Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

Song Beijing was so consumed by lust for Sister Song that he tossed and turned in the hospital for the entire night.

I rushed to school early this morning.

I don’t want to see Ai Fei riding a scooter with her long hair flowing.

He was furious.

He ran over and blocked her way.

Seeing her rosy face, as fresh as the peach blossoms on the branches in March, and not like my elder sister who was crazy and miserable because of not having a man, my anger was about to burst out!

"Ai Fei, you obviously drank milk tea and took Chinese medicine, but you're fine. I guess you made love with a man last night!

You've been dating me for half a year, but you wouldn't even hold my hand. Instead, you went to bed with a random guy you just met. How much do you need a man?

Sister is right, you are a slut. You can tell at a glance that you are not content with your life. No man would be willing to marry a slutty woman like you!

That wild man is willing to marry you only because he is attracted by your house!"

Ai Fei's eyes were filled with impatience.

"Is Mr. Song finished?"

Seeing her calm and cool appearance, Song Beijing became even more angry and reached out to pull her.

"Ai Fei, it's not too late for you to beg me now, otherwise, you, an orphan girl, will definitely be deceived by that wild man and become a scumbag!"

Ai Fei dodged his evil hand.

"I was willing to be deceived by him, what does it have to do with you? Mr. Song, please take care of yourself and don't block my way next time."

Otherwise, her wheels would have run over his face.

Song Beijing approached step by step.

He lowered his voice and said, "Ai Fei, don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit. I am now a counselor at Yunda University. It is more than enough for me to get an orphan like you!"

As he said that, he reached out and wanted to pinch Ai Fei's cold and beautiful chin.

The woman he had been coaxing for half a year without being able to touch her, suddenly went to bed with another man. It was like the meat right in front of his mouth was eaten by someone else first. He was very angry!

Ai Fei's eyes turned cold, and she turned her wrist slightly, and a silver needle was already pinched between her fingers.

He was about to cripple his hand.

I don't want to do that at this moment.

A cold, white, slender hand reached out and grabbed Song Beijing's wrist.

"I wonder what Mr. Song wants to do with my wife?"

The voice is not loud, but it is sharp and compelling.

Song Beijing felt as if his wrist bones were about to be broken, and his face turned pale with pain.

Looking at the extremely handsome yet frighteningly fierce man in front of her, she said in a trembling voice, "You, you let go!"

There was a click.

Ling Ye pushed him away with one hand.

Then he took out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket and began to wipe his hands slowly.

That look of disgust was as if he had just touched a piece of shit.

Ai Fei glanced at him and took out a pack of wet wipes from her denim backpack and handed it to him.

"Use this, the disinfected one."

Ling Ye took a look and reached out to take it.

Then he picked up the wet tissues and wiped his fingers carefully one by one.

Calm and composed, with a good posture.

Seeing the two of them cooperating so well together, Song Beijing felt angry, furious and hurt, and his face was almost twisted with anger.

Looking at Ling Ye, he gritted his teeth and said, "Ai Fei is just a worn-out shoe that I don't want anymore. I never thought someone would be willing to pick it up and wear it!"

Ling Ye raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Condescending.

"We've been dating for half a year, and we haven't even held hands? Mr. Song looks like someone who's in love but can't get it, and has turned love into hate."

Song Beijing choked and his face turned purple to the color of liver in an instant.

Ling Ye looked at Ai Fei.

"Where to go? I'll take you there."

The tone was somewhat displeased and unyielding.

Ai Fei said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Ling. You don't have to see me off. You are busy."

After saying that, he supported the scooter with his straight, thin legs, stepped on the accelerator, and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, someone grabbed my collar again.

Ai Fei turned her eyes away.

Looking at the man's handsome but cold face, she asked gently, "Mr. Ling, is there anything else?"

Ling Ye's dark gaze fell on her waist.

She was wearing a shirt with a strong sense of design today, with a hollowed-out area on both sides of the waist.

Because her hands were supporting the electric bike, there was no cover from her hands, so her snow-white skin and slender waist could be clearly seen.

Just now, the man surnamed Song had been looking up at her, and even wanted to make a move towards her.

He raised his hand, took off his suit, and put it directly on her.

He said in a deep voice: "It is because you are not upright that you repeatedly provoke scumbags. Miss Ai, remember to dress neatly next time you go out."

After saying that, he turned around and got into the car.

The black business car drove away.

Ai Fei: “…”

Not right yourself?

What's wrong with her?

I remembered the man's meaningful and suggestive look just now.

She slowly lowered her eyes and looked at her waist.

Ok.

I saw that my shirt was in good condition, but two hollow "hearts" were cut out at the waist.

Ai Fei: “…”

Little guy Ai Tang is itching to do something again.

Whenever the kindergarten arranges handicraft classes, she will definitely have to pay for a few shirts.

Put on Ling Ye's loose suit.

Then he stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

Seeing the two of them being so affectionate and Ai Fei even wearing a man's shirt, Song Beijing was so angry that he became like a black chimney when he stood there.

Ling Ye, who was sitting in the car, still had a gloomy face, while Assistant Fang beside him glanced at his circle of friends.

Suddenly I saw a short video.

Shocked, he said, "Hey, why does this girl who saved people look so much like Madam?"