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

Ai Fei: “…”

"Of course not, Mr. Ling and I..."

He paused halfway through his speech.

For a moment, she didn't know what her relationship with the man was.

Roommates? Friends? It seemed a bit deeper, since they had kissed, after all.

But it doesn't seem like they're in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship...

Well, the relationship is a little hard to define and describe.

Ling Ye took a step closer, looking down at her from above, his cold aura enveloping her, pressing her aggressively: "What is our relationship, huh?"

Ai Fei looked up at him and suddenly asked, "More than friends, but less than lovers?"

Ling Ye: "..."

Bullshit, they are not even lovers yet, they have already got the marriage certificate, it can’t be any fuller!

He raised his hand, rubbed her head and said, "Silly girl, we have already obtained the certificate, so we are naturally husband and wife.

It's rare for guests to come to our house, how could you let them into the kitchen? We don't treat guests like that!"

As he spoke, he took the kitchen knife from Jiang Ye's hand and said, "Mr. Jiang is a guest, please go out and sit down. I'm here!"

Not only did they take away the kitchen knife from his hand, they also took away the onion from his hand.

Jiang Ye: "..."

He took the onion back with one hand and said, "My sister and I have been friends for many years. We are already familiar with each other. How can I be considered a guest? My sister said that her home is my home!"

Ling Ye walked to the side, put on an apron and started chopping vegetables. He said calmly, "Your sister is right. Our home is your home. Mr. Jiang is new here. I hope you have a good time in Yuncheng."

Jiang Ye also squeezed over to wash the vegetables, and said with a radiant smile: "With my sister here, I will naturally have fun. As long as there is sand in my heart, anywhere is the Maldives."

Ling Ye said coldly, "Mr. Jiang is quite good at deceiving himself."

Jiang Ye: "..."

"This is not called self-deception, this is called appearance is determined by the mind. If there are flowers in the mind, all you see are flowers. If there is feces in the mind, all you see is feces."

Ling Ye said, "Mr. Jiang is the national idol, but it's not good to talk about shit all the time. You'd better be careful, so as not to teach the children bad things."

Jiang Ye: "..."

How could this man choke people to death just by opening his mouth?

How did Feifei find such a person to get married with!

Not wanting to talk anymore, he went closer to Ai Fei and wanted to help her peel garlic.

Ai Fei handed him the garlic in her hand and went straight to marinate the lamb chops.

Jiang Ye finished peeling the garlic and was about to move closer to Ai Fei. Ling Ye brought a basket of onions and stuffed them in his hands. "Mr. Jiang, please peel them for me."

Jiang Ye said angrily, "I'm a guest. Is it appropriate for Mr. Ling to order a guest around like this?"

Ling Ye raised an eyebrow: "Aren't we familiar with each other to the core? Our home is your home, so why do you become a guest again?"

Jiang Ye: "..."

He stood aside peeling onions angrily.

Ling Yao brought Xu Chuyan back and saw that there was no one in the living room and everyone was in the kitchen.

The first time I saw Ling Ye wearing a floral apron and cutting vegetables in a very methodical manner, I almost dropped my teeth in shock.

Before I could even recover from the shock, I turned around and saw the national idol Jiang Ye standing there coolly peeling onions...

National boys, peel onions!

Ling Yao was so shocked that he almost dropped the guitar in his hand.

He stared at the strange scene of two men and one woman in the kitchen. It took him a while to find his breath and coughed, "Hey, I'm back!"

Ai Fei turned around and said, "I'm back. You can play for a while. The meal will be ready soon."

Jiang Ye turned his head and saw a cool boy standing there holding a guitar. He asked suspiciously, "Fei Fei, who is this?"