye had a good sleep, but Meng Jue felt uncomfortable and had goosebumps all over her body. She had never been so close to her husband. She endured it for a long time before she heard that the plane had arrived in the imperial capital.

"Hey, I slept so comfortably."

Bai Ye stretched hard: "Mrs. Yang, thank you for your hospitality."

"Don't appear in my sight again, otherwise... I'm afraid I won't be able to help but beat you to death!"

Meng Jue glanced at Bai Ye with hatred, turned and left.

"The tone is quite loud. Beat me to death? Bite me to death is more like it. I can be so happy that I die."

Bai Ye didn't feel scared at all, he smiled and got off the plane.

Having eaten for the time being, there was no need to continue pestering Meng Jue, so he went straight to find Ye Lanqiu.

……

Meng Jue looked calm in front of Bai Ye, as if nothing was wrong. When she left the airport, her true colors were revealed, her expression was in a trance, she didn't know what she was doing, she was like a walking zombie.

She habitually took the bus she used to go to school when she was in college and had no money.

Regardless, she wore a neatly cut cashmere coat paired with a turtleneck sweater. The color was mainly beige with a high-end feel. It was extremely delicate and was incompatible with the atmosphere on the bus.

"Young comrades on the bus, please give up your seat to the elderly and children! Young comrades on the bus, please give up your seat to the elderly?" The conductor stood in front of Meng Jue and shouted loudly: "What about you, Sister Sunglasses? , give up your seat to the old man."

Meng Jue was still immersed in his own world.

"I asked you to give up your seat to the old man, why are you pretending not to hear?" Auntie conductor, who was fat and strong, asked with her arms akimbo.

The old man was also unhappy. These young people nowadays are becoming less and less public-minded. He is so old, and seeing that he is so tired from standing, he still doesn't give up his seat to him. Do they still have humanity?

Mudd!

You stinky beggar, God is asking for food, what are you so crazy about?

I am so proud of the Yellow Flag, a Manchu noble, and across the street, I live in the Forbidden City. Am I proud?

Look at your dress, look at your appearance, you don't look like someone from the imperial capital!

The old man started to get angry: "Sister, isn't there just one seat? Will I be exhausted if I don't sit down? Will I be exhausted? Even this one, I'll give it to this girl, is that okay?"

The fat and sturdy conductor became angry at being so offended by the old man. She was also from the Imperial City, so of course she couldn't stand the old man in the Imperial City who was bullied by a foreign enemy girl. She went up and pointed at Meng Jue on the spot: "Hey, I haven't seen anyone in the car. I've never seen anyone like you."

Only then did Meng Jue seem to realize that she was the one being watched: "What's wrong with me? What kind of person am I?"

Conductor: "I asked you to give up your seat to the old man! Do you want to give up? Believe it or not, I asked the driver to stop the car and knock you off? People like you shouldn't take the bus. If you can, take a taxi. That's okay." You are asked to give up your seat."

Meng Jue was also suffocating in his heart. He was still being morally kidnapped here. He patted his thigh angrily: "If you want to sit down, sit here!"

The old man seemed to be insulted. I am so righteous. What is your identity and status? Do you want to tarnish my pure blood?

Have you seen the lines on my forehead?

"You, you guys, please judge!" The old man was so angry that he was shaking all over.

Next to him, a middle-aged woman wearing glasses in black stood on the moral high ground and spoke to Meng Jue: "What do you mean, he can be your grandfather. Do you talk to your grandfather in the same way? If you don't give up your seat, you won't give up your seat. Is it worthy of teasing this old man?"

Meng Jue responded without hesitation: "You liked to recognize other people as your grandfather. That's you. I don't have this hobby. Besides, my grandfather is lying in the cemetery. If you say he is my grandfather, then you You mean you want him to lie down in the cemetery? Aren’t you cursing him to die early?”