First Lady

Wei Shuoren's words echoed back and forth in his ears, Ming Ye frowned, could it be that this woman changed after she really broke her brain?

He didn't believe it, he had to observe it himself.

One minute later, Ming Ye withdrew her thoughtful gaze from Bai Ling.

"Since you're fine, what are you still doing in the hospital?"

"You mean I can leave the hospital." [

Bai Ling was overjoyed, her hands couldn't be controlled, she grabbed Ming Ye's arm excitedly, completely forgetting the man's sarcastic insult to her just a moment ago.

Seeing the sudden murderous look on his face.

Only then did Bai Ling realize that she was in extreme danger, she hurriedly let go of her hand, and took five or six steps back until she could no longer go back;

"I'm sorry..."

Ming Ye sneered, thinking that she had really changed, even if she lost her memory, she was still that lowly woman.

"Staying in the hospital makes you continue to seduce men? You can be shameless, but you can't afford to lose face of the Ming family."

Bai Ling lowered her head and clenched her fists. Can she take back that sorry?

Sand pig man to die!I curse you for cutting off your children and grandchildren!

Ming Ye seemed to know that she was secretly scolding him in her heart, she suddenly raised her head, her eyes were as dark as a deep pool, staring at Bai Ling coldly.

Bai Ling only felt a biting chill in her face.

She couldn't help shivering due to the cold, hurriedly lowered her head, and walked obsequiously behind him, never daring to think about anything else.

This man is terrifying, his eyes are sharper than a swiss army knife.

After being looked at by him one more time, Bai Ling felt that she was short of breath.

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That night, Bai Ling returned to the Ming family's mansion, and of course he would not let Bai Ling be his car to go back tomorrow night;

Everyone knows that Mr. Ye's private car never carries women!

Or never carry anyone, including animals.

Not even the woman Iya whom he dotes on unprecedentedly now can't.

Some people say that getting into Ye Gongzi's car is more difficult than landing in Normandy. [

So Ye Gongzi's global limited edition Spyker C8 Laviolette LM85 gallops in front, followed by a group of unified black big gallops.

The arrogance along the way made all the drivers frightened and detoured to scold their mothers, but after glancing at the license plate, they all shut up.