Finding a Wife and Entering the Urn: Young Master Feng is addicted to spoiling his wife

Her body was tense, her hands were tightly grasping the hem of the skirt, she took a deep breath, again and again, trying to calm down.

Feng Baiyu realized that she hadn't followed, and the moment she turned around, she hurriedly lowered her head, curbed the remaining hatred on her face, cleaned up all the expressions that were as revealing as possible, a pair of leather shoes appeared under her feet, and Ye Tong raised her head to face him eyes.

"Fear?"

His eyes narrowed slightly.

She had no choice but to smile to hide her panic: "Just curious, you brought me here to prepare for a golden house to hide your beauty?"

Feng Baiyu curled his lips into a smile, and suddenly took her hand into the villa.

She tried her best not to be overwhelmed by memories.

There are two servants in the hall, who should be in charge of cleaning here, but obviously Feng Baiyu also comes back from time to time, the servants are not surprised to see him at all, instead they ask him what he would like to eat today.

This surprised her slightly.

Why live here when you can get everything you want?
The villa here has always maintained its original appearance. It is not very luxurious, but a European-style two-story building. Even now, the market price here has not appreciated.

Counting, this area is the oldest villa area, many rich people have moved out, and most of the villas here have been evacuated.She couldn't think of the reason why Feng Baiyu stayed here, and he was not a nostalgic person.

Feng Baiyu turned his head and asked her, "What do you want to eat?"

Ye Tong was stunned for three seconds, "It's all fine."

Afterwards, he ordered his servant to prepare dinner, without mentioning the contract again.

Ye Tong felt that everything here was depressing and reminded her of the past, but she quickly got used to it and teased him: "Mr. , do some parts of the contract need to be rectified?"

"Let's talk about work after dinner."

He dismissed her with a single sentence, and then took her to the garden.

There are many camellias planted in the back garden, all of which she likes, in all colors, blooming all over the garden, shocking and beautiful.

Ye Tong was stunned, and the corners of his lips twitched with difficulty: "Does Mr. Feng like camellias so much?"

Feng Baiyu's eyes were deep, and he asked without answering, "Do you like it?"

Ye Tong concealed his love very well, and smiled lightly: "Women like flowers, but women like roses the most. It represents romance and love, doesn't it?"

"Is it."

Feng Baiyu approached, reached out and stroked the messy hair scattered on her face, his cold eyes became warmer, as if he was looking at others through her, his eyes were cold and gentle: "As long as you like it, I will give it to you."

Ye Tong's smile was stiff, and his heart was beating violently, as if he had been hit hard by something, and he was at a loss.

"Boss Feng, are you talking to me?"

She took a step back and kept a certain distance, afraid that she would fall into the tenderness that did not belong to her. She turned and walked back, but after only two steps, she was pulled back into his arms forcefully by the man, bowed her head, and kissed her down.

"..."

His kiss was gentle and passionate, but also full of nostalgia. To her, his kiss was familiar and like a deadly poison. It made her aware of the danger. She pushed him away in a panic, and forced herself to remain calm.

"Mr. Feng, please pay attention to your identity."

She walked back into the house, her heart still beating fast.

Feng Baiyu frowned tightly, there was an invisible light in his eyes.

Feng Baiyu chased her back, pressed her against the wall, and trapped her in his arms, with a mocking tone: "Didn't you say you liked me? Is this the way you like me?"

"I also said that I would give up on you."

This man's aura is domineering, and there is a sense of danger everywhere.

"As I said, you choose to start the game, but when it ends, the choice is in my hands." The man's breath approached, imperceptibly threatening, as if warning her that she had entered his hunting range.

She knew from the beginning that once she provoked this man, it would never be easy to get rid of him.Now that it has already started, she can only continue to play. She has no way out, so she can only face the scalp.

For revenge, for hatred.

The servant made dinner and invited him over to eat, at the same time, he looked at Ye Tong strangely, as if there were countless questions in his eyes.

The imprisoned hand was released, and he said coldly: "Come and eat."

Therefore, even if it was not easy, Ye Tong could only follow along.

On the thief ship, he had to obey his wishes.

Surprisingly, the dinner table was full of her favorite dishes, such as hot and sour potato shreds, sweet and sour osmanthus fish, stir-fried squid, etc...

She was slightly surprised, did she remember her, or did she recognize her?

Ye Tong secretly observed his expression, the two sat facing each other, he ate quietly, with his back straight, taking one mouthful after another, quietly and gracefully.She would glance at him occasionally, and it was the first time that she sat with him and had a home-cooked meal like this.

In the past, even if he ate, he would eat in restaurants outside, most of the time it was western food. He wanted to create romance and give her an absolute sense of happiness.

But those were all deceptions he planned with his heart, in order to win her heart and destroy the Ye family, but at this moment, she was creating a deception to destroy him.

After eating, he sent her back.

The thing about the contract is basically completely ignored.

He is very vengeful, and it is her true nature to seek revenge.

It seemed that everything tonight was to punish her for refusing the appointment. On the way back, she warned in a cold voice again: "In the future, don't refuse my invitation, let alone reply to my messages."

"Sometimes I'm not free..."

"I say no."

He interrupted her, domineering and authoritarian.

Seeing that he was about to become her boss, Ye Tong shut up.

The neon lights on both sides of the road projected on his face, blurring a faint texture, making him look extraordinarily refined and noble, but what he said was like a devil: "Qualified employees must always fulfill the boss's requirements, If you can't even do this, I don't think it is necessary for you to enter my company, let alone dream of becoming my artist."

After working hard for so long, I can't fall short at this time, Ye Tong responded very cooperatively.

He seemed satisfied with her attitude and sent her back downstairs to the apartment.

Shen Zhen was waiting downstairs in the apartment, watching her get off Feng Baiyu's car, saw his car leave, and hurried up to meet her, with a worried look on her face: "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"Go up and talk."

Ye Tong worked hard all day, his face was full of tiredness.

Shen Zhen helped her upstairs, feeling extremely distressed: "Feng Baiyu is a pervert, he said he was negotiating a contract, but he took you away for so long, fortunately you are fine, if I can't contact you again, I will Call the police."

Ye Tong lay on the sofa and said, "It's just that the phone is dead. Don't worry, he didn't do anything to me. It's just that people like him are too domineering and can't be rejected, so give me a warning."

At least at this moment, she thought so.

But he didn't know that all her schemes were under his control bit by bit.