64: C64 Mother Ye's Little Thoughts

C64 Mother Ye's Little Thoughts

The ladies found an excuse to leave when they saw Ye Mingchen's unpleasant expression. After all, Ye Mingchen was famous. They knew that he would not give face to others just because he was older.

Bai Wan was wearing a white European dress with her curly hair tied up. She walked elegantly to Ye Mingchen. "Where have you been these days?"

Ye Mingchen opened his thin lips and replied, "Busy. "

Ye Jinyu called out to her brother softly before Ye Mingchen said, "Jinyu, Dong Ming was out on a mission and came back with a letter for you. He is in the hall. Go and read it yourself. "

"Okay. "

Ye Jinyu lowered her head and jogged out of the backyard. Lin Yuzhen followed behind Ye Jinyu. When she passed by Ye Mingchen, she gave him a deep look.

The idle people all left.

Bai Wan once again sat on the rattan chair and picked up a cup of tea. "Come and sit. "

Ye Mingchen sat in front of Bai Wan and Bai Wan poured him a cup of tea.

He went straight to the point. "What do you think of Lin Yuzhen?"

"Nothing much. "

Bai Wan took a sip of tea. She said lightly, "I think it's not bad. He has eyes and is smart. It's just that his family background is not good enough. However, I don't think you will mind. Isn't Lin Yuge also from the Lin Family? "

Bai Wan did not have the intention of forcing Ye Mingchen. She just threw away the fact that her parents from the Lin Family shamelessly talked about the past with her to remarry with the Ye Family. Just looking at Lin Yuzhen, she felt that she was not bad.

"Yuge is Yuge. " Ye Mingchen replied coldly.

"I think Lin Yuzhen is better than Lin Yuge. Lin Yuge's temper is indeed good, but she is a bit stubborn. Speaking of which, Lin Yuge is dead. This Lin Yuzhen looks similar to her. If she is your wife, you should be able to accept it. F * ck, f * ck, f * ck, f * ck, f * ck, f * ck, f * ck, f * ck, f * ck, f * ck, f * ck, f * ck, f * ck!

Ye Mingchen could not hide the coldness on his face but Bai Wan was not affected at all.

"What do you think?"

Ye Mingchen got up. "I don't think I will get someone to send a few dogs over tomorrow. Oh, right. Don't meddle in Jinyu's matters. If you want to meddle in her matters now, treat her well first. Don't treat her as a personal item and calculate how to sell her for a good price. "

Ye Mingchen warned Bai Wan. Bai Wan's brows had an angry expression but she did not refute him.

Ye Mingchen returned to the villa. He was very annoyed by the decorations inside. He felt that his home had been casually remodeled.

However, he had never taken charge of this place.

Ye Jinyu knew that the things Dong Ming brought with him were all fake. She found an opportunity to come out and return to her room. She was afraid that Bai Wan would see her and ask her to sit beside her again.

Lin Yuzhen stood in the hall and when she saw Ye Mingchen, she quickly said, "Big Brother Chen, you haven't come back for a long time. I have already tidied up your room. Do you want to sleep at home tonight?"

This really sounded like what the mistress had said.

Ye Mingchen frowned. "Who asked you to enter my room?"

"Ah? I. . . I went in myself. You haven't come back for too long. The blanket in the room is covered with a layer of dust. . . "

"This isn't your home. . . "

Ye Mingchen did not show any mercy. Lin Yuzhen lowered her head and pursed her lips. "Sorry, Big Brother Chen, don't be angry. "

Ye Mingchen did not listen to her apology at all. In the past, the Lin'An Residence was quiet. Although there was no chaos, it was enough to make him upset.

Lin Yuzhen watched Ye Mingchen walk out with his shoes on. Those few old men from the Lin Family were useless. Bai Wan did not agree to let her marry Ye Mingchen at all. She only said that if Ye Mingchen liked her, she could get married immediately.

If Ye Mingchen liked her, why would she need to spend so much effort?1

However, as long as she tried to please Bai Wan, in the end, Ye Mingchen could not do anything even if he was unwilling.

Emotions could be slowly nurtured.

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