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

Ling Ye had a gloomy face, with seven parts disgust and two parts grievance, "Fei Fei, I'm dirty."

Ai Fei laughed out loud.

"Then wipe your eyes."

Ling Ye said, "Help me wipe it."

Ai Fei: “…”

She walked over, raised her hand to symbolically wipe it for him, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's clean. Mr. Ling, please go out first. I'll take care of it."

Ling Ye looked at her smiling face, and the nausea he felt as if he had seen something dirty was finally cured a little.

"Then I'll go out first. Please take care of it, baby."

As he said this, he kissed Ai Fei on the forehead, then walked out without looking around, stepping over Qiao Shuangluo, who was lying at the doorway, stunned by the shock as a wooden sculpture.

Qiao Shuangluo propped himself up and sat up, staring at Ai Fei with eyes wide open: "You, you, why are you here?"

Ai Fei walked over with her arms folded across her chest, looking down at her condescendingly: "Why are you here?"

Qiao Shuangluo screamed, "What does my presence here have to do with you? Why are you here?"

Ai Fei squatted down, looked at her, and sneered, "Of course I was brought here by Mr. Ling. But it was Miss Qiao who knocked Uncle Fu unconscious, tricked Mr. Ling into coming back, and then waited here naked. Did she want to throw herself into his arms and marry him?

Didn't Mrs. Qiao find you a rich husband? You already have a husband, yet you still try to seduce someone else's husband. You women in the Qiao family are truly evil and disgusting, all the same.

You look like you can't leave now, so I'll be a good person and let your rich husband come pick you up."

As he spoke, he picked up his phone, took a few photos of her, and sent them out.

Qiao Shuangluo's face was filled with panic: "You, what are you going to do!"

He wanted to rush over and snatch Ai Fei's phone.

Unfortunately, she had just hit the ground and her bones were still in great pain, so she froze halfway.

Ai Fei ignored her and turned to look at Uncle Fu who had fainted outside.

Qiao Shuangluo yelled anxiously: "Ji Fei, you bitch, you are just a village girl, Brother Ye will never fall in love with you, he is just playing with you!"

"The woman Brother Ye wants to marry is me, and only me!"

"Ji Fei, you're such a fickle woman. You're dating my eldest brother while seducing Brother Ye. You're such a slut!"

"Ji Fei, you slut, you must die!"

"..."

Qiao Shuangluo was unable to move. She was so angry and embarrassed that she started to curse like a shrew.

But she took some Hehuan Powder, and as she kept cursing, her body became limp.

Ling Ye frowned as he heard this outside, and simply called Assistant Fang to throw the man out.

She claims to be a lady from a noble family in Beijing, but behind the scenes she is no different from a shrew!

As expected, what kind of family raises what kind of person. Old Mrs. Qiao herself is not upright, and the granddaughter she raised is not a good person either!

In the past, he made some money by riding the boom of real estate, and was surrounded by people. He looked glamorous in front of others, but his true character could not be seen. However, once he failed, his bad character was exposed.

Thinking about how I had been chased by a woman like this and called "brother" for so many years, I felt as disgusted as if I had swallowed a hundred dead flies.

Assistant Fang followed the president's instructions and came in to throw the woman in. He didn't expect that it was a woman who was almost naked. He was almost scared to death.

He quickly pulled a bed sheet from the side, wrapped the woman in it, and then carried her out.

Halfway through, Qiao Shuangluo struggled to free his hands and directly put them around Fang Tezhu's neck, panting weakly, "Handsome boy, please help me, I'm in pain..."