Chapter 27

Song Qiulian walked in front of her, and spoke to her in a gentle tone for the first time: "Isn't that a matter of time, besides, you are pregnant with his child, so it's only natural for me to be called son-in-law."

"He said he would visit you some other day. He came in a hurry today and didn't bring any presents."

Jingya was not surprised by her mother's sudden tenderness, but an inexplicable desolation rose in her heart. She didn't need a family relationship based on money, and even if she never got it, she didn't long for it.

"Oh, if you don't bring it, don't take it with you. It's the same with the money. It's affordable and easy!" Yu Sanshun rushed to the door regretfully, looking around unwillingly.

She couldn't hide the disappointment in her heart, and she knew it would be like this. If Ye Beicheng hadn't left just now, she really didn't know how she would face such embarrassment.

Even though it was a loveless marriage, she didn't want him to underestimate herself.

From now on, learn to adapt to everything.

Staring at the exquisite gift box in her bosom, Jingya didn't dare to think about tonight's scene, her delicate face was extremely solemn, she and Ye Beicheng had no relationship between men and women, yet she had to act out a scene that others couldn't see the flaws in.

Opening the gift box, what greets the eye is a set of simple and luxurious white dresses, with hand-embroidered patterns of the same color, and crystals, beads, and sequins connected to form subtle gradients of color and brilliance.

She turned over the sign, and the words 'Chanel' were dazzling.

After bowing her head and thinking for a moment, she resolutely put the clothes back into the gift box. At this moment, no one knew what she was thinking about, but she knew what she was going to do next.

Randomly picked a lavender sweater from a pile of clothes on the bed, plus a pair of pure white pants. She stared at the woman in the mirror. She didn't have a gorgeous appearance, but she had a gentleness that ordinary women didn't have.

At 45:[-], Ye Beicheng called ahead of time, Jingya took a last look at her attire, and walked out of the house without any hesitation.

She approached Ye Beicheng step by step, the closer she was, the more clearly she could see the puzzlement in his eyes, when she was in front of him, she stopped and waited to be questioned...

"Why didn't you wear the clothes I gave you?" She knew that he would ask.

"Because that's the real me."

Ye Beicheng reminded: "Tonight is different than usual."

"I know." Jingya smiled softly: "Your parents know my family situation, even if you make me dress beautifully and noblely, I will not change from a sparrow to a phoenix in their eyes."

Yes, that's why she decided not to wear the clothes he sent tonight, she's just a normal woman and Chanel won't make her into someone else.

It is not her style to deliberately dress up and try to make herself worthwhile.

The time was imminent, Ye Beicheng knew her stubbornness, so he had no choice but to open the car door and compromise: "Okay, I respect your idea."

Originally, he was only worried that she would feel inferior, so he sent a set of clothes here in an attempt to make her confident, but now it seems that she is much tougher than he imagined...

The car stopped in front of the Ye family's mansion, and Jingya got out of the car, looking at the majestic building in front of her, both ancient and modern, as if she had seen the aristocratic aura emanating from the two serious faces.

"With me here, don't be nervous." Ye Beicheng stood behind her and comforted her softly.

"You should take it easy. I'm not Snow White, and you're not Prince Charming, so I won't put myself in danger and wait for you to redeem me!"

Heh, there was a faint smile on the corner of Ye Beicheng's lips, she was still in the mood to joke, it seems that he was really worried...

It was still He Rou's father who opened the door, he called out: "Master." Then he shifted his gaze to Jingya.

"Jingya, this is Uncle Hai, the head of the Ye family." Ye Beicheng pointed to Shi Dinghai and introduced.

Yu Jingya nodded slightly, "Hi, Uncle Hai."

"En." Without much enthusiasm, Shi Dinghai responded blankly, and it was considered a greeting.

Walking through the corridors with beautiful scenery, she was not in the mood to appreciate the surrounding environment, thinking in her mind, how far away is the real master if a manager is so eye-catching...

A row of three or five servants stood upright at the main entrance of the living room. They really wanted to see what the future young mistress of the Ye family would look like, but because of the family rules of   "no rules, no rules", they suppressed their curiosity and followed the rules.

"Master..." The servants bowed their heads one after another when they heard the footsteps. Jingya looked at the two rows of drooping heads, and no one dared to lift them up when they were drooping.

Invisibly, before meeting the core characters, she already felt that "Yali" was huge.

The living room of the Ye family is spacious, nearly a hundred square meters. There are many expensive calligraphy and paintings hanging on the snow-white walls. Jingya doesn't know how to appreciate them. The reason why they feel expensive is just based on their feelings...

Following Ye Beicheng's footsteps, he gradually walked towards the dark green European-style sofa. On the left side of the sofa, sat a woman of about 50 years old. The years did not leave any ruthless marks on her face, and her skin was very fair. , white with no trace of wrinkle visible, her hair curled up high, and she was wearing a gorgeous cheongsam.

Looking at it from a quiet and elegant perspective, it really looks a bit like the legendary queen, especially the pair of red phoenix eyes, which reveal a breathtaking sharpness!
"Dad, Mom. Jingya is here." Ye Beicheng stood in the middle of the sofa and introduced to the people sitting on both sides.

Compared with Dou Huayue's sharpness, Ye Guoxian's expression is not much friendly, he is naturally dignified, and coupled with his dissatisfaction with this marriage, his attitude is naturally less enthusiastic than indifferent.

"You are Yu Jingya?"

Mrs. Ye stood up and looked around her. There was no kindness of a mother-in-law seeing a daughter-in-law, but only obvious displeasure.

"Mom, watch your tone."

Dou Huayue's face darkened: "Beicheng, Mom doesn't need you to teach me a lesson."

Ye Guoxian coughed twice, pointed to the sofa and said, "Sit down." He didn't name her, but Jingya sat down cleverly.

"Miss Yu, do you know why my son insists on marrying you?" Ye Guoxian stared at her surprised face with a tense face, hesitating to speak.

"If I'm not wrong, he is because..."

Before Master Ye could finish what he wanted to say, Jing Ya interrupted him in time.

"Uncle, you don't need to tell me, I know."

"Oh?" Ye Guoxian was quite surprised.

"If you want to tell me it's because of Qianxue, then there's no need, because it's not a secret."

Ye Beicheng stood lazily behind Jingya, with his slender arms resting on the back of the sofa. Just now he was worried that she would not be able to handle it, but at this moment, it seemed that his worries were unnecessary.

She definitely has the ability to deal with it.

Mrs. Ye and Master Ye were obviously surprised. They thought that if the woman in front of her knew this and insisted on marrying him, there were only two reasons. First, she loved him so much that she loved him desperately .Second, she has ulterior motives, she wants to have what all greedy women desire.

"Since you know, why do you want to marry Beicheng? Don't you care that the two of you share the same bed at all, and what he thinks about is another woman?"

Dou Huayue asked with a mocking tone, as if she had already determined that what Jingya valued was only the Ye family's property and power.

"Auntie, you and uncle don't need to worry about this. It is impossible for any man to love only one woman in his life. It doesn't matter who Beicheng loved before. The important thing is that I am confident that he will fall in love with me in the future."

With a firm answer and a calm expression, Master Ye sneered, in such an arrogant tone.

If a person pretends well, others will not be able to see the clues, just like at this moment, Jingya pretends to be very good, confident and strong, but only she knows how nervous she is...

Saying that Ye Beicheng will fall in love with her in the future is nothing short of nonsense. He emphasized a long time ago that it is impossible to love her, and he spoke in an extremely firm, affirmative, firm tone!
"Can we have dinner?" Ye Beicheng jokingly shifted his gaze to his parents, he was very satisfied with Jingya's performance tonight.

"It's still early, are you afraid of starving your fiancée?" Mrs. Ye narrowed her eyes.

He smiled, pointed at Jingya and said, "If you don't let her eat first, how can you have the strength to answer your tricky questions?"

Tricky?

Ye Guoxian was very annoyed by his attitude towards him, and slammed down the table, startling Jingya on the opposite side. He had heard that Ye Beicheng's father had a hot temper, so seeing is worse than hearing...

"Are you trying to say that your mother and I are making trouble for no reason?"

The atmosphere suddenly became more tense, and Jingya stared at Ye Beicheng nervously, really afraid that he would say something that shouldn't be said, or that she would be the culprit.

"Dad, your fiery temper really needs to be changed. Jingya came to see you for the first time today, why do you think you are so angry?" Ye Beicheng calmly pointed to the direction of the stairs: "Jingya, you go upstairs first. Rest for a while, I will call you after dinner."

When she heard that she could temporarily avoid the suffocating atmosphere, she stood up as if she had been pardoned: "Okay."

"My room is the third from the left." Ye Beicheng reminded.

Jingya nodded and quickly disappeared before their eyes.

Pushing open the door of Ye Beicheng's room, the first thing that caught her eye was an oil painting hanging above the bed.

Almost at the first glance, she remembered the title of this painting "Abyss".

She approached the bed in surprise, and couldn't believe that Ye Beicheng's room had such an artistic atmosphere.

When she was in college, she saw this painting once in an art gallery. The reason why she was so impressed was that a classmate from the art department told them that there was a short story behind this painting.

The story is about a miller's daughter who fell in love with a young farmer, but the daughter's father firmly opposed it.Trying to bribe the conscription bureau, the young man was arrested and enlisted as a soldier. (Military service in old Russia was lifelong) The girl was deeply disappointed when she heard the news, so she jumped into the pool from the bridge.

At that time, it was embarrassing that the difference in their identities meant that they could not love each other. Now that she was on the scene, she had to admit that for so many years, being in the right family has always been an insurmountable distance...

Turning his eyes to other places, it is indeed Ye Beicheng's room, both in color and style, it is quite tasteful.

There are many photos of himself in the room, and judging from the background of the photos, almost all of them are from abroad.

"Why isn't there a picture of her?" Jingya muttered depressedly, she felt that if a man loves a woman, then there must be a group photo of the two of them in his room, or a photo of her alone.

But she patrolled for a long time, but she didn't see half a woman. Everyone has curiosity, and she is no exception. She is curious about what the woman Ye Beicheng loves looks like?

Before I knew it, half an hour passed, and there was no movement downstairs. Yu Jingya couldn't sit still...

(End of this chapter)

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