Mrs. Huo Pretends to be Weak Every Day

60 Are you a 1982 green tea? The fragrance is so strong.

Huo Shiting was the medicine for her taste buds, so she should take it step by step.

Who knew that after drinking some wine yesterday, she would pounce him relentlessly?!

The problem was that the ninth master liked men! Being done like that by a woman… What if he flew into a rage out of humiliation and divorced her in a fit of anger?

Ye Beisheng held a breath in her throat, and she couldn’t swallow it. However, she couldn’t get it to settle in her stomach as well.

Huo Shiting’s Black eyes flashed and he chuckled meaningfully.

Ye Beisheng was as quiet as a chicken during breakfast time. She usually pestered Huo Shiting for kisses and hugs before a meal but she skipped all of that today. As she ate her tasteless breakfast, she thought about how to explain what happened last night.

At this moment, Uncle Zhang ran in and said, “Ninth master, the Jian family is here.”

Ye Beisheng’s ears perked up.

Jian?

Such a rare family name. She remembered that at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Huo Shiting’s bride, who had escaped from marriage, had the surname Jian.

Huo Shiting’s fingers paused, and he smiled. “What an honoured guest.”

Uncle Zhang asked carefully, “Ninth Master, should we…”

Without waiting for Uncle Zhang to finish, a sweet female voice came from outside the door. “Brother Shiting, why didn’t your maid let me in? Where’s Aunt Chen?”

Ye Beisheng thought for half a minute before she finally remembered who Aunt Chen was. It turned out that she was the housekeeper who had provoked her and ended up being beaten by Ye Beisheng.

She remembered now. Every time aunt Chen saw her, she would say, ‘you’re not even half as good as Miss Jian’. So, this must be the Miss Jian that she was talking about.

That’s strange. She ran away from her marriage and now she has the nerve to visit Huo Shiting’s house?

Huo Shiting narrowed his eyes, which were full of impatience.

Jian Ningxue was the eldest daughter of the Jian family. If she really barged in, the bodyguards would not dare to stop her. She looked at Ye Beisheng with three parts innocence and seven parts coyness.

“Brother Shiting, is this the Miss Ye who married you in my place? Miss Ye looks so good with makeup, unlike me, who doesn’t know how to put on makeup and would leave the house barefaced.”

Ye Beisheng was speechless.

‘Heh, young lady, are you a 1982 green tea? The stench of you being a green tea b*tch is suffocating!’

What was she doing? Was she mocking Ye Beisheng that she could only show her face by putting on makeup? As for her, Jian Ningxue was a natural beauty?

Ye Beisheng smiled, and just as she was about to speak, Huo Shiting suddenly moved.

He glanced at Jian Ningxue and nodded his head calmly, “Yes, no wonder you look so tan. You’d better learn how to put on makeup. Don’t embarrass the Jian family.”

Ye Beisheng was speechless. This green tea b*tch lost in an instant.

Jian Ningxue’s eyes turned red. “Brother Shiting, how can you talk to me like that? Are you blaming me for not marrying you? ”

She quickly looked at Ye Beisheng. “I know that you already have a new wife, so you don’t care about me anymore. But, can’t we still be friends?”

The situation was getting awkward.

This was Ye Beisheng’s first time watching a green tea b*tch’s live show and she really wanted to applaud. However, there were too many people present, so she held back.

Huo Shiting raised his eyes slightly. “Uncle Zhang, see them out.”

Uncle Zhang responded, and Jian Ningxue’s eyes turned even redder. “Brother Shiting, are you going to kick me out of the house? How could you do this to me, just for this woman?”

The corner of Ye Beisheng’s mouth twitched. She felt that she might as well go upstairs and take a nap instead of listening to Jian Ningxue’s prattling.

Just as she was about to leave…

“Ning Xue, don’t mess around.”

A well-maintained and gentle lady walked into the room with a smile on her face. She sighed and looked at Ye Beisheng apologetically.

“Miss Ye, I’m sorry. Ningxue was supposed to marry Shiting. She just got a little emotional. Please forgive her.”

Ye Beisheng raised his eyebrows.

It’s no wonder Jian Ningxue was such a green tea b*tch. It was because the Jian family had an even bigger green tea b*tch.