The president's strong pet, lingering endlessly

Chapter 007: You are a man with a marriage contract. Ye Mufeng woke up early in the morning and heard the parents arguing fiercely in the restaurant. He raised his eyebrows playfully and smiled, and walked casually to the restaurant door. He leaned on the door frame and watched as if he was enjoying a drama. parents.

"If you dare to find her and come back, be careful yourself. Why should I raise that bitch's child? Ye Cheng, do you still have a conscience?" The cursing woman saw her son at the door, stopped and asked again. After saying the words, she immediately put on a motherly smile, "Feng'er, are you awake? Come and have breakfast." As he spoke, he took his son's hand and sat down with him, and told the servant, "Hurry up and get the young master's breakfast. Bring it up."

"Morning, Dad, morning, Mom." After saying hello, Ye Mufeng lowered his head and ate the breakfast served by the servant.

Seeing his lazy son Ye Cheng's originally ugly face became even more gloomy, "Where did you go last night?" Ye Cheng's cold tone didn't affect Ye Mufeng's mood, and he took a sip of coffee gracefully, with a handsome smile of praise on his face , ignoring the father facing him. From the time he could remember, he knew that his parents' married life was not good, and the quarrels never stopped. He was used to this, so he had a strong aversion to the word marriage.

The marriage of two people is nothing more than a combination of power and interests, and he, a combination of money and power, also does not feel any happiness at all.

Ye Cheng slapped the table angrily and glared at him, "Bastard, what can I ask you?" He felt ashamed when he thought that the old man got angry with him because of this brat yesterday in front of his elder brother.

Ye Mufeng put down the tableware in his hand, put down his sloppy look just now, and said to the man in front of him who was glaring at him, "Accompany the client." Then he knocked his head with chopsticks angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? You are not young anymore, stop messing around like this, grandpa was angry with you yesterday, and besides, you are engaged, don't disappoint Cher."

Cher?Ye Mufeng pursed his lips and remained silent. He didn't feel anything about the fiancée arranged by his family. He sneered at marriage. With vivid examples like his parents, marriage was nothing but a heavy shackle to him.

Fortunately, this Chen Jiaxue is still young, and she has to study for a few years before coming back. When she has enough ability, she must get rid of the shackles of Taoism. Although that little girl is good-looking and well-behaved, she still doesn't want to get married.

He coughed lightly and said to his mother beside him, "Don't worry about this, I will clean up the outside world before I get married, and I will never leave an illegitimate child for my future wife. An illegitimate child will bother her." The indifferent eyes he said swept across the contemptuous black pupils of the father on the opposite side, and there was a sarcasm in them.

Ignoring the stern and dark face of the man opposite, he stood up, "I'm full, you two, please continue to eat slowly, I'm going back to the company."

Ye Cheng stood up and looked at the distant figure and cursed angrily, "Nizi." He turned to his wife and accused him, "This is the good son you taught, hmph." After finishing speaking, he also walked away.

Mu Xin also put down the tableware in his hand and shouted at her husband's back, "I've done everything, I'm afraid my son will say it!"

Ye Mufeng was sitting in the car, his eyes fell on a badge on the seat next to him, he picked up the badge with two slender fingers, and handed it to his eyes, the scene from yesterday still echoed in his mind, his pale little face was frightened , soft pink lips...fingers caressing the 1-inch photo, the woman in the photo is smiling slightly, under the photo are the employee's name and number "No. 16, Yan Su." He said softly, Slightly curling his lips, "Yan Su?" He took out his mobile phone and "clicked" on the badge in his hand, "Maple Leaf Hotel at nine o'clock tonight, I want this woman." Pressing the send button with his thumb, he put down the phone and started the car. The Satila sports car speeds down the highway in the bright morning light.