Waiting for you to fall a flower

Early in the morning, Yu Jingya stepped out of Ye Beicheng's villa when the east had just turned pale.

She walked along the coast for a long time, until a red sun rose in the distant sky, then she turned around contentedly, did not go home, and went straight to the company.

Today, she noticed that her colleagues looked at her strangely, thinking that the news of her marrying into a rich family had spread, but she had overlooked another point.

"Xiao yu..." Just as she sat down in her seat, zhao meili, who was in the same office, rushed over and hugged her.

"What's wrong?" She looked up doubtfully.

"I've only been in the company for less than half a year. We're going to be separated again."

"Ah?" Jing ya asked uncertainly, "Are you leaving?"

Zhao meili shook her head, "Of course not. I mean you."

"What's wrong with me?" She hasn't come to her senses yet.

"Hey, aren't you pregnant? Do you still have to work?"

Yu Jingya froze. She had completely forgotten that day when she admitted to being pregnant in front of the reporters...

"Aren't you going to marry the city's diamond bachelor? Your mother-in-law won't allow you to continue working, will she?!"

All fools knew that marrying rich people meant leaving the working class, and yu had such a big trump card.

"Actually, I didn't..." She wanted to say that she wasn't pregnant, but she swallowed it back unwillingly.

It was already common knowledge, and the more she explained it, the more chaotic it would be. Besides, she admitted it herself.

"Are you okay?" Zhao meili raised her eyebrows.

"Nothing. I'm going to the bathroom." Jingya stood up and ran out of the office in a hurry. Now she felt that the pregnancy was very serious and she had to discuss a strategy with Ye Beicheng.

As she thought about it, her phone suddenly rang. Looking at the number, she quickly pressed to answer it.

"You sent me back last night?" Ye Beicheng came straight to the point.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Yeah, nothing. Was I really drunk last night?"

"What do you think?" Jing Ya frowned, feeling that what he wanted to ask was not such a trivial topic.

"I think I was really drunk, because I can't remember what happened last night..."

"Ask the question without knowing it." She grumbled unhappily.

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, and at the critical moment when Jing Ya lost all his patience, the key point that the other party wanted to ask was: "Last night, nothing happened, right?"

Ye Beicheng asked cautiously, so he really couldn't remember what he did and said last night.

"What do you mean?" She pretended to be confused.

"Just... I... Didn't do anything to you, did I?" Even though she wanted to say something, she still said it in its entirety.

Yu Jingya smiled evilly and reprimanded in a low voice, "You still have the nerve to say it, of course you did it!"

"... Silent, she knew he must be digesting the word" done."

"What did you do?" There was a tinge of nervousness in Ye Beicheng's voice.

"Did something you shouldn't have done!" She continued to tease him, trying to suppress the urge to laugh.

With the emergency brake, Ye Beicheng's handsome eyebrows were tightly knitted together. He had to admit that Yu Jingya's words really surprised him.

When he woke up in the morning, he saw that there was no one in the guest room next door, and he didn't think much about it. He had taken a shower before he went out, vaguely recalling the fragmentary memories of last night. Who did he seem to hold in his arms?

In order to prove that it was only his own illusion, he made a special call to Yu Jingya to confirm that, at this moment, listening to her answer, undoubtedly put him into an invisible embarrassment...

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it!" He struggled to spit out a word into his headphones.

"I know you wouldn't have drunk so much if it weren't for Qianxue."

"What?" Ye Beicheng was shocked. "Did I mention her?"

"Yeah, you still think of me as her, holding me and telling me not to leave."

Ye Beicheng rubbed his forehead in frustration and asked with remorse, "And then?"

"Then... It's gone."

"Gone?" He didn't seem to understand what she meant and reminded her, "Didn't you just say that I did something I shouldn't have done?"

"Don't you think it's wrong for me to be hugged by another woman?"

"... Is this something you shouldn't do?

"Come to my place tonight." After a false alarm, Ye Beicheng still had no intention of hanging up.

Jing Ya was stunned and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Let you know what you really shouldn't do."

"... It was finally her turn to be speechless.

For a moment in a daze, Ye Beicheng said, "Okay, I'm at the company. Bye."

"Wait a minute." Jing Ya came back to his senses and shouted, "What are you going to do about you falsely telling me that I'm pregnant? My colleagues are already curious why I have to continue working!"

"We'll discuss it again." He was in a hurry to hang up the phone and had lost his patience.

"Are we sure about our wedding date?" She couldn't just ask questions that others were curious about.

"Let's go to my house tonight."

Ye Beicheng hung up the phone decisively, and Yu Jingya growled gloomily at the phone, "I didn't even promise to go to your house tonight. Why are you making your own decisions?!"

Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together, each of them a symbol of self-righteousness.

At three o' clock in the afternoon, she received a text message from Ye Beicheng: "Go to my house tonight and wait. The date of the wedding has been confirmed. Let's talk about it in detail."

She admitted that she was an honest person. When he asked her to wait, she really did, even though she was furious at his strong orders in the morning.

When they arrived at Ye Beicheng's villa and saw that his car was not at the door, they thought he hadn't come back yet. But half an hour later, the phone rang suddenly.

"Hey, why haven't you come yet?" He asked inexplicably.

Jing Ya frowned, "Who didn't come? I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"What, where are you?"

"Where are you?!" She glared angrily at the door.

"I'm at home."

Ye Beicheng had already opened the door and walked out. He looked around with his cell phone in his hand. "Are you really here? Why didn't I see you?"

"Ye Beicheng, I'm here." Yu Jingya hung up the phone and shook his arm.

The moment his eyes met, he was really speechless, as ye North city later said, because he jingya was sitting on the ladder on the left side of his villa, about 5.4 meters long, and she was sitting at about 3 meters, which meant she was hanging in midair.

"You... Why are you sitting on that?" He stared at her in shock.

"Che -" Jing Ya climbed down and complained, "I'm still waiting for you. Sit high and look far. See when you can make it back!"

"I came back early. Can't you ring the doorbell?" He stepped forward to hold the ladder.

Yu Jingya jumped down quickly, patted the dust on his hands, and said gloomily, "How did I know you were home? I don't think your car is at the door."

"The car went for a facial." He explained and pointed in the direction of the door, "Go in."

Entering the living room, he poured her a glass of juice. Jingya held the yellow liquid in her glass and asked seriously, "Shall we talk about the wedding or the pregnancy first?"

"The wedding date is set for the 19th of this month."

The 19th?

"That's too fast. There are only two weeks left."

Ye Beicheng smiled lazily, "It's much later than the seven days we agreed to get married."

Seeing that she did not reply, he inquired, "Do you regret it?"

"No." Jing Ya shook his head, "I was just thinking about what to do when we get married."

"Worship heaven and earth, enter the bridal chamber, that's all..." He teased deliberately.

Jingya rolled her eyes, knowing that he was teasing her.

"Let's go our separate ways after we get married." She suggested.

"Ah? How can we go our separate ways?"

"Just..." She was embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter. Just say it. Whatever I can do, I will satisfy you." Ye Beicheng urged her to speak up.

"Just don't sleep in the same bed, okay?"

"... Is that husband and wife?

"Why?"

Swallowing her saliva, she pointed nervously at him and then at herself, "Although we are married, we are friends, aren't we?"

Ye Beicheng paused and nodded, "Yes, and then?"

"Since we are friends and have no feelings for each other, wouldn't it be awkward for you to sleep in the same bed?"

"If we sleep in separate rooms, who will believe that we are husband and wife? Have you forgotten that you are going to live with my parents after marriage?"

He mentioned the real problem. He didn't care whether he slept in the same bed or not.

"I don't mean separate rooms, I mean separate beds, which means I sleep on the bed, you sleep on the sofa or the floor..."

"Why?" Ye Beicheng raised his eyebrows.

Nuonuo smiled and asked, "Do you have the heart to let me sleep on the sofa or on the floor?"

The poor and helpless eyes seemed to tell him that you owe me...

"Okay." He compromised, but immediately demanded, "Apart from the two of us, you can't let anyone see that we are just friends, not husband and wife."

"Okay." She also compromised and couldn't help but feel disappointed. A marriage was more and more like a business deal between her and Ye Beicheng.

There is no softness in a hard city. Life is not lin daiyu, and there are no feelings for sadness.

This was Yu Jingya's favorite sentence. She was not lin daiyu, nor was her life.

"What about the pregnancy?" An anxious reminder that this matter was always on her mind.

"I told you last time." Ye Beicheng smiled playfully, not seriously.

Create someone?

Jing Ya threw a pillow at him, "When is it? You're kidding! I was so anxious!!"

He blocked her attack with his arm and continued to tease her, "What's your hurry? I'm not in a hurry. What are you in a hurry for?"

"I let you talk nonsense, let you talk nonsense..." The soft pillow rained on his head, and the two of them laughed together.

Ye Beicheng grabbed her wrist and threw her onto the sofa with a little force. He condescended and teased, "If you don't let me talk nonsense, then I'll do it..."

Jing Ya lifted his foot and kicked it hard, but it landed where it shouldn't have been. North city let out a painful "Ow" and pressed on her unconsciously.

The atmosphere froze in an instant. Their faces were so close together that the tip of their noses was pressed against the tip of their noses. The awkward standoff lasted for a few seconds before he sat up.

"Don't kick around. Our family has four generations of singles."