Provoked by a wealthy family, the emperor's confused wife

Chapter 38
Ye Weiwei swallowed, hating herself for being easily confused by Fan Mubei's body.With a flick of his head, he curled his lips and said sarcastically: "Are you afraid that people will say it after you have done it? It doesn't matter who said it, what matters is what you did yourself! Miss Fang is beautiful, and her family background is good, who will not be tempted after seeing her?" ?”

Fan Mubei focused and remained silent, staring at her and pursing his lips, Ye Weiwei stubbornly turned his face and ignored him.After a while, a pair of warm hands reached out and took her hand: "I didn't go to see her."

Ghost letter!They all got in the same car and still opened their eyes and talked nonsense!When she is blind.Ye Weiwei shook off his hand vigorously, patted his fingers as if he was afraid of getting dirty, and grinned: "Members of the secret team will go to the exclusive court for lying!"

"It's up to you." Fan Mubei wanted to take her into his arms with a hook, but Ye Weiwei avoided him like he was avoiding the plague, just refusing to get close to him.

The two pulled up on the bed, Ye Weiwei was his opponent, and was hooked into Fan Mubei's arms by a big palm, hugged tightly with two iron arms, and let out bursts of contented sighs.I missed her after only a day without seeing him, and my body ached from thinking about her.The moment I touched her body, my heart was extremely satisfied and filled little by little.

Sucking her hair, he easily reacted to her but didn't want to do it when she was still angry, he panted slightly, and said softly: "Wei Wei, President Fang invited me to a family dinner last night, I have a temporary task, Did not go."

It's not that there is a temporary task, it's that he can't hold anyone else in his heart except her.Not wanting to embarrass the meeting, he avoided it with an unimportant task.

Of course Ye Weiwei didn't believe it, the two of them left in the same car and came back in the same car, isn't Fang Ziyi's own confession not enough?Fan Mubei thought of her as a three-year-old child.

Struggling with all her strength, she finally softened out of breath, already feeling Fan Mubei's restless hand on her body...

A pair of hands that touched Fang Ziyi...

Thinking of this, Ye Weiwei's body froze, and when she twisted her body away, she took Fan Mubei's hand and shook her head firmly: "No!"

"You will want it." Fan Mubei was so familiar with her body that her little obstruction could not pose a threat at all.When the electric current hit, Ye Weiwei gritted her teeth and suppressed the trembling and growled resolutely: "Fan Mubei, if you dare to touch me, I will hate you to death!"

With a jerk of his hand, Fan Mubei stopped his hand and raised his head to look at her face.Closing her eyes, Ye Weiwei whispered in an unstable tone: "I... can't refuse you, but my... heart can't accept it. Fan Mubei, let me go!"

With a deep sigh, Fan Mubei withdrew his hand, lowered his head, picked up the clothes and covered her body, his voice was still condensed despite his deep emotion: "Why."

She remained silent, Fan Mubei's lies made her heartbroken, she tilted her face, trying to hold back the tears of disappointment, Ye Weiwei bit her lips and handed him the dormitory relocation form: "Sign this, I need time calm."

The long eyelashes drooped, his gaze cast on the paper, and the next moment he drew it away, scratched his name with a brush, and placed it beside her.He lowered his head and concentrated for a moment, then stood up, put on his mask when he turned around and said in a low and clear voice: "Wei Wei, I really didn't go to President Fang's house, you can ask Shen Hao. Don't leave tonight, I will come back up."

Pull the door and leave.

Looking at the flying and dancing words on the paper, Ye Weiwei felt mixed feelings and couldn't figure out which one.There is more depression in my heart, and I can't get rid of it no matter how I dial it.

As if fleeing away, she didn't dare to live, and the smell of Fan Mubei was everywhere, and she was afraid that she would sink too hard to extricate herself.

Back in the dormitory, she covered her head tightly, and tears finally flowed down. She was still hurt by this situation.

The days that followed suddenly quieted down. Fang Ziyi didn't specifically describe the family banquet, but she was even more cold and hostile to her.Fan Mubei suddenly disappeared, and he was no longer seen on the podium, and even the jeep that he often advertised at the training ground disappeared.

The days are hopelessly peaceful.Holding the SLR camera in her hand, she accidentally pressed the wrong button, and Fan Mubei's masked face suddenly appeared, and her heart sank, as if someone had thrown her hard.

He finally let go, is he going to meet his happiness?Rubbing the fingertips on the mirror, stroking every part of his body, sniffing to force his gaze away.

After hesitating for a moment with her fingertips and pressing down, Fan Mubei's shadow finally disappeared. She raised the camera and took a burst of shots around her, but she had no memory of what was being photographed.

Listlessly carrying the camera bag to the dormitory, Fang Ziyi in a lace dress floated out from the opened door. She was as beautiful as a princess in high heels, and her face was full of happiness.Surrounded by a few reporters from other dormitories, her young face was full of longing, and Xiang sister said: "Oh, I am engaged, so happy."

"Yes, hee hee." Fang Ziyi had two dimples, and her smile became sweeter.

"Come on, I hope you can marry your Prince Charming soon."

"En." Fang Ziyi was surrounded by people like stars holding the moon, and gave her a provocative look, leaving a few scented winds to leave.Ye Weiwei froze on the spot, touched his nose blankly, and fell to the ground with a thumping heart.

She and Fan Mubei are getting engaged?
No wonder he disappeared, maybe he was preparing for the engagement.Today was indeed a good day, but it was the most painful day for her, the day when her father left.

Dad once wrote in his diary: If one day I will sacrifice myself for my career, I hope my daughter Yaya can understand that if she must pay homage, she should smile.

So, every year, she spends the day smiling, trying to laugh.Later, she tried to forget this day, because it was too painful to laugh, but she worked harder to make herself happy, happy every day, because this would be the best gift for her father.

Dad, I don't cry!Wiping away tears vigorously, she turned and walked outside.

Under the setting sun, a lonely shadow sits on the hill, looking into the distance, always with a faint smile on his face.

"Father, I'm sorry, I can't go to your grave to see you in person, I can only talk to you here. Don't worry, I'm living a very good and happy life. See, I'm in the secret team of the Eastern Excalibur Brigade, It looks familiar. Dad, don’t worry, I will hurry up and practice hard, and if I practice well, I can become an international war correspondent like you..."

In the distant observation deck, the telescope turned to this direction, zoomed in, and what I saw was a slender and lonely back.Fan Mubei looked at Ye Weiwei's back for a long time, and finally put it down, turned around and handed the binoculars to Shen Hao and walked down the stairs.

Shen Hao put the binoculars on his face and quickly looked there, retracted them, and followed Fan Mubei's pace. "Boss, are you... Are you in conflict with Miss Ye?"

He paused, turned his head expressionlessly, and glanced at Shen Hao, causing Shen Hao to shrink back and forth in fright.

The body moves again, and the feet land on the ground, striding forward.

"Boss, women rely on coaxing, if you don't coax, you can fly away!" Shen Hao said desperately, turned around, and ran away desperately.Staring at his back thoughtfully for a long time, looking back, the shadow of the mountain in the distance has disappeared.

"One hour of anti-exposure body training, half an hour of back exercises, half an hour of target shooting, and ten laps of swimming training once every three days..." Ye Weiwei kept changing a piece of paper in his hand while walking, and was finally satisfied. Clap your hands and put it away.

This is her improved training plan based on the daily training of the secret group. From today, she will formally train herself according to this plan.

After completing the daily basic tasks, Ye Weiwei tidied up and ran to the team that was undergoing sun exposure training.At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, it was the time when the sun was at its most venomous and scorching. The rows of soldiers' skins were already tanned red, the color of bacon, dripping with sweat.

With a stick in his hand, Ye Weiwei stood upright like a soldier, standing at the biggest end of the sun, facing them far away, with a dignified appearance.

Because of her appearance, the soldiers were slightly loose, and someone almost knocked down the brick of the gun, and was severely reprimanded by the team leader.

Exposure to the sun is not fun. Although it is half the time of the soldiers, it is not easy to endure even for an hour.Ye Weiwei closed her eyes and straightened her waist, tried her best not to let her hands tremble, and the sweat flowed down.

After finally surviving for an hour, she was so tired that she was almost weak, but she only drank a few sips of water and ran to the next training point...practice wasted.Falling kung fu cannot be practiced in a short period of time. Seeing the soldiers leap backwards as high as people, and then slap their backs heavily on the concrete floor, Ye Weiwei clicked her tongue. crack?

Knowing that her back and the concrete floor can't resist, Ye Weiwei chose a grass field with soft soil to practice.She couldn't get off the ground ten centimeters even after jumping several times, but she was not frustrated and kept practicing.I slammed my back into the grass again and again, grinned my teeth in pain again and again, and stood up again and again to continue practicing.

The third item, training target, Ye Weiwei finally made it difficult.She didn't have a gun, and it was even more impossible for the secret team to issue her a gun for nothing.Standing behind the shooting team, she could only imitate their appearance with a stick and lie on the ground to keep an eye on the front, pull the gun, pull the trigger, and fire.

Fan Mubei strode quietly and stopped behind her, concentrating.

Ye Weiwei held a fake gun and didn't notice Fan Mubei's existence until...

"Boss!" Shen Hao carried a gun and handed it over, startling Ye Weiwei with a cry.She suddenly turned her head and saw Fan Mubei behind her, her face flushed with embarrassment, but she stood up generously and saluted him: "Hello, Captain!"

Her alienation made Fan Mubei unhappy for a while, and he didn't express his feelings too much, but asked, "What are you doing?"

"Report to the captain, I'm practicing target shooting!" I answered every question, completely showing the attitude of a subordinate to the leader, so respectful that people are not used to it.

Pursing her lips, without saying a word, she took the gun handed over by Shen Hao and clicked it twice, beckoning to her: "Come here, I'll teach you."

Shen Hao sensibly backed away to hide, not letting his light bulb be too obvious.Ye Weiwei glanced at Fang Ziyi over there, and she was also looking this way non-stop.

They are all fiancée, what else is she involved in!Ye Weiwei straightened her body and put her legs together: "Report to the captain, I don't dare to kiss each other or not!"

(End of this chapter)