Domineering Husband Spoils Me:Just a Little Bad

Ye Chengxin said, don't I even know how to drink tea?

How can I teach you?

Although Ye Cheng said that in his heart, he was afraid that it would become a joke in front of Xia Youning. So he would drink it again with a very elegant posture, but he was still very uncomfortable.

Because Xiuyu is sitting opposite him and drinking tea, Xia Youning still looks at Xiuyu.

Why do you keep watching like this?

And the eyes were full of appreciation.

Even he felt that even Xiuyu was a little uncomfortable.

Xia Youning looked at it and suddenly said, "Xiuyu, it's so nice of you. The more I look at you, the better."

Praise without stint! This kind of treatment is not even available in Yecheng.

Ye Cheng's face turned red from black. Of course, it was not shy red, it was red with Qi.

No, he has to stop it now.

"Xiuyu, just now you said you had something to ask me. Let's get down to business."

Ye Cheng's tone is serious.

Xiuyu put down his tea cup and looked at Xia Youning beside him. Xia Youning still looked at him with a smile.

Xiuyu laughed awkwardly.

Ye Cheng's slender fingers knocked on the table, "we men want to talk about business, you avoid it."

I thought that Xia Youning should get up at once.

She just looked at Ye Cheng and Xiu Yu and said with a smile, "you talk about you. I'm not an outsider."

Ye Cheng was so angry that a mouthful of tea almost came out. Smelly girl, you are not an outsider in front of me. How can you not be an outsider in front of Xiuyu?

How close are you to him?

Ye Cheng's eyes are red with anger. He looks at Xia Youning. He doesn't know that Xia Youning's hands reach out to Xiuyu's head and rubs it twice, which makes Xiuyu a little shy.

Xia Youning said with a smile: "he is younger than me, just like my brother. Didn't you hear him call me sister Xia all the time? What's the point? "

Ye Cheng couldn't stand it any more, so he finally had to say, "Xiuyu, just say it, it doesn't matter."

Xiuyu looked at Xia Youning and Ye Cheng, "it doesn't matter. What did I say?"

"Go ahead." Ye Cheng lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

"Mr. Ye, what I'm talking about is really purely my private affair. I'm sorry to trouble you, but it's too important for me."

Ye Cheng nodded his head and motioned Xiuyu to continue.

"In a few days, my father will come. My father's name is Xiu Yimin."

Xiuyimin?

Ye Cheng is tiny a Leng, can't see, repair Yu this kid so low key.

Xiuyimin, a well-known Chinese American entrepreneur who has been doing business overseas, is nearly 60 years old this year.

Xiuyimin is a senior figure that Ye Cheng looks up to. Although he has never dealt with him, he has a great impression that his character is first-class in business.

Ye Cheng immediately looked at Xiuyu more.

Xiuyu said with a smile: "Mr. Ye, I know if you doubt that I'm bragging, but actually what I said is true, but I don't look like my father, and I don't have my father's business brain."

Ye Cheng flicks his ashes. He can't be wrong. Although Xiuyu is really much worse than his father, as he said, he is still young, so he can't say he can't.

"Well, your father knows that you are hiding your identity to start your own business in China? As far as I'm concerned, President Xiu has only one son. If that's right, it's you. With your huge property, how can your father let you come back to make a fool of yourself? "

After Ye Cheng asked, Xiuyu immediately lowered his head in shame.