Xia Fangling takes two teams of tall beauties in red Qipao to Yecheng.

"Mr. Ye, I've chosen them carefully for you. If you need anything, just tell them."

Ye Cheng cold line of sight in front of an empty goblet, only said a word: "hot water."

If ye Cheng needs it, Xia Fangling is about to ask the waiter to pour water, but ye Cheng looks at Xia Youning with sullen face: "say you, what are you doing here? Don't let anyone touch my drinking cup. I feel dirty."

Xia Youning nuzui listen to Ye Cheng roar, heart said, this is to play which.

Xia Youning goes to fetch a kettle and goblet to pour water for Ye Cheng. The attendant next to her goes back quickly. Xia Fangling's face turns red and white. She looks at Xia Youning's ten fingers and delicate posture to pour water for Ye Cheng. She wants to go up and strangle her immediately.

Xia Youning poured the water and handed it to Ye Cheng, "Mr. Ye, the water you want."

Xia Youning ignores Xia Fangling's fierce light. She just hands water to Ye Cheng seriously. The cup is put in front of Ye Cheng. She doesn't know that Ye Cheng's long arm is lifted and the hot water is knocked down. She doesn't know if it's a coincidence that it's all sprinkled on Xia Fangling.

Although it is winter, the reception hall is well heated, and women are all skirts. Xia Fangling may wear a thin perspective evening dress to show her sexy figure, which is as thin as cicada wings.

Xia Fangling originally looked at Xia Youning, did not notice the current situation, until a hot cup of boiling water splashed on her body, she suddenly jumped up in pain.

The waiters around also panic, "Mr. Xia, Mr. Xia!"

Ye Cheng didn't look up at Xia Fangling all the time. At this time, he heard a group of people called "Xia Zong" and felt particularly harsh.

What Xia Zong, the whole one, cheap goods, others don't know, he doesn't know?

Xia Fangling's pain is like a pig's cry. All the people who attended the party gathered around and were indifferent to the glacial face of Yecheng. They didn't dare to ask. Xia Qixiang and Shen Yueping squeezed in from the crowd.

"Fangling, what's the matter with you?" Xia Qixiang saw her daughter holding her body in pain. Then her arms and thighs had several large red spots, and the wet stains on her dress said everything.

While Xia Youning is standing beside Xia Fangling, Xia Qixiang first suspects Xia Youning.

"You son of a bitch, you spilled hot water on my daughter on purpose, didn't you? Do you think she's beautiful and you want to disfigure her? "

Xia Qixiang's angry rebuke makes Xia Youning clench her fist. She didn't spill the water, but does she have to explain? Whatever.

Xia Youning didn't say anything, but ye Cheng folded his long legs: "I spilled the water. Who do you think is the base breed?"

Ye Cheng's voice is declining. Xia Qixiang's face has completely changed color. How can he scold the wrong person? Mr. Ye has always been calm. Let alone a small party, Mr. Ye has never seen anything. This kind of behavior of hitting things by mistake at a banquet can never be attributed to Mr. Ye. It must be the girl Xia Youning, who has grown up with hairy hands and feet.

But when ye Cheng himself said that, Xia Qixiang could only admit his mistake.

Shen Yueping called the doctor to come over to apply scalding medicine to Xia Fangling. Xia Fangling was crying in pain. Ye Cheng raised her finger to her face, which had lost her make-up. She said with a disdainful smile: "it's a waste of boiling water to disfigure this face."

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