Scheming Billionaire's Cute Wife

Night Xuan's eyes fell on Yu Feifei, and he saw that Yu Feifei's face was a little hot.

Does silence embarrass them? Yu Feifei subconsciously pulls out a topic: "by the way, isn't today your birthday? How can I be the only one to celebrate your birthday?"

"There's nothing to celebrate." Yexuan shook his head.

When he was a child, his birthday was only celebrated by his mother.

Later, when his mother died, he gradually forgot his birthday.

If Yu Fei hadn't asked unintentionally a while ago, he would never have remembered what day it was today.

"You are a real person. If you know, Xi Xi will buy you cakes and prepare for the party." Yu Feifei was angry.

Yexuan nodded: "Miss Yun is a good person."

Yu Feifei can't help but laugh. When other boys and girls are together, they all try their best to open up the topic. How come they and yexuan try their best to open up the topic, and yexuan spits out a few words each time?

"So, as long as you are willing to make friends, there will still be many people willing to care about you." She thought about it and went on.

In fact, she guessed that yexuan's original family may not be very happy. They have been friends for so long and often chat with each other, but she never heard yexuan mention his family, which is enough to explain the problem.

"Miss Yun is a master, not a friend." Night Xuan shakes his head to correct.

"You are not her bodyguard now. How can she be your master?" Yu Fei was puzzled.

"Yu Shao's girlfriend, like Yu Shao, is also my master." Yexuan explains.

"Oh..." Yu Feifei joked, "what about me? I'm Xi Xi's best friend. Can I count myself?"

Ye Xuan shook his head and answered seriously: "Miss Yun is a half night family, but you are not."

He always talks a bit methodically. Yu Fei guesses that maybe he has been around the iceberg of yeziyu for too long and is used to being serious.

If it's someone else, Yu may not even bother to keep talking.

But yexuan He is different from others.

The more familiar Yu was with him, the more positive and kind he felt.

"So it is," she nodded. "I see. You work for the night family. All the night family are your employers, isn't it?"

Night Xuan "Er" a, long eyelashes under a pair of eyes, in the sun is very clear.

He was silent for a few seconds and asked, "Miss Yu, am I a very speechless person?"

"Yes, of course," Yu Feifei couldn't help chuckling, "but it's also your characteristic. Nowadays, many boys are glib, and there are not many dull boys like you. By the way, don't call me Miss Yu any more. Can't you just call me Yu Feifei? "

Sometimes looking at yexuan, Yu Fei doubts whether he was an ancient scholar in his last life.

Not only is he like a scholar, but he is also like a man with red lips and white teeth. If he changes into an ancient costume, he will come out of a book or a TV play.

"I really don't know why your family doesn't sign you as an artist. Just because of your beauty, you can catch up with those little fresh meat." Yu added.

Yexuan looks at her in surprise.

He had always felt that he was plain, neither good nor bad, and no one had ever made such a comment on his appearance.

Yu Feifei saw his surprise: "why, do you think you are ugly?"

"Compared with Rui Shao and Yu Shao, people like me are too ordinary." The night Xuan answers.

"How biased is your self-awareness?" Yu Feifei couldn't believe it.

Although the appearance of yezirui and yeziyu is really impeccable, yexuan is a little worse, but it's just a little worse. How can he say it's so common?

Such a handsome guy as yexuan has red lips and white teeth. No matter where he stands, he is conspicuous.

They are all handsome guys. How can we strictly divide them into three, six and nine grades? It's just that radishes and vegetables have their own love.

Yu Feifei felt that yexuan had too little self-confidence, so he decided to help him.

Looking around, she quietly pointed to a few young girls not far away and motioned yexuan to look there: "you see, from the second you entered this amusement park, those girls have been looking at you."

The night Xuan turns a head, is to go up the line of sight of those girls.

Two of them were obviously shy and immediately looked away.

The others were pleasantly surprised to say hello to him, and even seemed to come over to ask for a mobile phone number.

The night Xuan is surprised.

This kind of vision he is very familiar with, but every time is in Yu less or Rui less appear, he will see, unexpectedly also someone will take this kind of look at himself.

Maybe it's because when you go out, you often want to protect the safety of others, and subconsciously pay attention to whether there are sneaky people nearby, so this kind of vision will be selectively ignored by yourself."Yu Shao and Rui Shao belong to the brilliant type. If you follow them, it may be easy for people not to see your light, but so what? Gorgeous has gorgeous good, simple has simple good, in fact, many girls like you this kind of

Yu could not tell whether he was comforting him or encouraging him.

She has a straight temper and says what she thinks. Now she only thinks that yexuan's self-awareness is biased. She doesn't want him to be such a handsome guy and feel inferior.

Yexuan stared at her.

No girl has ever said such a thing to him. Indeed, he has always been with Yu Shao and Rui Shao. Yu Shao and Rui Shao are so excellent. By contrast, he seems so ordinary. Who will notice him?

Over time, he was used to such a life.

Now, someone tells him that he is also very good and worth liking.

"And you?" Night Xuan asked involuntarily, "what kind of boy do you like?"

"Ah?" Yu Feifei reacts, his heart beats suddenly, and he can't help holding his breath when he looks at him.

"You Is there any particular type of preference? " Yexuan felt his face was a little hot.

He never knew that some words were so difficult to say. When he was around Yu Feifei, he seemed to think more than usual. There was a subtle emotion in his chest, and he didn't know how to express it.

"What specific type do I like?" Yu Feifei pretended that nothing was wrong and waved his hand carelessly. "I like this kind of facial control. I only like good-looking ones. I don't have any requirements for types!"

It's a big lie.

She knew very well that the person in front of her was her favorite type.

Or maybe, like has nothing to do with the type, I just like him, so even at the risk of being scolded by the boss, I have to ask for a whole day off to accompany him on his birthday.