Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Whether he marries her or not, she doesn't have much expectation in her heart. After all, she can recognize the reality.

But if he wants the child to be born as an illegitimate child... Ye Qingcheng will find a way to kill the child.

If you don't live a life without a name, birth is inferior. It's better not to be born in this world.

If Dongfang Shijin's attitude is OK, then... Ye Qingcheng will tell him the news in a month.

All the rest depends on his month.

Ye Qingcheng got out of the car. Dongfang Shijin naturally took her hand and put his coat on her shoulder.

As soon as he entered the living room of the villa, ye Qingcheng frowned, and the original sleepy god suddenly disappeared——

The room was filled with the smell of food and the perfume of women.

Ye Qingcheng subconsciously raised his head. The position of the restaurant, the long table was replaced with champagne tassel tablecloth, lit the gold multi head Candlestick, and the candle burned very quietly.

The table was filled with all kinds of delicacies, and even the tableware was replaced with pure silver palace tableware.

High footed Vintage fruit tray with grapes and various colorful fruits.

All the servants put their hands in front of them, respectfully, as if some valuable guest had come.

On either side of the table sat three women.

Mrs. Lena had changed her clothes, a long black lace dress, a black top hat on her head, a small piece of gauze hanging over half of her face, and her golden hair was pulled into her hat.

Havila, who met only this afternoon, has also changed into a rose purple silk dress. Her long light brown hair is pulled up high. She is laughing and chatting with the woman opposite.

Opposite her is a woman who can't see her face.

Hearing the sound from the door, they looked up.

Ye Qingcheng finally saw the woman.

She was wearing a long dark green skirt with a large skirt. Her waist was closed to outline her beautiful figure. Her long dark brown hair was gathered on the left and loosely knitted with a button.

Her face is mature and intellectual. A pair of dark green pupils seem to be dangerous deep holes. Her facial features are exquisite to make people shake God. Especially her makeup also sets off her noble temperament.

"Aubrey, you're here at last."

As if she had just seen it, the woman stood up and walked towards them with her skirt in her hands. As if she hadn't seen Ye Qingcheng, she wanted to hug him warmly.

Dongfang Shijin saw the scene in front of her, and her long handsome eyebrows immediately closed up. This cold and fierce aura could not make her feel afraid at all.

"My aunt said you had something to do. It happened that my flight missed... It rained heavily in Paris. I think it would be nice to enjoy the beautiful scenery with you."

The speaker should be Miss Blanche.

Ye Qingcheng suddenly felt a little chilly.

"Everyone hasn't eaten yet. Are you hungry?" Bai Lanxue walked back to the table with her skirt and stood beside his chair. "Here are all you like... When I first arrived, I wanted to try some delicious Chinese food, but Vera said you like French food..."

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