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

Shang Shaosheng received his death gaze and his heart trembled.

He quickly took a step back and said, "Go on, go on, pretend I don't exist!"

He dodged and ran away.

Ling Ye took a deep note of this stupid dog in his heart.

Ai Fei felt that she could no longer sit in this dark place. If she continued to sit there, she didn't know what inappropriate behavior she would do to the handsome man.

He stood up and said, "Mr. Ling, come over and eat meat."

"Ah."

Ling Ye nodded slightly, stood up, and followed her to the center of the yard.

A group of people ate mutton around a stone grill, and the delicious aroma filled the whole world.

Ai Fei picked up a lamb chop and handed it to Ling Ye: "Mr. Ling, would you like to try it?"

Ling Ye took it and took a bite.

The meat is delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Although it is not as good as Ai Fei’s, it is still good.

The scenery is so beautiful, and with a beautiful woman by my side, even if I eat white steamed buns, they will taste delicious.

After eating the roast lamb and drinking the wine, it was already late at night.

The group of people staggered here and there, arm in arm, in twos and threes, and found a place to rest.

The two big bosses, Qin Guangyao and Ling Ye, were able to have a room of their own and went back to their rooms.

Ai Fei returned to the house where she lived as a child, and the toys in the room were still neatly arranged.

There was a wooden horse, a swivel chair, a small table, and a small dressing table made for her by her grandfather...

There was the strange-shaped pebbles, wooden blocks, and withered branches of fragrant trees that my grandmother brought with her from all over the mountains and plains...

There is also a piano that my grandmother loves the most, which is placed in her room.

She lifted the piano cloth and gently stroked the strings with her long fingers. In an instant, memories came flooding back like a spring, and the bitterness came like a wave, filling her entire heart.

The corners of his eyes were red, and he had unknowingly been stained with a strong sense of hostility.

He stood there for who knows how long before the strong hostility at the corners of his eyes slowly receded.

Memories are like blunt knives. If they are too sweet, they will make people feel suffocated by pain.

She turned and walked out of the room, closing the door.

He picked up a sickle, carried a basket on his back, and walked towards the back mountain under the cold moonlight.

As I was walking, I suddenly felt someone behind me.

She turned around suddenly and saw the man with his hands behind his back, tall and straight, standing upright, following her slowly and steadily.

Ai Fei: “…”

"Mr. Ling, why are you still awake so late at night?"

Ling Ye looked at the basket and sickle she was carrying. "The night is long and I can't sleep. I thought I was the only one who couldn't sleep, but I didn't expect Miss Ai couldn't sleep either."

Ai Fei: “…”

"Yeah, I really can't sleep."

Lift your feet and continue walking into the mountains.

Ling Ye followed slowly.

Ai Fei paused, turned around and reminded: "Mr. Ling, it's dangerous in the mountains at night, it's better for you to stay indoors."

Ling Ye raised an eyebrow: "Then why doesn't Miss Ai stay in the house?"

Ai Fei said: "I grew up in the mountains, I'm not afraid."

Ling Ye said slowly, "If Miss Ai isn't afraid, then I'm not afraid either."

Ai Fei: “…”

Okay, as long as he likes it!

Ai Fei continued walking deeper into the mountains, picking a few herbs from time to time and putting them into the basket.

She understands pharmacology and has followed her grandmother to the mountains to collect herbs since she was a child. She knows that there are many rare and precious herbs in the deep mountains that are hard to come by.

He was so focused on collecting herbs that he forgot for a moment that there was someone following him.

Ai Feiwen came across a stream by chance. Seeing the unusual water, a hint of surprise appeared on his brows, and he walked quickly along the stream.

After walking about two kilometers, we saw a pond. The pond was as clear as a jade mirror, with bright red fruits reflected on it.