Waiting for you to fall a flower

Jing Ya walked into an unfamiliar environment and looked around at the decorations in the room. Sure enough, he didn't lie to her. Everything here was her favorite style.

It was just too cold.

If she didn't like the house at all, it would be better to say that she didn't like the feeling of being alone at all, but what if she didn't like it? From tonight onwards, she had to adapt and get used to it, without Ye Beicheng by her side.

She put down her luggage and went up to the second floor. The moonlight was very bright tonight. She could see everything in front of her even without turning on the lights. She walked to the window of the bedroom and opened a corner of the curtain. As expected, the car was still parked there and the man was still standing there. She could see him, but he might not be able to see her.

Ye Beicheng saw that there was no light on the second floor, and thought that Jing Ya had not gone upstairs. He thought that she might be alone in the strange and cold living room at this time, and he couldn't control his heart. He was about to go in and take a look. His phone rang. He sighed, turned around, and sat in the car.

The car stopped at the door and he walked in expressionlessly. In the future, in this house without Jing Ya, he would not smile at anyone.

It was Yang Qianxue who called just now. He wouldn't have rushed back if he hadn't been afraid that she might get agitated and take it out on the child.

Pushing open the bedroom door, he was furious to find that Qianxue had already moved in and was stuffing her clothes into the closet.

"You don't want to stay in this room." He said coldly.

"Why?"

"Because jingya used to live here."

Ye Beicheng pointed at the large wedding photo by the bed and said sarcastically, "Everything in this room belongs to Jing Ya. Don't you feel uncomfortable living in this room?"

"Then where do you live?" Yang Qianxue was more concerned about this.

"Of course I live here."

"What do you mean, I can't share a room with you?"

He nodded, "Yes, the child has a special nanny who will take care of him. I have arranged for the servants to clean up your room, so move over now!"

Yang Qianxue did not expect Ye Beicheng's so-called acceptance to be such a result. She said hatefully, "I will not live anywhere else. I am your wife. Wherever you live, I will live!"

"You are my wife? Who can prove it?"

"We'll go through the formalities tomorrow. Aren't we wives now?!"

"Who said to go through the formalities tomorrow?" Ye Beicheng sneered, "Qianxue, there may be something you don't understand. Now, let me explain it to you."

He looked straight at her and said with absolute certainty, "First of all, Jing Ya and I are divorced, but that doesn't mean that I will marry you. Although my life is not perfect, I don't want to get the flaw of the second marriage. So, I will only go to the Civil affairs bureau once. I have been there with Jing Ya, and I definitely won't go again. Secondly, you can stay in the Ye family, but you are not allowed to step into my room. You can be the mother of my child, but you can not call yourself young mistress, because you do not have this title. In the end, don't try to threaten me with a child. I'm willing to give in here because I can't bear to see you die. If you insist on breaking my bottom line, I'll let you not see the child. If you die or live, I won't care."

Ye Beicheng made it very clear and very clear, but also very heartless, at least, for Yang Qianxue, too heartless.

"Is this how you get divorced and agree to move to the Ye family? Have you never thought of giving me a place? Then what am I to your house? What am I standing here for now?!"

Yang qianxue was so angry that she trembled all over. She put her hands down and wanted something different in the end.

"You are my guest. In my eyes, nothing."

Ye Beicheng suddenly became cold and heartless, "Yang Qianxue, you've tried so hard to live here. Now that I've fulfilled you and Jing Ya has left, you'll slowly realize how stupid your stubbornness is."

In the dark and cold guest room, Yang Qianxue sat on the floor, her cheeks covered with tears of humiliation, trying to marry into the Ye family, trying to marry this man, in the end, it was more pathetic than nothing.

She hated, hated very much, hated everyone, hated this world, and in her heart, there was nothing but hatred at this moment...

Since Ye Beicheng doesn't want her to feel better, she won't let anyone feel better from now on.

Early in the morning at the Ye family table, Dou Huayue, Ye Mengyao, master ye, and Yang Qianxue, the four of them ate around the table. Ye Beicheng came downstairs in a suit and leather shoes, walked out of the living room without even looking straight at the table.

Pa... Yang Qianxue threw his chopsticks on the table and stood up with a thud.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Ye asked in surprise.

"No more!" She said coldly.

Ye Mengyao stared at her back in surprise and complained gloomily, "Mom, can't you find a decent woman for our brother? I don't think this yang is any better than fox yu! With a dirty face, who should I show it to?!"

Yang Qianxue chased out of the house and ran straight to Ye Beicheng's maybach. She blocked the car with her body, which had already started the engine, and looked mournfully at the indifferent man in the car.

Ye Beicheng pushed open the car door, walked up to her and asked, "What do you want?"

"I'm making you sick right now. Can't you even have breakfast with me?"

He looked her straight in the eye and said, "Yes, because the seat you're sitting in belongs to Jing Ya, which makes me even more disgusted!"

"Ye Beicheng, do you have to say something like that to hurt me? You said you wouldn't give me a place. I didn't force you, but can you not treat me like this? At least we have a common child!"

Because of this, you can still stand here. But you have to understand that Jing Ya's place is not just a chair by the table. You can have everything that used to belong to her, but here, you can never touch it."

Ye Beicheng pointed to his heart.

Yang Qianxue returned to the living room in great frustration. Looking at her disheveled state, Mrs. Ye laughed in his heart. This woman was really a piece of cake. If it were Yu Jingya, she wouldn't have such an expression.

"Qianxue, don't be sad. Take your time. The vixen has just left. North city is bewitched by her and won't be able to walk out for a while. It's normal. As long as you hold on, based on your past relationship and Dudu's trump card, are you afraid that he won't be able to turn back?"

"Is there any foundation between us?" She glared angrily at Mrs. Ye, her expression ferocious and terrifying: "If there is a foundation, even a little foundation, will he even look at me and feel disgusted!"

"Don't get excited, don't get excited. You have to calm down and withstand the pressure of the present so that you can be happy for a long time in the future..."

Dou Huayue was startled by her uncontrollable attitude and quickly comforted her, but her heart was filled with disgust. She thought that all women except He Rou were abnormal. Yang Qianxue was, and Yu Jingya was!

"Can I not get excited! You're the one who said that I almost killed the child because I couldn't keep him from being trapped by the wolf. What happened? The wolf didn't catch it, and it made him blush!"

"Hey, how can you blame me for that? Don't talk nonsense. If North city and his father hear this, they might blame me for it."

Yang Qianxue gave her a blank glance and slowly walked forward. Ye Beicheng found a babysitter who was taking care of the children and was carrying Dudu out of the room.

She took the child and said leisurely, "Dudu, mom only has you. You don't want mom, do you?"

Wow, Dudu burst into tears and stared at the woman holding her in horror, as if she was no longer her mother, but an executioner who wanted to kill him!

The nanny saw that the child was crying so hard that she tried to hold him back, but qianxue glared at her, "What are you doing? Can't I hold my own child?"

"No, I was watching the child cry so hard..."

"Why are you crying? Which child doesn't cry? Have you ever seen a child who doesn't cry?!"

The nanny was rendered speechless by her extreme interrogation and had no choice but to let the child cry. Dou Huayue stood aside, tutting and sighing, "No wonder you can't get the love of a man, a standard psycho..."

Jingya had changed to a new place. She had no sleep last night. Early in the morning, she went out with her panda eyes. No matter how unhappy her life was, she still had to continue. From today on, she had to learn to be independent.

She went to a photocopying agency, printed out more than a dozen resumes, took a taxi to the talent market, carefully observed the market, chose jobs that suited her and were familiar with, sent the resumes to the recruiters, and then returned to the villa, waiting for the news of the admission.

When she left, she refused to part Ye Beicheng's assets again. Ye Beicheng gave her several bank cards in the car. She refused to take them, but he insisted on giving her one, saying that she had worked hard for ye shi for so long. She had no reason to refuse, because she knew his intentions were good. Only by saying this, could she keep the dignity she wanted to keep.

Self-esteem can be very valuable, but it can also be worthless. Without Ye Beicheng, life may not be exciting anymore, but she still has to live, live to eat, dress, and need money. Money can be earned while spending, but if something happens, without enough money to defend herself, it is not safe.

She went out to look for an atm and shoved the card Ye Beicheng gave her into it. The password was six digits after her birthday. When the balance was thirty million, her mouth turned into an "O" shape. It was just a random card she pulled out. If she accepted all the cards, wouldn't it be a little rich woman?

Jing Ya never expected Ye Beicheng to give her so much money. Thirty million was enough for her to live comfortably. Standing on the street, she was lost...

With this money, she could start a new life in another place, buy a mansion, forget about Ye Beicheng, and deal with different men. With her intelligence and beauty, she could not worry about finding a good man, but why, when she thought about it, her heart would tremble with pain, as if she was suffocating.