Chapter 17 Mr. Li, We Are Not Familiar

Chapter 17   President Li, We Are Not Familiar

"Whoever I choose has nothing to do with you, we don't know Mr. Li well!"

Unable to break free from the strength in Li Muchen's hand, Ye Qingge could only choose not to look into his cold eyes.

"Unfamiliar? Kissed and hugged?"

The bone-eating ecstasy from last night was still raging in his body.

Li Beichen thought that his self-control had always been good, but when he met Ye Qingge, it would collapse in an instant.

Ye Qingge's misty eyes froze slightly.

A blushing color appeared on his usual cold face.

The ambiguity that happened between the two last night suddenly flooded my mind.

"Uncle, I don't read much, so I really don't know what it means to be familiar."

She smiled sweetly, full of charm, as if she didn't care about the familiarity in Li Beichen's mouth.

"get off!"

The cold voice was full of anger that was about to explode.

Li Beichen didn't understand how he became interested in this woman.

And why did he feel that her kiss was so green, but she didn't care so much about that kiss, as if there was no difference between kissing and eating.

Get off the car Ye Qingge can't wait for it.

She found a problem, that is, when she called Uncle Li Beichen, he would definitely leave in anger.

It works like a spell.

Looking at the magnificent convoy leaving in mighty force, why such a big battle, are you too rich and afraid of being kidnapped?

Returning to Ye's house again, Ye Qingge felt so strange. She had lived here for fifteen years, but there was no trace of her existence here.

The house is still old, although it is a few years old, but the decoration inside is all new.

Luxurious, without the warm appearance in memory.

Dong Wenqian came down from the upstairs, her gorgeous clothes were still so bright and charming, her gestures and gestures were charming.

This is her aunt, who robbed her father, forced her mother away, oh, yes, even pissed off her grandmother.

Ye Wenwen followed behind her. Eight years later, she is no longer the little girl she was back then, and she has become more youthful and beautiful.

"Sister, you're back!" Ye Wenwen happily passed Dong Wenqian and ran to Ye Qingge who was sitting on the sofa.

The delicate words are full of joy and longing.

"Wenwen, slow down!"

Showing a rare smile, Ye Qingge would hate everyone, but Ye Wenwen is innocent.

And Ye Wenwen was really good to her. Back then, she and her mother were driven away and penniless. It was Ye Wenwen who stole her mother's money and gave it to her.

Otherwise, where would they have the money to go abroad.

"Sister, I miss you so much!" gave Ye Qingge a big hug.

"I miss you too, you've grown up!"

Ye Wenwen is twenty this year, three years younger than Ye Qingge.

"Don't leave when you come back, we still live in the same room, okay?"

"Wenwen, don't talk nonsense, our family doesn't accept outsiders!"

Dong Wenqian said bitterly with an unhappy face.

"Mom, sister is not an outsider!"

Looking back at her mother angrily, Ye Wenwen's eyes were slightly red.

Ye Qingge sneered, if it wasn't for her mother, despite her grandmother's persuasion, she insisted on keeping her aunt by her side.

Then she will not be robbed of her husband, kicked out of the house, unable to go home until she dies, and never rest in peace.

Whose house is this? Who is the outsider?

"Wenwen, let's have dinner together again when we have time!" Ye Qingge patted Ye Wenwen's hand and said with a smile.

"Sister, my mother has that temper, this is your home, and it will always be!"

While speaking, Ye Wenwen was already crying.

Ye Qingge smiled at her.

"I'm here to ask, when will my mother be buried?"

These words were spoken to Dong Wenqian, cold and distant.