Waiting for you to fall a flower

He Rou raised his teary eyes and shook his head in denial, "It's not like this, Brother Beicheng. You can't slander me like this. I don't do this to He Rou!"

Ye Beicheng looked at her with disdain and said, "Do you know this kind of person best? If it was aunt qin's idea to plot jingya this time, what about me? Who instigated you the last time you used the same method on me?"

He Rou could only lower his head and continue to cry, continue to pretend to be pitiful, and gain sympathy that did not belong to her.

"All right, all right, since Mrs. Qin has already admitted this, even if He Rou shouldn't help her with her nonsense, it's not all her fault. Just let ding hai scold her later and let her know that she's wrong."

Dou Huayue came out of the ring, and Jing Ya turned her head angrily. The last time Ye Mengyao was almost raped, her mother-in-law wanted to strangle her to death. Now that she had suffered the same humiliation, her mother-in-law just played it down.

As expected, she was a heartless mother-in-law who did not like her.

Shi Dinghai was finally no longer silent. He walked to his daughter and slapped her with his hand. After that, he said to North city ye, "Young master, rourou will teach me a lesson. This is for Hai uncle's sake. Can you stop worrying about it?"

Hai uncle's contribution to the Ye family was not unknown to North city. He had never asked for anything in so many years. Although he was extremely disgusted with he rou, since Hai uncle opened his mouth, this face was always given.

He glanced away at Jing Ya, who was standing in the distance. When he saw her nod, he said angrily, "Well, since Hai uncle wants me to let it go, I won't let it go for a while, but let me put it bluntly. If there's another time, it's no use talking to anyone."

Ye Mengyao, who had been playing games with the video game console, interrupted, "Brother, is it useless for my father and mother to talk?"

Mrs. Ye grunted unhappily, "When did my words come in handy? Ever since that woman came in, my words have been like farts!"

Ye Beicheng was too lazy to explain to such unfounded words. He turned around and wanted to leave. When he passed He Rou, he coldly reminded him, "This is the last chance I give you. If you dare to be restless again, no one can help you. Remember, this is the last time."

...

Under the protection and persuasion of a group of people, the storm calmed down. Jing Ya worked for the ye family for more than ten days and gradually entered a state of affairs. Her ability could already reach the level of going out alone to talk about business.

That night, after Ye Beicheng had taken a bath, jingya asked, "Why did you order me not to go out to see clients?"

He smiled and said, "My wife is so beautiful that she's afraid of being attacked by others."

"Are you kidding me? Since you shamelessly let me into the company and put me in the position of deputy manager of the business department, don't give me such a funny reason."

Jing Ya sat grumpily on the sofa, arms folded around his legs and said, "Hurry up and withdraw the order from me, or I will apply for my resignation. I don't leave my sister here. I have my own place to go."

Poof...

Ye Beicheng was amused by her humorous words. He clapped his hands, "Well, I can withdraw the order, but you have to agree to one condition."

"What terms?" Jing Ya looked up. He was indeed a profiteer. He always negotiated terms with his wife.

"I'll give you a week to learn judo. If you can beat me up, I'll let you go out to see your clients and talk about business."

Judo?

She swallowed and asked in disbelief, "Why did I learn this? I'm going to work, not fight. Why should I learn judo?"

Ye Beicheng patted her on the shoulder, "You don't understand. Shopping malls are a complicated place. Men are even more complicated animals. They usually get wild when they see their prey. Women, especially beautiful women, if you don't know self-defense, sooner or later they will become the mouths of these beasts."

Jing Ya finally understood that she was not afraid that other men would take advantage of her.

"It's not that hard for you, but I want to protest."

"Protest against what?"

She raised her eyebrows and said, "You can break a steel pipe without much effort. It shows how powerful you are. I am a woman, a woman who has no foundation in judo. Give me a week to learn and beat you. What? Are you trying to make things difficult for me?"

Ye Beicheng nodded, "That's true. I'll give you a month."

"No!"

Jing Ya protested again, "Who knows how many years you've been practicing judo, thinking that I'm a god and can surpass you in a month?"

"...

"Then tell me, how long do you want?" Ye Beicheng rubbed his forehead.

Cough... Jing Ya cleared his throat and said, "It's okay to have a one-month deadline, but I'm not going to the judo hall. I want you to teach me."

Ye Beicheng was stunned, "Shall I teach you?"

"Yes, teach me."

He glared at her angrily, "If I teach you, you can never expect to win over me in your life. Which disciple can win over a master?"

Jing Ya smiled confidently, "That's not necessarily true. As the saying goes, blue is better than blue. As long as I work hard, I have a chance to win!"

"Hehe, it's good to have confidence. I like confident women."

"So you agreed?"

Ye Beicheng smiled and said, "You've already said that. How can I bear to pour cold water on you again?"

The two reached an agreement, so Jing Ya's wailing could be heard every night at the Ye family gym.

She was very stubborn and would not do anything. If she was determined, she would grit her teeth to persevere no matter how hard it was.

For a week in a row, Ye Beicheng looked at her bruised body one night and said, "Honey, why don't we stop practicing?"

"Why?" She wiped the water droplets from her hair with a towel in confusion.

Ye Beicheng pointed at the wound on her body and said sadly, "You're like this. I can't teach you anymore."

Ah, Jing Ya smiled. "It doesn't matter. I can take such a small injury compared to beating you."

"Is that how you want to defeat me?"

She did not act pretentiously, "Yes, defeating you is now my only goal."

"..." Ye Beicheng was shocked." Yu Jingya, can we be more successful?

What kind of goal is it to defeat your husband?

Jingya was very serious. She never cried out for pain when she fell down. She worked in the company all day and was beaten when she came home at night. Although Ye Beicheng was distressed, he also knew her character.

Jing Ya didn't have to go to the company on saturday and sunday. She told Ye Beicheng that she wanted to enroll in an interest class to study the zither. Ye Beicheng saw that she had such elegance. Not only did she not object, she even encouraged her to learn whatever she liked.

Therefore, for a month in a row, no one in the Ye family could see her for the other two days except monday to friday. She left early and returned late. Ye Beicheng knew that she was studying the zither, so he did not restrain her. Other people who did not care about her, let alone when she went out and when she came back.

The one-month deadline was soon up, and Jing Ya picked a day to declare war on North city ye.

These days, she was still his defeated opponent, so when she declared war, he teased, "Can you do it?"

"I think I can." Jing Ya's eyes were firm.

Ye Beicheng grinned, "But I don't think it's possible for you to win at your current level."

"But I don't know if it's possible. I won't know until I compare it."

Jing Ya was still calm. She was not nervous because she was going to compete. Her calm attitude made ye North city look at her in a new light, "That's right. She knew she was going to lose, but she was so calm and energetic."

"Don't be so smug. Save these words until I win."

The two agreed to meet at the gym at 7: 00 pm. After dinner, Ye Beicheng sat in the living room and watched tv without any pressure. Jingya went to the battle site early.

At 6: 59, he entered the gym unhurriedly, stood at the door with his hands folded around his chest, and looked evilly at Jing Ya, who was sitting in a sit-up.

When jingya counted to 50, she stood up panting, wiped the sweat off her face with a towel, and pointed at ye North city, "Come on."

Ye Beicheng changed into a judo suit, stretched his muscles and said with a smile, "Really? Is it too late to regret now?"

"Of course, do you want me to be the turtle that flinched?"

"I can't bear to hurt you. Look at your recent injuries. Hey..."

Jingya took a deep breath, "Stop talking nonsense and take it."

She pounced on her and hugged Ye Beicheng's waist. He almost threw her to the ground without much effort.

Darling, can you not hold my waist every time? If you want to win, I have to find the right way. Although waist technique is a way to attack your opponent, you are a woman after all. How can you force me to fall off your back?"

Jing Ya was not discouraged by this defeat. There were three rounds in total. If she won the next two rounds, she would still be on the winning side.

In the second round, jing ya used a new move, "Send foot sweep," moving the opposite direction to the side. When the other party started to move, she swept the other party's right foot horizontally with her left foot and fell down.

When ye North city fell on the mat, he looked at Jing Ya in surprise and said after a long time, "Where did you learn this trick?"

Wanxiao clapped her hands proudly and said, "Get up first. We'll talk after the match."

If Ye Beicheng didn't pay attention to the competition in the first round, he had to pay attention to it after he fell down in the second round. If a man lost to a woman, he would be in love with her.

In the third round, Ye Beicheng became more vigilant. Jing Ya didn't beat him so easily, but she played a trick at the crucial moment. When Ye Beicheng pressed her back against the mat and couldn't escape, she suddenly choked up and said, "It hurts..."

Her sobbing made Ye Beicheng instinctively let go of her hand. After all, it was a joke. He couldn't bear to hurt Jing Ya.

Who knew that he had just released his hand and asked with concern, "Where does it hurt?" Jing Ya rolled over and threw him on the ground.

"Ye Beicheng, you lost!"

Jing Ya jumped up excitedly and clapped for himself, "Wow, North city lost. Wow, Yu Jingya is so good. Oh, yeah..."

"... Ye Beicheng looked at her bouncing and almost vomited blood.

"Are you still winning?" He got up from the ground angrily, grabbed her by the ear and said, "First, moan without illness, while I sympathize, and then stab me in the back. This is a win? Well, is that a win?"