Waiting for you to fall a flower

"Get lost!" Jing Ya glared at her angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

To avoid being treated unfairly at home, she dragged Yin Mo all the way to sunset.

She went back to the Ye family mansion before dark and had just walked out of the living room when an arm blocked her.

She suddenly looked up and saw Ye Mengyao's disdainful face.

"What are you doing?" Jing Ya asked coldly.

"What am I doing? If you want to enter my house, don't you have to pass me first?!"

Ye Mengyao arrogantly extended his finger, "If my grandfather hadn't protected you last night, do you think I would have let you live?"

Oh, Jing Ya gave her a dirty look. She was so stubborn and domineering at such a young age. If she didn't discourage her, she wouldn't know why the flowers would bloom so red in the future...

"Meng Yao, sister-in-law, I sincerely advise you not to be so rude and unreasonable in a girl's house. You are not good-looking and you are still so willful. Which man will dare to marry you in the future?"

Ye Mengyao was stunned. She pointed at Jing Ya angrily and said, "You, you said I don't look good?? Are you blind?!"

It was the first time someone had said that she wasn't pretty when she was this big, and Ye Mengyao went crazy.

"I have good eyes. You've been used to flattery since you were a child, haven't you? Since time immemorial, you have to say that I'm not telling the truth."

Jing Ya pushed away her outstretched arm and resolutely walked into the living room. He turned back and taunted her, "Look in the mirror when you have time. Don't waste your time on me."

It was exceptionally quiet behind him. Ye Mengyao was not not angry, but he was already over his head.

If her life had been peaceful, then at this moment, she would have suffered a terrible blow.

...

Jing Ya hid in Ye Beicheng's study and surfed the internet to avoid any language conflicts and friction with the outside world.

Even so, she heard Ye Mengyao's hysterical cries.

"Brother, am I ugly?" Woo woo...

Jing Ya got up and walked to the door of the study, listening to the noise outside.

"What's wrong? It's not ugly. My sister is the prettiest." Ye Beicheng's indulgent reassurance.

Jing ya sighed. It turns out that he had a part in nurturing the princess's temper.

"But the woman you married said I was ugly, and she said no one wanted me in the future!! Woo woo..."

Ye Mengyao cried even more bitterly. At this moment, the powerful man appeared.

"Is my daughter ugly?" Dou Huayue roared down the stairs, "Come down if you can!"

"Mom, what's your name?" Ye Beicheng retorted unhappily.

At this point, he had poked a hornet's nest -

"Brother, don't you love me the most? Now I'm insulted by that woman. Don't you care?" Ye Mengyao cried out in disappointment.

"Son, do you have a mother in your eyes? You've been defending her since you got married. Do you really forget your mother when you marry a daughter-in-law?!"

Mrs. Ye was even more eloquent in his questioning.

Ye Beicheng was too lazy to explain. He turned around and went upstairs, but his sister grabbed him, "Brother, aren't you going to give me an explanation?"

"Let go." He reprimanded him impatiently.

"I don't. Why don't you teach that arrogant woman a lesson for me? I won't let you go tonight!"

"What arrogant woman?" Ye Beicheng suddenly lost his temper, "She's your sister-in-law. Do you call her' that woman'so easily? If you want to blame someone else, think about it first."

He shook off his sister's hand and went upstairs without looking back.

Behind her was Ye Mengyao's cry, and Mrs. Ye comforted her helplessly, "Yuri Huang, don't cry. Your brother has been bewitched by the vixen. When your father comes back, I'll ask your father to clean him up..."

Ye Beicheng had just reached the second floor when he saw Yu Jingya standing by the study door.

He took off his suit, his face not reproachful, and casually asked her, "Why are you standing here?"

"Wait for you to scold me." She took the suit from him.

"Why are you scolding me?"

Jingya pointed downstairs and Ye Beicheng smiled, "I believe in you."

Without much explanation and interrogation, his words of trust saved each other too much trouble.

"Thank you."

"Don't be polite. They'll make things difficult for you in the future. Just protect yourself."

Jing Ya was surprised. She was not a very important person to Ye Beicheng, but he was willing to offend his family for her.

"Aren't you afraid that they will be disappointed in you?"

Ye Beicheng walked up to her, pressed her shoulder, and said earnestly, "If we don't let them down, we will let you down. They are my family, and so are you now."

Jing Ya lowered his head and twisted his fingers, "But they are your closest relatives, and we..."

"Since I married you, I will do my duty to you. Although I haven't known you for a long time, I know that you are not a troublemaker. I know you as well as I know if you are in the eyes of my family."

Ye Beicheng earnestly emphasized, "I am not a person who knows right from wrong."

There was no denying that Jing Ya was very, very touched.

She didn't say thank you again. Sometimes, being grateful to someone doesn't mean she has to say it.

"By the way, I'll take you on your honeymoon trip next week."

Jing Ya was flattered and shook his head, "No, it's not a real couple."

Ye Beicheng frowned, "Even if it's not real, it's still true to be married."

"But..."

"No buts. I'll take a shower first. Think about it."

Honeymoon? Jing Ya thought about it for a while and thought it was a good idea. At least, she didn't have to face people who didn't like her at the Ye family all the time.

A month's wedding leave was neither long nor short. It was impossible for Ye Beicheng to wander around alone every time she went to work.

"I have a plan. If you can spare some time, I have no problem with it." As soon as Ye Beicheng stepped out of the bathroom, Jing Ya made his decision.

"That's settled then. Go wash up and go to bed early."

Tonight, he was lying on the sofa. Jing Ya stared at his back, unable to tell what he was feeling.

When she came out of the bathroom, Ye Beicheng seemed to have fallen asleep. She quietly stood by the sofa for a moment, then lay down on the bed.

Turning off the lights, she tossed and turned but couldn't sleep.

"What's wrong with you?" In the dark, Ye Beicheng spoke abruptly.

"Hey, aren't you asleep?" Jing Ya asked in surprise.

A lazy voice came from the sofa, "Of course, you don't feel well on the bed. Can I sleep on the sofa?"

Jing Ya immediately explained, "Didn't I say the bed was uncomfortable?"

"Then why are you moving around?"

Moving around? Should I say tossing and turning? I slept alone for more than 20 years, and suddenly there was a man, how could there be a process of adapting? No...

"If I think about it again, where will you take me on my honeymoon?"

"Where do you want to go?"

She really hadn't considered this question. With a raised eyebrow, she asked uncertainly, "Am I allowed to go anywhere I want?"

"Yeah."

Jing Ya immediately shouted excitedly, "I want to go to Tibet..."

"... Ye Beicheng felt speechless.

"Can I?"

"No."

"Why?" She didn't like it anymore. She just said that she could go anywhere she wanted to. She was kidding!

"Tibet hasn't been safe lately. Haven't you heard about the smashing, robbing and burning?"

"... Shall we go to jiuhua mountain?" Jing Ya looked forward to Ye Beicheng's answer.

"No." He refused again and questioned her, "Do you want to become a monk? Or do you want to chant with a group of monks and nuns?"

Jing Ya put the quilt on his head and said, "Then I won't tell you. You've made up your mind!"

Ye Beicheng sat up and lit a cigarette in the dark. The little light jumped up and down like a firefly.

"Shall I take you to japan?" Recently, the cherry blossoms in japan have blossomed so vigorously that he believes it is a beautiful sight that every woman would not want to miss.

"Not good."

"Why?" It was his turn to be confused.

"I love my country!"

"...

Ye Beicheng rubbed his forehead, "Besides Tibet and jiuhua mountain, where else do you want to go?"

"Heaven."

"...

Yu Jingya didn't know how she fell asleep, nor did she and Ye Beicheng reach a final agreement on where to go for their honeymoon.

When she woke up, Ye Beicheng was already out of the room.

She got up and dressed neatly and went downstairs. The living room was strangely quiet. When she came out of the living room, she saw the head of the Ye family watering the flowers in the garden, and she quickly walked over.

"Good morning, Hai uncle."

"Yeah." He turned around and glanced at her, his eyes extremely cold.

It seemed that another person who didn't like her was actually normal. Even for his daughter, Jing Ya shouldn't expect uncle hai to smile at her.

"Why is there no one at home? Where are madam and master?" She asked doubtfully.

"I went to a friend's party." A stiff answer, lacking enthusiasm and indifference.

"Oh. Then you should be busy." She turned and left the garden to talk to such a boring person. It would be better to watch a movie online.

Today, there was no one at home, so she didn't have to go out to hang around anymore. It was rare for her to enter the living room easily, but she suddenly found a woman with disheveled hair standing at the stairs, looking at her with a sad look.

Jing Ya thought it was an illusion. She rubbed her eyes. The woman turned around quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Oh my god, what the hell is going on in broad daylight?" She stood there and looked at the place where the woman had just stood in horror, feeling as if she were dreaming.

She shook her head hard and hurried upstairs to look for the ghost who had just disappeared.

Ye family's mansion was originally not small, the entire second-floor guest room with more than 20 master bedrooms, so many rooms, she would like to check one by one?

Jing Ya was in distress...

She walked along the corridor, like a european-style palace, surrounded by a mysterious atmosphere.

I don't know how many times I walked, but suddenly someone patted me behind me. She quickly turned around, but the next second she screamed and almost fainted...

"Ah--"

Standing before him was a woman who was neither human nor ghostly. Her long hair was disheveled over her shoulders, covering most of her face. But because of the distance, Jing Ya still saw that her left cheek was ugly.