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

"What kind of destined person would give Miss Ai such a priceless treasure."

Ai Fei thought for a moment and said, "This must be the destined person chosen by time!"

If it weren't for fate, this guqin would have disappeared in the raging fire long ago.

Ling Ye scoffed, "Miss Ai's words are truly profound. Mortals like us can't understand them!"

Ai Fei raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Don't understand? That proves that Mr. Ling is not the destined one."

Ling Ye: "..."

A feeling of depression was stuck in my throat.

After a while, he said coldly, "Miss Ai has so many destined people!"

Ai Fei said: "It's okay."

When Ling Ye heard the word "okay", his face suddenly turned dark and ugly.

Just now at the banquet, she said it was okay, and Qin Guangyao threw a treasure at her. Now this treasure is still hanging on the front of the car in disrespect.

The voice broke out from between the teeth: "Miss Ai, do you think everything is okay?"

Ai Fei glanced at him in the rearview mirror and said, "I'm not such a casual person. If I really think it's okay, then it's okay. If I really think it's not okay, then it's not okay."

Ling Ye's heart hehe...

With so many "OK"s hanging on the front of the car, it's clear that it's just evidence that she's just OK!

I just regret that I can't expose her lies. After all, exposing her is equivalent to exposing myself!

Ai Fei saw that he had a stern face, as if someone owed him hundreds of millions.

Concerned, he asked, "Mr. Ling is in a bad mood. Was he scolded by his boss again?"

Ling Ye: "..."

"How do you know I'm in a bad mood?"

Ai Fei looked at his face in the rearview mirror: "It's written on your face, very obvious."

If they hadn't just met by chance, she would have thought that she had offended him.

Ling Ye raised his eyes and met hers in the rearview mirror.

After a moment, he restrained his expression slightly, "Well, I was scolded by the leader. Miss Ai, do you want to comfort me?"

Ai Fei said, "It's not impossible. How would you like me to comfort you, Mr. Ling?"

Ling Ye lowered his eyes, looking at the head that was almost leaning against his chest, and said in a low voice: "How does Miss Ai usually comfort men?"

Ai Fei thought for a moment and said, "Buy him some candy."

If Ai Tang can be considered a man.

"Miss Ai has bought candy for many men?"

"good."

Ling Ye: "..."

He really didn't want to hear "it's okay"!

"I don't eat candy!"

"No candy? Then what would Mr. Ling like to eat?"

"Miss Ai will buy me whatever I want to eat?"

"purchase."

"I want to eat the wonton noodles made by Miss Ai."

Ai Fei: “…”

"Mr. Ling, are you trying to save me money?"

"Well, after all, you said you would buy a private jet to support me, so how can you not save some money?"

Ai Fei: “…”

I almost forgot about this.

"Okay, let's save some money to buy a private plane and go back to make wonton noodles for Mr. Ling."

He turned the accelerator to increase the speed, and the little sheep circled in the alley and soon returned home.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and Grandma Ling and Ai Tang had already gone to bed.

Ai Fei tiptoed upstairs, put her things away, changed into home clothes, and then went downstairs to the kitchen.

Ling Ye took a shower.

I changed into casual clothes and went downstairs, then saw the woman wearing a bear pajamas and a dark green apron, slowly making wonton noodles in the kitchen.

Ling Ye leaned against the kitchen door, watching her busying herself slowly inside, just to cook a bowl of wonton noodles for herself.

The anger that had been suppressed all night suddenly disappeared.

The woman's long hair was still tied on top of her head, but on the way back, a lot of it had blown away, and a few strands of hair fell on her white neck.

Ling Ye stared at those unruly long hairs, staring and staring...