Waiting for you to fall a flower

Song Qiulian walked up to her and spoke to her gently for the first time, "It's only a matter of time. Besides, you're pregnant with his child. I take it for granted that I call my son-in-law."

"He said he would visit you again another day. He came in a hurry today and didn't bring any gifts."

Jing Ya was not surprised by her mother's sudden gentleness. Instead, an inexplicable desolation rose in her heart. She did not need a family relationship based on money. Even if she never got it, she did not want it.

"Ouch, if you don't bring it with you, you don't bring it with you. It's the same for money. It's cheap and easy!" Yu Sanshun rushed to the door regretfully and looked around.

She could not hide the disappointment in her heart. She knew it would be like this. If Ye Beicheng hadn't left just now, she really didn't know how to face such an embarrassment.

Even if it was a loveless marriage, she didn't want him to belittle her.

From now on, you have to learn to adapt to everything.

Staring at the exquisite gift box in her arms, Jing Ya did not dare to think about the scene tonight. Her delicate face was unusually solemn. She and Ye Beicheng did not have any feelings for men and women, but they had to act in a play that no one else could see.

Opening the gift box, she saw a simple white dress that revealed a luxurious style, with hand-embroidered patterns of the same color series, as well as crystals, beads, beads connected into a subtle gradient of color and brilliance.

She flipped open the sign and the words' chanel' were indescribably dazzling.

She lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then resolutely put her clothes back into the gift box. At this moment, no one knew what she was thinking, but she knew what she was doing.

She casually picked out a lavender sweater from a pile of clothes on the bed, along with a pair of white leggings. She stared at the woman in the mirror.

At 6: 45, Ye Beicheng's call came in advance. Jing Ya finally glanced at her outfit and walked out of the house without any hesitation.

She walked towards ye North city step by step. The closer she got, the clearer she could see the confusion in his eyes. When she came to him, she stopped and waited to be questioned...

"Why aren't you wearing the clothes I gave you?" She knew he would ask.

"Because that's the real me."

Ye Beicheng reminded him, "Tonight is not as usual."

"I know." Jing Ya smiled softly, "Your parents know my family situation. No matter how beautiful and noble you make me wear, I will not change from a sparrow to a phoenix in their eyes."

Yes, that's why she decided not to wear the clothes he gave her tonight. She's just an ordinary woman, and chanel won't let her become another person.

Deliberately dressing up, trying to make herself worthy, such a makeover, not her style.

Time was at hand, and Ye Beicheng knew her stubbornness, so he had to open the car door and compromise, "Okay, I respect your idea."

Originally, he was only worried that she would feel inferior, so he sent her a set of clothes in an attempt to make her full of confidence, but at this moment, it seemed that she was much more tenacious than he had imagined...

The car stopped in front of the Ye family mansion and quietly got out of the car. Looking at the majestic buildings in front of her, it was as if she had already seen the aristocratic aura emanating from two serious faces.

"With me around, don't be nervous." Ye Beicheng stood behind her, softly comforting her.

"You shouldn't be nervous. I'm not snow white, and you're not prince charming, so you won't put yourself in danger and wait for you to redeem yourself!"

Ah, there was a faint smile on Ye Beicheng's lips, and she was still in the mood to joke. It seemed that he was really thinking too much...

It was still He Rou's father who opened the door. He called out, "Young master." Then he turned his eyes to Jing Ya.

"Jing Ya, this is Hai uncle, the head of the Ye family." Ye Beicheng pointed to Shi Dinghai and introduced him.

Yu Jingya nodded slightly. "Hello, Hai uncle."

"Yeah." Without much enthusiasm, shi dinghai replied expressionlessly, which was a greeting.

Shuttling through the beautiful corridors, she was not in the mood to appreciate the surrounding environment. She thought to herself how far away a real master would be if a manager was so arrogant...

Three or five rows of servants stood upright at the front door of the living room. They wanted to see what the future young mistress of the Ye family would look like, but because of the "No rules, no rules, no boundaries," they suppressed their curiosity and followed the rules.

"Young master..." The servants heard the footsteps and looked down. Jing Ya looked down at the two rows of drooping heads, and no one dared to lift them.

Unconsciously, before she saw the core character, she already felt that the "Pear" mountain was big.

The living room of the Ye family was a large area, nearly 100 square meters, and there were many expensive paintings and calligraphy hanging on the snow-white walls. Jing Ya didn't know how to appreciate them. The reason why he thought they were expensive was just because of the feeling...

Following Ye Beicheng's footsteps, she gradually walked towards the dark green european-style sofa. On the left side of the sofa sat a woman in her fifties. Time did not leave any ruthless marks on her face. Her skin was very white, and there was no trace of wrinkles in it. Her hair was tied up high and she was wearing a gorgeous cheongsam.

From the perspective of jingya, it was really a bit like the legendary empress, especially the pair of red phoenix eyes, with a kind of soul-stirring sharpness!

"Dad, mom. Jingya is here." Ye Beicheng stood in the middle of the sofa and introduced the people sitting on both sides.

Compared to Dou Huayue's sharpness, Ye Guoxian's expression was not much friendlier. He was born dignified and dissatisfied with the marriage, so his attitude was naturally less enthusiastic than cold.

"You are Yu Jingya?"

Mrs. Ye stood up and looked around her from side to side. No mother-in-law saw the kindness of her daughter-in-law, but some were clearly unhappy.

"Mom, watch your tone."

Dou Huayue's face darkened, "North city, mom doesn't need you to teach her a lesson."

Ye guoxian coughed and pointed to the sofa, "Sit down." He did not name her, but jingya sat down smartly.

"Miss Yu, do you know why my son insisted on marrying you?" Ye Guoxian's face tightened as he stared at her surprised face, wanting to speak but stopping.

"If I'm not wrong, he's because..."

Before master ye could finish what he wanted to say, he was interrupted by Jing Ya in time.

"Uncle, you don't have to tell me. I know."

"Oh?" Ye Guoxian was surprised.

"If you want to tell me it's because of Qianxue, then you don't have to, because it's not a secret."

Ye Beicheng stood lazily behind Jing Ya with his long arms on the back of the sofa. He was worried that she would not be able to handle it, but now it seemed that his worries were unnecessary.

She definitely had the ability to handle it.

Mrs. Ye and master ye looked visibly surprised. They thought that if the woman in front of them knew this and insisted on marrying him, there were only two reasons. First, she loved him too much and loved him to the point of desperation. Second, she had ulterior motives. She wanted to have what all greedy women wanted.

"Since you know, why did you marry North city? Don't you care about the two of you sleeping in the same bed, but he's thinking about another woman?"

Dou Huayue asked in a mocking tone, as if she was certain that Jing Ya only valued the property and power of the Ye family.

"Auntie, you and uncle don't have to worry about this. No man can love only one woman in his life. It doesn't matter who North city loved before. What's important is that I have confidence that he will love me in the future."

With a firm answer and a calm expression, old master ye gave a cold laugh. What an arrogant tone.

If a person pretends well, no one can tell. Just like at this moment, Jing Ya pretends to be very good, confident and strong, but only she knows how nervous she is.

It was a load of nonsense to say that Ye Beicheng would fall in love with her in the future. He had long stressed that it was impossible for him to love her. He spoke with absolute certainty, certainty, and determination!

"Is dinner ready?" Ye Beicheng playfully turned his eyes to his parents. He was very satisfied with Jing Ya's performance tonight.

"It's still early. Are you afraid of starving your fiancee?" Mrs. Ye squinted.

He smiled and pointed at Jing Ya, "If she doesn't eat first, how can she have the strength to answer your tricky questions?"

Tricky?

Ye Guoxian was very angry with the way he spoke. He slammed the table and gave Jing Ya a fright. He had heard that Ye Beicheng's father had a temper, and it was better to see him than to hear him...

"Are you trying to say that your mother and I are making trouble?"

The atmosphere suddenly became much more tense. Jing Ya stared at Ye Beicheng nervously, afraid that he would say something he shouldn't, or that she would be the main culprit.

"Dad, you really have to change your temper. Jing Ya came to see you for the first time today. What did you say you were angry about?" Ye Beicheng pointed calmly at the direction of the stairs, "Jing Ya, go upstairs and rest for a while. I'll call you after dinner."

Hearing that she could temporarily avoid the suffocating atmosphere, she stood up like an amnesty, "Okay."

"My room is the third on the left." Ye Beicheng reminded.

Jing Ya nodded and quickly disappeared before their eyes.

Pushing open Ye Beicheng's door, the first thing that caught her attention was a painting hanging on the bed.

Almost at first glance, she remembered the name of the painting, "The abyss."

She walked towards the bed in surprise. She could not believe that Ye Beicheng's room had such an artistic atmosphere.

When she was in college, she had seen the painting once in an art gallery. The reason she was impressed was that an art student told them that there was a little story behind the painting.

The story was about the daughter of a mill owner who fell in love with a young farmer, and the father of his daughter firmly opposed it. He tried to bribe the conscription bureau, but the young man was arrested and enlisted. (The old russian military service was lifelong) the girl was desperate and jumped from the bridge into the pool.

At that time, it was sad that the gap between their identities was destined to be unable to love each other. Now that she was in the situation, she had to admit that for many years, the right family had always been unable to cross the distance...

Moving his gaze elsewhere, it was Ye Beicheng's room, both in color and style.

There were many photos of himself in the room. From the background of the photos, they were almost all foreign countries.

"Why isn't there a picture of her?" Jing Ya grumbled gloomily. She felt that if a man loved a woman, then there would be a picture of them in his room, or a picture of her alone.

But she looked around for a long time and didn't see half a woman. Everyone was curious. She was no exception. She was curious about what the woman Ye Beicheng loved looked like.

Unknowingly, half an hour had passed, and there was no movement downstairs. Yu Jingya was a little restless...