Waiting for you to fall a flower

"Can't you just pay for it? Is it necessary to marry home more seriously? It's not like our brothers haven't touched a woman before. If they do, they'll have to get married, and the backyard will be burned to the ground..."

It wasn't that he hadn't thought about Ouyang Feng's thoughts, but she was different from the women he had met before.

Ye Beicheng put down his glass and said seriously, "Not everyone can solve it with money."

Thinking of Yu Jingya's words, "I didn't come out to sell." He unconsciously drew up a faint smile.

"You can still laugh? If you don't listen to me, there will be times when you cry!" Ouyang Feng poured a glass of red wine and gulped it down.

The dark red light in the box was almost perfect on Ye Beicheng's face. There were countless women who wanted to marry him on his terms, and the reason why he agreed to Yu Jingya's request was because she was not interested in profit.

A woman with no desires is the most worrisome. She won't ask for something he can't give her, such as love.

"This woman is not simple." Ouyang Feng remained silent for a moment and concluded the reason.

He put his arm on Ye Beicheng's shoulder and asked in a positive tone, "She doesn't want money, does she?"

Ye Beicheng nodded.

"Can't you see this woman's ambition?" Frowning, he said, "Marrying you means you have endless wealth. What is the benefit in front of you?"

"She doesn't know who I am." Ye Beicheng stressed.

"Women are calculating. You can't be confused." Ouyang Feng sighed deeply. At least he was afraid of being tricked...

Ye Beicheng lit a cigarette and casually said, "I have a better eye than you."

At the very least, he would not see a tiger as a sheep before marriage.

Ouyang Feng had long been under the watchful eye, and it was understandable that he would be worried about his decision...

Ignoring Ye Beicheng's sympathetic gaze, he leaned over and said, buddy, a word of advice.

"Keeping a woman you don't love by your side is not the best way to forget Yang Qianxue."

...

The first rays of sunlight in the morning reflected into the spacious bedroom. Ye Beicheng stood in front of the french window and stared at the sparkling sea in the distance. The soft sunlight outlined his magnificent body, but it could not dispel the sadness and depth that pervaded his whole body.

Remembering the last words Ouyang Feng said last night, he was deeply conflicted, with responsibility and emotion at the same time. No matter which one had the upper hand, the result would not change. He would marry her, Yu Jingya.

He is going to a party tonight. Since he has decided to get married, Yu Jingya will appear by his side sooner or later.

Picking up his phone, he resolutely dialed her number...

Yu Jingya slept very late last night because of the marriage. When the familiar bell rang in her ear, she opened her sleepy eyes and answered the call in a daze.

"Good morning, Miss Yu."

Suddenly, she heard a low male voice. She was so frightened that she couldn't sleep at all. She sat up abruptly and cleared her throat, "Mmm, good morning. What's the matter?"

Of course she knew. He was Ye Beicheng.

"Are you free tonight? I would like you to accompany me to a banquet."

Just as she was about to refuse, she suddenly realized that familiarity was a necessary process since she wanted to get married, and that this proposal seemed to have been made by herself...

After hesitating for a few seconds, she replied softly, "Okay, what time?"

"Seven o' clock. You go to the entrance of wangshan park. I'll pick you up."

It may have been a bad start, but it was still the first step.

Time slipped away in fear and uneasiness. At a quarter past six, Yu Jingya wore a black corset dress and took a taxi to wangshan park.

Not long, about ten minutes later, the familiar maybach stopped in front of her. She was more familiar with this car than the owner. She was raped in this car for the first time and hit her directly for the second time...

The door opened and Ye Beicheng gracefully stepped out of the car. He was dressed in a black suit. The color of the suit was unobtrusive, but it was hard to hide his heroism.

Yu Jingya looked at the color of her dress and then at Ye Beicheng. Her cheeks turned red for no reason.

"Are you rich?" Sitting in the car, she opened her mouth casually. In fact, she knew in her heart that this question was very stupid.

Ye Beicheng smiled, "Why do you ask?"

"Because you like to solve problems with money." Without hesitation, she blurted out.