A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

"Miss Ye, when did you and Mr. Jiang Zhenfu start? Is it because of love, or because of desire?"

"Miss Ye, as far as we know, you and your husband have a very good relationship. Why is there an extramarital affair? Is it forced!"

"Miss Ye, is this the reason why you and Shang Shao divorced!"

"Miss Ye, does Young Master Shang know that you have such an affair with Mr. Jiang Zhenfu? As far as we know, you had a miscarriage a while ago. Is that child Mr. Shang's or Mr. Jiang Zhenfu's?"

Miss Ye, Miss Ye...

A large group of reporters held long guns and short cannons, surrounding Ye Jiaojiao who was suffering so much and her ears were ringing, scrambling to ask questions, but they fell behind.

Click, click, the sound of taking pictures is endless...

Ye Jiaojiao was forced to cry by them.

Those tears that were only used on men, today also had a clearance sale, dripping out without money.

The crying waterproof eyeliner was washed out and blurred, and a dark circle was smudged under the eyelids.

The well-defined and thick black eyelashes were also washed with mascara by tears, and became shorter and looser.

But the black liquid, mixed with tears, flowed down the cheeks.

Like black tears, against the pale face, red lips, and messy black hair... This gives the first impression of a ghost!

"Miss Ye..."

"Don't ask me, don't ask me again! I don't know, I don't know anything!!!"

Ye Jiaojiao suddenly screamed.

She pressed her ears with her hands and held her head, avoiding those people's questioning.

And shook his head vigorously, lowered his head, closed his eyes and yelled: "I was forced, I was forced—ah!!!"

Ye Jiaojiao in front of the camera looked like a lunatic, crying and screaming.

And in the end, the shriek like a hanging voice scared the nearest female reporter, and almost threw the 'elevated cannon' in her hand!

But at this moment, Ye Jiaojiao suddenly fell limply to the ground.

His head hit the corner of the stairs, making a muffled sound.

"Boom..."

Unexpected.

Liu Mengru, who had been standing by the side in a daze, finally got out of the entangled emotions in her heart when she saw her daughter fainted again.

She almost rushed into the circle surrounded by reporters, holding her daughter and crying bitterly.

All of a sudden, the already chaotic scene was pushed into a chaotic chaos!

The reporters were in an uproar.

Looking at each other for a few seconds, they, with their keen news insight, took up their guns and short cannons one after another as if they had been shot with chicken blood, and rushed to take pictures of the "deep love between mother and daughter" in front of them.

Click!

click, click, click...

Another burst of shutter sound flashed.

Ye Tengda, who was always standing on the steps, looked extremely ashen and ugly.

But roots seemed to have taken root under his feet, and he stood there motionless, watching his most beloved wife and daughter, crying like a tearful couple.

But his mind was terribly chaotic, like a bowl of thick paste, leaving only a dazed gray.

He didn't understand why a good feast turned into this way!

On the screen behind him, the ear-piercing voice was still humming.

And the chaotic situation in front of him made Ye Tengda even more upset!

Ye Jiaojiao and Jiang Zhenfu, who were the main culprits, tried their best to shirk responsibility, while the other stayed away and watched coldly.

Ye Tengda, whose heart was so cold, raised his head and looked up into the sky.

Unexpectedly, a beautiful shadow broke into the eyes——