Waiting for you to fall a flower

For two whole days, Ye Beicheng had been thinking about what Yu Jingya said, not because he was unhappy, but because he wanted to be happier.

Was happiness so simple to her? Heh... He smiled. Simple is good. He likes to deal with simple women.

"Are you free tonight? How about having dinner together?" Just as the sun was setting, he called Yu Jingya.

"I'm sorry... Our boss is treating us to dinner tonight. If I don't go, as a boss, you know."

"... He smiled speechless." Okay, I understand. Next time."

Ye Beicheng stared at Ouyang Feng's left forehead for a long time before asking, "Jingjing did it?"

"Besides that tigress, who else dares to hit me on the head!"

Poof... Fei Shaocheng, who was sitting on the right, almost spat out the wine he had just drunk. He coughed twice and teased, "I said you're a man. Why are you always beaten by women?"

"Fei Shaocheng, don't be so fucking sarcastic. Look at your skinny face. It will look like you're going to be beaten up in the future!"

"Gee, don't think that everyone will follow you. I'm more awake when I close my eyes than when you open them. I tried to persuade you not to listen, dead or alive..."

"Okay." Ye Beicheng interrupted Fei Shaocheng, "Don't provoke him."

Ouyang Feng was already irritated. He angrily grabbed a bottle of wine on the table and drank it all at once.

"I just did it. Why are you drinking so much?" Ye Beicheng snatched his second bottle of wine.

"Let me drink!" He gasped heavily.

Fei Shaocheng stared at his red face and shook his head helplessly, "Brother bei, let him drink it. Maybe it will strengthen his courage and teach that bitch a lesson tonight."

After drinking five bottles of wine in a row, Ouyang Feng finally lost consciousness. He grabbed Ye Beicheng's left hand and advised him bitterly, "Brother bei, listen to my brother, you can't get married. My brother really wants to die!!"

Thud, as soon as the words fell, the person also fell to the ground.

Ye Beicheng pushed him to the sofa and laid him down. Fei Shaocheng could not help but complain, "Look at his useless appearance. I can't stand it."

"It's not his fault, either. Yang Jingjing's father controlled the entire southeast asian textile industry. For the sake of the family business, he could only bear to be wronged."

Fei Shaocheng smiled meaningfully, "Is that why you insist on marrying an ordinary woman?"

A business marriage is a good thing, but when one party oppresses the other, it is not necessarily a good thing.

"Do you think my Ye family needs a business marriage?" Ye Beicheng asked confidently.

"Yes, your Ye family is rich and powerful, with industries all over the southern hemisphere, and a grandfather who works there, zhongnanhai, a symbol of power..."

Fei Shaocheng sighed and said something similar to He Rou, "Your house has such a high threshold. Can that commoner woman get in?"

Mrs. Ye, that's not easy...

"Since I promised her, I naturally have a way." Ye Beicheng poured a glass of wine, lifted his chin, and the cold liquid slid down his sexy adam's apple.

It was already 10: 00 pm when he left the nightclub. He called Yu Jingya again, trying to tell her what kind of uproar she would cause if she announced the wedding tomorrow. In addition, he needed her cooperation.

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered it. Ye Beicheng frowned and waited for Yu Jingya to return home.

It was a little cloudy tonight, and the moon was hidden in the clouds. Except for the faint streetlights, it was almost entirely black.

The ringing of his phone pierced the silence of the night. He looked at the number and answered, "It's not over yet?"

Yu Jingya grumbled apologetically, "I'm sorry. My colleague was playing too hard just now and didn't hear his phone ring..."

"When will it end? There's something I need to tell you."

"It's over. Where are you? I'll go find you."

"Near your house."

"Ah?" She was stunned, "Oh, okay, I'll be right back!"

Less than 15 minutes after hanging up, Ye Beicheng saw Yu Jingya running towards him, panting, and then asking breathlessly, "What's the matter?"

"Ran back?" He raised his eyebrows and asked.

"No, the taxi broke down halfway." She gasped heavily.

"Tomorrow I will announce to the media that I'm married to you. No matter what I see or hear, I can't refute it. I'll admit it all, okay?"

Yu Jingya stared at his serious expression and Nuonuo asked, "What will you announce?"

"You'll know tomorrow." Ye Beicheng stared into her clear eyes and asked uncertainly, "Do you really want to marry me?"