Waiting for you to fall a flower

People who were already drunk, everything you said to him was a conversation with a cow. The more Jing Ya warned them, the more he shouted. In the end, he simply sang a song: "Mu, can you hear me / this lonely day / I keep singing my missing / mu, can you feel me / this is a love that has been cut off even though it is far away..."

Jingya was speechless. She helplessly turned to look at her husband behind her and threw him a look for help.

Ye Beicheng walked up to her, pulled her back to her side and sat down. He said calmly, "Don't worry. As soon as Yang Jingjing appears, he won't dare say anything even if he's drunk!"

"Is this woman so powerful?" Jing Ya became more and more curious about her.

"Of course, if you think Ouyang Feng is fearless, why are you afraid of her?"

As soon as Ye Beicheng finished speaking, the door of the box was pushed open with a loud bang. The strength was so great that one could see how arrogant the person who pushed the door was.

First came two bodyguards in suits, then came an old man about fifty years old.

"Young master, wake up and go home..."

The old man pushed the drunk Ouyang Feng. He looked up and narrowed his eyes, "Who are you?"

"I'm uncle wang, madam's driver."

"Madam? Which wife!"

"Madam is right outside. Lower your voice..." Uncle wang winked at him.

Ouyang Feng was drunk and courageous. He shook his body and pointed to the door, "Which one is the wife? Get over here and show me what she looks like!"

Uncle wang sighed and gestured to the bodyguard behind him. The bodyguard turned and left the room. A moment later, Jing Ya heard the sound of high heels.

Her heart was in her throat, and she was nervous about what Ye Beicheng was about to say about the queen.

From the moment she waited for her to the moment she heard the sound of high heels, she had fantasized about a variety of women with different personalities and looks, but none of them could overpower Ouyang Feng.

A pair of seven-inch purple high heels caught Jing Ya's eye and followed them. Jing Ya's eyes slowly moved upwards. A pair of well-proportioned, slender legs, paired with a pair of black low-waisted straight pants, then moved upwards. A black tight-fitting top with a purple velvet vest, a shiny diamond necklace shining in the light of the light hung on her slender and fair neck, and on her arm, there were at least five different bracelets. There were also the hands, ten fingers covered in bright red dankou, and four fingers with red, blue, green and orange diamond rings...

Looking at her, Jing Ya could probably sense the strength of the woman in front of her, although she had not yet seen her face.

Next, she turned her eyes to Yang Jingjing's face. Her blonde wavy hair set off her skin as white as a chinese. Her long, thin eyes were as sharp as a single glance, reaching to the depths of her heart. Her thin red lips were covered in such a thick lipstick that they were bright enough to look even more dazzling with such a bright lipstick.

There was no smile or anger on Yang Jingjing's face. His only expression was disdain.

It was as if Ouyang Feng was a dispensable man in her eyes.

She walked to the center of the room with her head up and her chest out. Without even saying hello to Ye Beicheng and Jing Ya, she pulled Ouyang Feng up. Before Jing Ya could react, a heavy slap had already been thrown off her face...

Jing Ya's shocked mouth turned into an "O" shape. There was such a woman in the world who could throw her man's ear without saying a word. She didn't care if his friend was there or not.

What surprised jingya was still in the back. Yang Jingjing saw that a slap wasn't enough to wake Ouyang Feng up, so he picked up a bottle of wine and poured it directly from his head. One bottle didn't wake up, and another bottle. After three bottles, Ouyang feng opened his blurry eyes and stared at the woman in front of him, complaining, "Why did you splash water on me..."

"Because you like to drink, I let you drink enough at once."

This was the first thing Yang Jingjing had said since she entered the house. Her voice was sharp and cold. With her actions, she really had the posture of a queen...

Jing Ya couldn't stand it any longer. He wanted to step forward and say something for Ouyang Feng, but was pulled by Ye Beicheng. He seemed to have gotten used to this kind of situation and had a good attitude.

"You wicked woman... Why... Are you here?"

Ouyang feng pointed at Yang Jingjing. She looked down at the man on the sofa and said coldly, "Stand up for me. Get back!"

He was too drunk to listen to her orders. Seeing that he was not moving, Yang Jingjing turned to the two bodyguards behind him and said, "Are you dead? Come and get him out of here!"

The two bodyguards got instructions and rushed over. One held his leg, the other his head, and dragged him out of the box. Ouyang Feng protested unhappily, "Put me down... I have legs! I can walk by myself!"

Without the queen's orders, who would dare to stop? He continued to drag the door. Suddenly, Ouyang Feng shouted, "Mu Mu, where are you..."

"Stop!"

With an angry shout, the two bodyguards immediately stopped and turned to stare at the dignified Mrs. Ou, waiting for her next instructions.

"Mu Mu? Who is she?!"

Yang Jingjing walked up to Ouyang Feng and demanded.

Jing Ya's scalp was already numb. She bit her teeth and rushed forward with a smile, "Where am I? Ouyang Feng, what are you looking for me for?!"

Only then did Yang Jingjing look her in the eye, his eyes as sharp as a curve, from head to toe, not even the pores escaped her sharp examination...

After looking at jingya, she turned her eyes to ye North city and guessed their relationship.

"Jingjing, this is my wife, yu..."

His words fell, and Jing Ya immediately stopped him with his eyes, "Yu mumu."

"Yu mumu?"

Yang Jingjing didn't seem to believe it, "How do I remember him saying that your wife's name was ya?!"

She pointed at Ouyang Feng.

"That's my nickname. My nickname is yaya."

Well, for the sake of Yin Mo's peace of life, she could only make this up...

"Young master ye, take care of your wife. Don't get too close to other people's husbands!"

Yang Jingjing glared at her mercilessly, without saying a single polite word, and turned around proudly.

Jing Ya turned his head in frustration, "North city, why is this woman like this..."

"That's all she is. I told you so long ago."

"She's slandering me. Why are you sitting there and ignoring me?!"

Ye Beicheng smiled and stepped forward, "You don't understand her. She's notoriously unreasonable. What do you want me to do?"

"Then you don't care if someone bullies your wife?"

"She didn't bully you, didn't she let me take care of my wife? This is a kind reminder. I can't thank her enough."

"You..."

Jing Ya stomped her feet in frustration and ran out of the box. As soon as she got out of the Phantom, she immediately took out her phone and dialed Yin Mo's number.

"Hey, Mu Mu, don't say anything. Listen to me!"

"From today on, don't get involved with Ouyang Feng anymore. I saw his wife tonight. She's a typical shrew devil. If you let her know about you and Ouyang, she might not be able to torture you in any way!"

"Just trust me anyway. If you happen to see her again, just walk around the road and don't get involved with her!"

...

When Jing Ya hung up, Ye Beicheng was already grinning from ear to ear behind her.

"What a joke, heartless fellow!"

Ye Beicheng patted her on the shoulder, "It's okay. Don't worry. If it were another woman, I wouldn't dare say no. If it were Yin Mo, Ouyang wouldn't just sit back and do nothing."

On the way back, Jing Ya suggested, "North city, I'll go back to work. Now that the kids are gone, I don't have to stay at home anymore..."

Her voice trembled a little, and Ye Beicheng said with a pained voice, "Okay, no problem."

In fact, he had the same intention. During the day, he went to the company, and Jing Ya was alone at home, not even a person who could talk. It was not a bad thing for her to use her busy work to distract the shadow of the miscarriage.

The car stopped at the Ye family mansion and they walked in hand in hand. The lights in the living room were still on. Jing Ya was surprised. She whispered, "Why are they still awake so late?"

"Maybe something is wrong." Ye Beicheng answered casually.

Walking to the door of the living room, the sound of conversation from inside made Jing Ya suddenly stop.

"Dudu, call grandma..."

"Milk - milk -"

"Oh, so cute. This child is so adorable..."

...

"Why aren't you leaving?"

Ye Beicheng lowered his head and asked softly. Jing Ya curled his lips and motioned for yang qianxue to come. He sighed, "This is your home. Don't you dare go in when she comes?"

"Who wouldn't dare? I just don't want to see her."

"It's okay. You go straight upstairs. I'll handle it."

Jing Ya reluctantly followed Ye Beicheng inside. On the sofa in the living room sat Yang Qianxue, his mother-in-law, and North city's illegitimate son, Dudu.

"Dad - dad -"

Dudu ran over as soon as she saw Ye Beicheng. Ye Beicheng picked him up and Jing Ya's nose started to ache. She thought of her own child. If nothing had happened, it would have been great...

"North city." Yang qianxue stood up.

"What's the matter?" Ye Beicheng asked coldly.

"Dudu missed you. I... Missed you too."

Jing Ya's stomach churned. She didn't say anything and walked straight up the stairs. Staying here at this time was a slow suicide for her.

"It's very late. If there's nothing else, take the baby and go home."

Ye Beicheng saw Jing Ya's loss. He let go of the child and rubbed his forehead tiredly.

"Dudu and I are not going back tonight..."

Jing Ya was halfway there when he suddenly heard her say this. He turned around in anger and walked up to her in a hurry, asking, "What are you going to do if you don't go back?"

"Can I stay here?"

"No!"

Ye Beicheng and Jing Ya refused in unison. Yang Qianxue did not expect them to be so tacit. He lowered his head with a gloomy expression, then raised his head again and said stubbornly, "Then I'll sit outside the door with the child for the night!"