2306: C2306 Marry of the Wealthy Class 2233

C2306 Marry of the Wealthy Class 2233

After all, you're also a boxing star. I heard that the top brass of the sponsors have brought their daughter here this time, saying that they want to meet with you. If she does, then it'll only be beneficial for your fame.

"Are you trying to sell me out?" Lin Feng lit up his cigarette. "Just push it. Today, I have something even more important to take care of. Don't worry, they still hope for me to make money, so they won't be angry."

At this moment, a bell rang from the bag Ye Shuimo had left behind. He took it out and squinted when he saw the name on it.

"Shuimo."

"Mr Ye, good evening."

The voice on the other end of the phone paused, and the gentle voice immediately became cold, "Where is she? Let her answer the phone. "

Lin Feng said meaningfully, "Sorry, Mr Lin. Shuimo can't answer the phone right now." The voice paused, "Mr Ye, don't you think her friends are too few?"

"Even if she needs friends, she doesn't need those who covet her."

"What are you talking about? Don't you know friends from all sorts of activities? She was very happy today, so she cheered me on happily while watching me fight. "

"…"

After hanging up, he could still hear Ye Shuimo chatting with others not too far away from him. He deleted the call log and put his phone back into his bag. He walked over while carrying the phone, "Did you finish changing?"

At ten in the evening, Ye Shuimo took Lin Feng's car back. After all, they were neighbors.

She looked out the window uneasily. Maybe it was the weekend, so there were people on both sides of the road. She held her bag tightly. Her phone was lying still and she didn't ring it for the whole night.

Is big brother still not back yet? If he went back and saw that she wasn't there, he would probably make a phone call. But if there was no phone, did that mean he wasn't back yet, or didn't care where she was?

"What's on your mind?"

"Ah?" "No."

"Liar, your thoughts are all displayed on your face."

"Is that so? "Nothing."

Lin Feng glanced at Shuimo from the corner of her eye and said faintly, "Shuimo, perhaps what I just said is inappropriate. However, did you realize that you are too reliant on Mr Ye?"

Dependence? Is there? Did she rely too much on her brother?

"Although with your current relationship, relying on you is the right choice, relying on you too much will make a man very tired."

She was no longer in the mood to listen to the rest of his words, but her heart was in shock. Did she really rely too much on her brother?

In the villa area, Ye Shuimo saw that there was no light in her house and knew that her brother had not come back yet.

"Looks like Mr Ye isn't here. Do you want to go to my house?"

"No need, thank you for your invitation today. Goodbye."

Ye Shuimo got off the car in a hurry. Her back was a little embarrassed from running away.

She put on her slippers and turned on the light. The empty living room was filled with loneliness, and even the air was cold. She wanted to go upstairs, but the dining room was brightly lit.

"Big brother?"

The dining room was empty, but the table was filled with dishes. She picked up a piece of foie gras and put it in her mouth, feeling surprisingly good.

"It's really quite delicious. Was it made by a hotel chef who hasn't eaten nearby?"

She ate another piece and called out twice. There was a sound upstairs, but no one answered.

He went upstairs and pushed open the main bedroom. There was no one inside, so he went back to the study. As soon as he pushed open the door, he was immediately embraced by someone.

"Brother? "Why don't you turn on the lights?"

The only response she got was to hug her tighter and tighter. She was a little worried, so she stopped struggling.

"I'm fine."

Hearing her voice, she heaved a sigh of relief, "I just ate something from the restaurant. It was very delicious. Which hotel did you buy it from?"

"Is it delicious?" Ye Miao let her go and sat on the sofa in the study.

Ye Shuimo, who had already gotten used to the light, followed him in and sat down. "What's going on?"

"Shuimo, do you think I've restrained you?"

Ye Miao thought about it for a long time. Perhaps he and Ye Shuimo grew up together, and he used to treat her like a younger sister. It was inevitable that he would continue to treat her this way in subsequent relationships.

Ye Shuimo felt that this situation was rather awkward and she didn't know how to reply to it. On the contrary, she was quite surprised that the other party would have such an idea.

They looked at each other in the dark when they heard the phone call from downstairs. Ye Shuimo got up and said, "Who else would call at this late hour? I'll go pick it up."

Escaping from the study room, she went downstairs in a flustered state, thinking about what her brother had just said.

That's why she had always felt that she was too reliant on her brother. Did her brother also feel that he was restraining her too much?

The call was from Ye Bo, "Young Master is also here, right?"

She nodded. "Yes."

"Is dinner all right?"

Although she felt it was strange, Ye Shuimo still agreed.

"I hid it from you before, Young Master secretly went to register for the cooking class, and I was startled. You didn't know that he was the only man in the entire cooking class, at first I didn't understand, but later he finally decided to tell me, because he wanted to cook for you."

Ye Shuimo felt her scalp go numb. "Then the reason why he kept disappearing for the past month?"

The latter replied, "That's right. Actually, young master must have been very independent since he was young, so he would be even more sensitive. He's not used to relying on others. He's also learning how to fall in love."

After hanging up, Ye Shuimo walked into the dining room. The dishes on the table were already completely cold. The reason she came back early today was to cook for her.

She had hurt him.

In the dark, Ye Miao heard the footsteps behind him, so he got up and stubbed out his cigarette, then went to open the window.

Ye Shuimo turned on the lights and struggled to place the dishes on the table. "Come and help me quickly. I'm starving to death and still haven't eaten."

Surprised, he turned around and saw that she had picked up a big stack of food. He stopped her, "Stop eating. Go out and eat something hot."

"I don't want it." Ye Shuimo swallowed her saliva. "Isn't learning food supposed to be something a girl should learn?" You are becoming more and more outstanding, what about me? "

A trace of uneasiness flashed across Ye Miao's face, he turned his face away, "Nothing much, didn't you want to eat something delicious?"

Ye Shuimo walked a few steps quickly and wiped her mouth. She stood on her tiptoes, but could only reach the other person's chin. She was upset. "You're so annoying. I wanted to kiss you secretly."

The latter laughed and lowered her head as she slowly approached. Her thin lips deliberately paused as she neared her lips. Then, she turned around and kissed her forehead.

"Your mouth is greasy."

He picked up his chopsticks and started to eat as well. Ye Shuimo froze for a second before sitting down to eat as well.

The atmosphere was a little quiet. Ye Shuimo was stuffing random things into her mouth and occasionally sneaked a peek at the person opposite her.

It was so touching to hear about cooking for her, but she didn't know how to express her gratitude.

He wanted to say thank you, but when she finished brewing, Ye Miao had already stood up and came downstairs with an empty plate. He looked just like usual.

She followed him downstairs and sat on the sofa. She waited for Ye Miao to put all the dishes into the dishwasher before coming out. Just when she was about to speak, the doorbell rang.

She opened the door and saw Lin Feng standing outside, holding a Lunch Box. "Seeing that your family's lights were still on, I came in and made some dessert. I hope you don't mind taking it."

"I'm going upstairs."

Ye Shuimo looked on helplessly as Ye Miao went upstairs, as if a good atmosphere had been broken.

"What happened to him?" Lin Feng asked even though she knew the answer.

"Nothing, come in first."

Lin Feng entered and sniffed. "It smells so good."

Ye Shuimo also sniffed and felt satisfied. "Yes, he cooked it himself. I think it's very good." After saying that, he felt rude again, "Sorry, I wasn't saying that you weren't in a good mood."

"I'm sorry, but can you please go back today?"

After sending Lin Feng off, it was already very late. In the end, she didn't have the time to thank him.

Thinking about Ye Miao's final image, Ye Shuimo couldn't sleep, so she quietly sat up and ran to get her medical kit. She squatted on the ground and secretly observed the sleeping person.

Seeing that the other party's hand had a new wound, she carefully applied medicine on it, occasionally checking to see if the other party had woken up.

"Bind me a little more," she whispered. "If one day you leave me alone, what will I do?"

"Nope."

The eyes of the people who should have been asleep lit up, they were not sleepy at all.

She suddenly stood up and almost tripped and fell on the medicine box beside her. Ye Miao quickly pulled her and the two of them fell into the bed.

"Lick."

Ye Miao pressed him down, stretched out his index finger that was not coated with medicine, and pointed at the lips of the person in front of him.

Ye Shuimo's face was flushed, but she did not resist. She opened her mouth slightly and took a sip.

Ye Miao's eyes darkened as he slowly stirred. When he took it out again, his index finger had gained a bit of luster.

"Shuimo, Shuimo." The deep voice shook along with it, like a spell.

The next morning, having a reason to stay in bed, Ye Shuimo pointed to the dishes on her phone and said carelessly, "I want to eat this."

With the purpose of giving her whatever she wants to eat, Ye Miao took the iPad and glanced at the dozen or so raw materials. After looking at them for a while, he silently brought the iPad downstairs. After half an hour, he carried the ordinary porridge dishes.

Although Ye Miao had learned how to cook, both of them were very busy. Unless it was the weekend, most of them were hotel chefs who came to cook.

In the blink of an eye, one month had passed, and the weather became increasingly hot. The Ye Group was also approaching the peak of the recruitment season, and a large number of graduates wanted to enter the largest enterprises and work, so their starting points were already relatively high.

At noon, Ye Shuimo opened the lunchbox. Ever since she said that she was sick of eating the food from Ye Group Restaurant, Ye Miao had cooked for her.1

Ye Bo came in and saw the rich cuisine in the lunchbox. He said with a sigh, "It looks pretty good."

"Uncle Ye, do you want to try it?" Ye Shuimo was just being polite, she wanted to monopolize the dishes cooked by her brother!

Ye Bo nodded. He went out to get a pair of disposable chopsticks from his secretary, picked up a piece of lotus root and chewed it, "Not bad. Young Master Ye is not only a computer expert, but you also have a talent for cooking."

Ye Shuimo felt a little embarrassed. Compared to her brother who learned everything, she was more like a bug.

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