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Chapter 257 Chapter 258: Princess Yan Returns (16) (27 more)
During the few minutes that Ye Qingxin was away, the waiter had already served the meal.

Dou Weier and Aunt Zhang are waiting for Ye Qingxin to come back to eat together.

Seeing Ye Qingxin come back, Dou Weier picked up a fork and stuffed some noodles into her mouth, she seemed to understand something, swallowed the noodles in her mouth, and said: "Xinxin, tell me, will the person who wants to kidnap you Could it be someone from the Yan family or the Sheng family?"

"Why do you ask that?" Ye Qingxin was calm, as if she wasn't the one who was almost kidnapped before.

"I've heard what Suo Suo said. She said that you have an aunt, and you have a dry uncle at the Yan family. Think about it, if you weren't there, the entire inheritance would belong to them in the future. Now you appear out of nowhere, look Your grandma and your grandma dote on you so much, the family property must be divided among you, what can your aunt and dry uncle do?"

Ye Qingxin was silent.

Dou Wei'er said again: "If it's on my head, I don't want half of the family property to be divided inexplicably. It's fine if the family is ordinary and doesn't have much money. The property of the Yan family and the Sheng family are all in the form of 'billion' As a unit, not to mention half, even one thousandth is enough for three generations of ordinary people to live comfortably.”

Dou Wei'er was talking, and found that Ye Qingxin became more and more silent, and later realized that what she said seemed inappropriate, and immediately changed her words: "I just said it casually, it may not be true, don't take it seriously... "

Ye Qingxin raised her hand and shaved the broken hair around her ears, smiled, and said, "What you said makes sense."

Aunt Zhang looked at Ye Qingxin from the side, hesitating to speak.

Ye Qingxin noticed, "Say what Aunt Zhang has to say."

Aunt Zhang held the chopsticks, opened and closed her mouth a few times, and said, "It's not a big deal, but one time, when I got up at night to drink water, I bumped into Song Yuting, who was next to Mrs. Yan, secretly making a phone call in the hallway, saying don't force her She said she had to think about it, I didn't want to eavesdrop on other people's privacy, I turned around and wanted to leave, but she found out..."

"... When she saw it was me, the expression on her face became very flustered. At that time, I just thought that I appeared behind her in the middle of the night and frightened her. I just heard Miss Dou's words, and when I think about it again, I feel a little bit wrong."

"Song Yuting's expression when she saw me was the panic of being knocked out for doing bad things, not the fear of being simply frightened."

Ye Qingxin frowned upon hearing this, and unconsciously tightened her hand holding the fork.

In my impression, Song Yuting next to Mrs. Yan has always been very kind and kind, and she also tried her best to serve Mrs. Yan, considerate and thoughtful, not like a person who would have evil intentions.

But there are no absolutes in the world, and sometimes it is difficult for people to maintain their original intentions, especially when there are external forces.

Ye Qingxin put down her fork, feeling a little bit hungry.

After thinking about it, she told Aunt Zhang, "Don't tell others about this, just pretend you don't know anything, and do whatever you want with Aunt Song."

Aunt Zhang said, "I haven't told anyone about it."

"However..." Ye Qingxin spoke again, with a serious tone: "Aunt Song, please be careful, don't make it too obvious, try to be as natural as possible, if there is anything unusual about her, tell me immediately."

Infected by Ye Qingxin's serious tone, Aunt Zhang nodded solemnly, "Understood."

Dou Weier: "Xinxin, you are suspicious..."

Dou Wei'er also knew Song Yuting who was beside Mrs. Yan.

Ye Qingxin said: "It's not suspicious, but it's always right to be careful."

About 10 minutes later, Jing Boyuan appeared at the door of the tea restaurant.

The man is tall and has long legs, plump and handsome, with a dignified and steady temperament. The elegant attire on his body shows his taste and demeanor. As soon as he appears, he becomes the focus of the audience.

There were neither too many nor too few people in the tea restaurant, and most of them were women. Ye Qingxin could clearly sense the amazement and admiration in the eyes of everyone on Jing Boyuan.

Dou Wei'er looked at the man who walked with aura and aura, then glanced at the tea restaurant, and joked: "Xinxin, you should take good care of your boss, so that you won't be hooked away one day."

Ye Qingxin smiled: "If you can be hooked away, it's not worth watching."

Dou Weier rolled her eyes angrily when she said this.

Jing Boyuan didn't approach, and Dou Weier could still say a few jokes, and when he came to him, she was scared.

The man's aura is too strong, making people restless.

Ye Qingxin got up, looked at some men who were busy with travel and dust, and knew that he must have come here from some occasion.

Jing Boyuan didn't say a word, he looked her up and down twice with his deep eyes calmly, making sure that she was unharmed, the tight lip line loosened, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"That...Xinxin, I won't bother you guys anymore. I just remembered something else..." Dou Weier got up and wanted to slip away. After finishing speaking, she casually said "goodbye" to Ye Qingxin and Aunt Zhang, and then turned to Jing Boyuan said "goodbye" politely, picked up his bag and shopping bags, and left as quickly as if he was on a hot wheel.

"Actually, you don't need to come here, I'm fine." Ye Qingxin stretched out her index finger to gently hook the man's index finger, shook it coquettishly, and said, "It's delaying your business again."

Jing Boyuan didn't speak, and raised his hand to touch Ye Qingxin's hair. His palms were thick and felt a little heavy on his head. Such a heavy feeling made Ye Qingxin feel a strong sense of security in his heart.

The little hand she hooked on his finger quietly interlocked with his index finger.

Jing Boyuan keenly noticed that the girl's palm was warm and moist, and his eyes suddenly sank.

Barring a medical condition, a person's palms tend to sweat only when they are nervous or frightened.

Ye Qingxin was afraid.

Regardless of the public situation, Jing Boyuan stretched out his long arms and hugged Ye Qingxin into his arms.

Ye Qingxin hugged the man's waist, clasped her hands tightly at the back of his belt.

The emotions that had been suppressed by her suddenly fluctuated. The calmer she was on the surface, the more frightened she was in her heart.

Almost, she and the children may die today. Even if it is not so serious, inhaling ether into the body will affect the healthy development of the children.

Regardless of the consequences, just thinking about it makes people sweat.

Who is it that wants to treat her in such a vicious way?

"Boyuan..." Ye Qingxin buried her face in Jing Boyuan's chest, smelling his unique scent, an unspeakable emotion welled up in her heart, and she had nowhere to vent, all of which turned into tears and fell on the man's suit superior.

Jing Boyuan supported Ye Qingxin's shoulder blades with one hand, and clasped the back of her head with the other, comforting in a low voice: "Don't cry."

Ye Qingxin knew that she was being hypocritical, but she couldn't control it.

In front of Jing Boyuan, she didn't know when she started to gradually lose control of her emotions, unable to maintain that calmness and calmness in front of him.

Ye Qingxin trembled slightly.

After a while, Jing Boyuan let go of Ye Qingxin, gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks, reached into his arms and took out his wallet to pay the bill, and walked out of the tea restaurant with Ye Qingxin in his arms.

Carrying Ye Qingxin's bag and the perfume given to He Jifan, Aunt Zhang followed behind.

The three left, and there was a murmur of discussion in the tea restaurant.

"That man just now is so stylish, he looks better than those stars in the entertainment industry..."

"Mature uncle and young wife, the picture looks so loving, it can't be done, this old man's girlish heart is bursting."

"How do you know it's the little wife, maybe the little mistress."

"You know what, didn't you see the wedding rings on those two people's hands? It's on the ring finger, OK? If the mistress would be so blatant, that man looks very social. This kind of man pays attention to image most. Wearing a wedding ring will only be worn with your wife."

It was past four o'clock at this time, the sun was hanging slantingly in the west, and the golden sunlight was falling feebly.

Jing Boyuan hugged Ye Qingxin all the way out of the main entrance of the shopping mall, a white Land Rover lay carelessly in the middle, and a traffic policeman was posting a ticket.

Ye Qingxin saw the familiar license plate of the white Land Rover, and was taken aback for a moment.

Jing Boyuan has always been a rigorous person, handling all major and minor matters in an orderly manner, Ye Qingxin has been with him for so long, and has never seen him stop and let go.

There must be something so urgent that he couldn't even park the car in the parking lot in time.

Ye Qingxin turned her head to look at the man who was hugging her and comforting her, and suddenly found that he was only wearing a suit and shirt in this cold weather. When we parted at noon, he was obviously wearing a coat and a scarf.

The tears that had already faded welled up the bridge of his nose again.

Ye Qingxin's eye sockets were a little redder than before.

He came in a hurry.

I didn't even have time to put on my coat, and I couldn't even park my car in time.

He should know that she was not harmed. He should know that the bodyguards Second Uncle hired are very skilled. He must trust them tomorrow to let them protect her.

However, he was still receiving the news that she was almost kidnapped, so he rushed here desperately. This concern made Ye Qing feel warm and heartwarming.

The person who posted the ticket on the white Land Rover was a very young traffic policeman. Jing Boyuan walked over with Ye Qingxin in his arms. When he saw Jing Boyuan, the traffic policeman paused as he stuffed the ticket between the windshield and the wiper.

Jing Boyuan didn't say anything, but looked at the little traffic policeman calmly.

However, the young traffic policeman felt a heavy pressure, and his hands and feet became uncomfortable unconsciously. He swallowed his saliva and said weakly: "Sir, you... your car is not parked correctly, fine, fine... ..."

He is probably just a traffic policeman, and he is not smooth and sophisticated in handling things and speaking.

Jing Boyuan pressed the remote control button, opened the passenger door, let Ye Qingxin sit in, then went around the rear of the car and walked up to the small traffic policeman, stretched out his hand to pull out the ticket from between the windshield and the wiper, very politely Said to the little traffic policeman: "I will deal with it as soon as possible."

A simple sentence reflects Jing Boyuan's respect for others, and also reflects his upbringing and demeanor.

The little traffic policeman was a little surprised. The man in front of him was not easy to provoke at first glance. He thought that this man would be like those handsome people he met before, and he would say a few words to him unceremoniously.

He has just become a traffic policeman for less than a month, and he always wants to show off himself, and he is not as good-sighted as other veteran traffic policemen. Sometimes he will provoke some people who are not easy to offend, and he is taught every time that his nose is bruised and his face is swollen. Some people even directly make a phone call. If he went to the traffic police team, he would inevitably be reprimanded by his superiors.

The man I met today looked more imposing than the ones he met before, and he looked even less talkative, but he didn't expect to receive the ticket so quickly.

People with real status probably know how to be humble and low-key than some people with a little achievement, and they are more open to accepting their mistakes.

(End of this chapter)