The Young Master’s Bride

Chapter 50: He took her hand

I don't know why Li Beichen said he found it.

Ye Qingge felt that the person he said he found was himself.

"Bring it back and have a look, it's almost married!"

Li Ximing glanced at Ye Qingge, how he liked it.

"Uncle, did you really find my aunt? Is it pretty?"

Li Nancheng was surprised. Didn't the uncle be with Feng Yan?

"It's okay, as old as you!"

Li Beichen clamped a piece of ribs, looked at it, and then put it in his mouth.

Ye Qingge bit her lip, she was as old as Li Nancheng.

Isn't it her for a long improvisation? They say she looks good!

"That would be very awkward to be called Auntie!"

My brother-in-law is a few years older than myself, but after all, he was raised from childhood.

"The change in name will be awkward, just get used to it!"

The meaning of this statement is meaningful.

Ye Qingge found that she couldn't eat a bite.

"The red envelope that I changed my mouth is bigger, I don't care!"

If my uncle has a daughter-in-law, he won't miss his daughter-in-law!

I always feel that my uncle's eyes are full of possessiveness when looking at his wife!

Could it be that he read it wrong?

"Okay, don't give you 100 million at that time, you will not change your mouth!"

The corner of Li Beichen's mouth turned slightly, and he said lightly, with a lazy tone.

"Daughter-in-law, have you seen it? How generous is my uncle? One hundred million! Uncle, I'll change my mind at that time. Don't be fooled by the money, grandpa has to testify!"

How could the simple Li Nancheng know that his brother gave him a set.

Ye Qingge's small face flushed from the topic of having a child, at this time, she was slightly pale.

How could she feel more and more that the person Li Beichen said was herself!

This feeling became stronger when the little hand she put on her leg was held by Li Beichen's generous hand.

Her throat tightened, and she wanted to take out her hand, but she couldn't.

How could he openly do this?

Angrily glanced at Li Beichen who was dining elegantly, Ye Qingge quickly retracted his gaze.

For fear of being seen...

"Well, I testify!"

This grandson of my own is too simple.

"Nancheng, you are not short of money, there is no need to make such an agreement with my uncle."

Li Beichen played tricks on Li Nancheng like this, making Ye Qingge feel uncomfortable.

In her heart, Li Beichen is a demon, and Li Nancheng is an angel.

"Hiss..." The little hand being held was severely squeezed by the man, and Ye Qingge exhaled in pain.

"What's the matter?" Li Nancheng immediately put down his chopsticks and asked.

"It's okay, bit your mouth!"

Ye Qingge's weak shoulders trembled, she was restraining herself.

"Be careful, no matter how old you are, you can even bite your mouth while eating."

The more Li Nancheng saw Ye Qingge, the more he liked it. He was so cute!

Ye Qingge's words were so distracted.

After dinner, settling in Li Nancheng, Ye Qingge went back to the room.

In the room with no lights, there is a red dot on the sofa, which is bright and dark...

A faint smell of tobacco lingered in the room.

Ye Qingge's heart tightened and turned on the light, she actually saw Feng Yan sitting on the sofa, looking at her.

Ye Qingge was really frightened, and quickly closed the door.

"You are crazy, why are you... in my room? Did you go wrong? Li Beichen's room is opposite."

Ye Qingge thought Feng Yan came to Li Beichen, but he went wrong.

"If I didn't answer my call, I turned it off..."

Playing with the mobile phone in his hand, Feng Yan's soft voice made the night even colder.

There was an unknown light in Taohua's eyes.

"Feng Yan, isn't this phone just for positioning? I don't need to answer your call, right?"

Why can't it make sense with the two of them!

In fact, the reason why Ye Qingge shut down was because of fear.

Feng Yan must have misunderstood Li Beichen doing something like that to her in the car.

"Did you let him touch you?"

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