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

Ling Ye: "..."

Careless.

He wanted to test her, but ended up exposing himself.

He said lightly: "We've dealt with each other a few times."

Ai Fei smiled faintly and said, "Assistant Ling is really in a high position of power, and all the people he knows are important people!"

Ling Ye gave her a deep look and said, "Don't you know Miss Ai too? We are friends!"

Although he hid Mr. Ling's identity, the woman in front of him might have hidden more identities.

It’s good that everyone knows it, don’t laugh at others when you are in the same situation!

Ai Fei also looked at him deeply, and suddenly smiled and said, "We are good to each other."

She didn't care what identity he wanted to use to get along with her, as long as he liked it.

Likewise, she just wanted to keep things simple with him.

After all, they are a masked couple. They might go their separate ways after a year. There is no need to know too much about them, and there is no need to be too deeply involved.

Ling Ye heard a hint of keeping distance and not disturbing each other, and he suddenly felt a little lost.

At first, I tried my best to conceal it, fearing that others would covet the Ling family's wealth and glory. But now, it seems that others don't care about wealth and glory at all.

I just want to keep my distance from him.

He looked at her deeply and said, "If I don't want to be with you anymore and want to be honest and sincere with you, what do you think, Miss Ai?"

Ai Fei curved her eyebrows and smiled, "Mr. Ling, distance creates beauty. Life is like a gorgeous robe. If you get too close, you'll see lice crawling inside.

Thank you Mr. Ling for helping me return the horse. I'm going to change my clothes."

After saying this, Ai Fei turned and left.

Ling Ye looked at her slender and straight back, his eyes as deep as ink.

This woman runs away very fast when it comes to love, and plays Tai Chi when it comes to true feelings!

It doesn't matter. There is still a long time to come. Even if she is a piece of ice, he will slowly make her melt.

Just as I was making up my mind, the phone in my pocket rang.

He took it out, looked at it, and pressed the answer button.

A hoarse but powerful voice came from the other end: "Stinky boy, knowing that the master is here, why don't you come over and pay your respects!"

Ling Ye said expressionlessly, "I have something to do today. I will go see Master in person another day."

The other end continued, "It doesn't matter whether you come or not. What's important is, when did you get together with Fei Yatou? Bring her to see me."

Ling Ye raised an eyebrow: "Fei girl? Master is very familiar with her?"

The other end said calmly, "I would like to get to know her, but she doesn't want to get to know me. Bring her to see me, and you can choose any treasure in the master's study."

Ling Ye suddenly felt relieved.

Well, a woman is not just mutual with him, she is mutual with everyone.

Lazily said: "Fei girl has a strong personality. Not everyone can meet her. Master, please wait patiently. When the time is right, I will bring her to see you.

Bye! "

After Ling Ye finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

The old man Rong who was hung up was so angry that he was fuming!

So many visiting cards from young men came in like snowflakes, but he didn't see everyone, but these two were so clueless that he couldn't even invite them!

It's true that birds of a feather flock together. Fei girl actually got together with that brat Aye!

However, they look great together, a talented man and a beautiful woman, very pleasing to the eye!

Ever since he saw Ai Fei, he has been wondering who could be worthy of this girl. Now, seeing that brat A Ye, he seems to be barely worthy of her!

You don't want to see him, right? Wait until his 70th birthday, send out invitations, and see if he'll come over to see you!

Mr. Rong came to Huangshan mainly to look for the relics of his old friend. Now that he had a clue, he didn't delay here for long and quickly got up and left.