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

Everything here remains the same.

When Feng Baiyu went bankrupt, the house was not taken back because it was under Feng Qi's name.

Now, Feng Qi has transferred the house to Ye Tong's name again, which is regarded as returning it to the original owner.

In the past two years, this is the second time Ye Tong has come here.

Last time, I met Feng Qi here.

Knowing that she was against seeing old things, Feng Qi looked for them and arranged for people to take good care of the yard here.

Come to think of it, she's always been the lucky one.

Back then when she was desperate, she met Shen Zhen, and now she can meet some people who treat her sincerely. God has treated her well.

However, after two years, she still paranoidly put Shen Zhen in her heart, just as if she didn't admit Feng Baiyu's departure, she just felt that they were just accompanying her in a different way.

Most of the time, she was silent, alone in a daze.

Although Pei Zexuan was always by her side, she was always in a trance.

Over the past few years, she has gradually become indifferent, but when facing acquaintances, she always acts as if nothing happened.

They all knew that Ye Tong was pretending to be fine.

With so many things happening, how can there really be nothing?

But she just pretended to be a normal person, handled things neatly, and treated them very gently on weekdays.

Only when she is alone, she can be herself.

In addition to indifference, or indifference.

Enjoy solitude and be with solitude.

Cool night.

Ye Tong felt a little cold, and slightly gathered his clothes.

Suddenly, a shawl came up.

Aunt Wu said distressedly, "It's cold at night, Miss Ye don't catch a cold."

When Feng Baiyu had an accident, Ye Tong was the one who suffered the most.

Although she didn't say anything and seemed like a normal person, from the perspective of Aunt Wu's identity, who really doesn't care at a time like this?
Some care, often hidden in the bottom of my heart.

She doesn't tell anyone about the pain and suffering, and bears it alone. She sees Ye Tong like this.

Ye Tong smiled, "Thank you, Aunt Wu, are you still not resting?"

"I see you haven't left yet, so come out and have a look."

Aunt Wu raised her eyebrows, "Miss Ye, do you mind chatting with me?"

"Please sit down."

Ye Tong is polite.

"Unexpectedly, it will be two years in a blink of an eye. I am really happy for you to see your success in your career in the past two years." Aunt Wu sat down beside her, chatting like an old relative.

Ye Tong has never had any relatives of her age who are familiar with her, even if there are, it was because of the family's property back then.

When the Ye family had an accident, no one looked at them.

Before Ye Tong could speak, Aunt Wu gave another bitter smile, "As Assistant Feng Qi said, Miss Ye, you have been looking for a boss, and you have worked hard for the past two years. I think the boss will feel very comforted if he knows. "

From her words, Ye Tong felt that Aunt Wu had something else to say.

She looked at Aunt Wu and said, "Aunt Wu, you might as well speak up if you have something to say."

Aunt Wu was taken aback.

Then he laughed again.

It's not surprising, Ye Tong is so smart, how can she hide her small thoughts.

Aunt Wu said bravely, "Actually, I'm just a servant, so I shouldn't say too much, but Miss Ye, Boss loves you very much. If he comes back one day and finds that you're in love with someone else, I'm afraid it will be very sad."

Ye Tong's heart sank.

She frowned slightly, lost in thought.

What Aunt Wu said pierced her heart.

She was silent for a long time, as if she was preparing her emotions, before she said, "If he really cared, he should have come back earlier."

"Or, did the boss just encounter some kind of problem?" Aunt Wu subconsciously defended him, "Maybe it's like filming a TV series. I lost my memory, I couldn't find my way home, I didn't know my identity, or I was washed away by the sea. Which island did you go to..."

"Aunt Wu."

Ye Tong interrupted Aunt Wu lightly, "In the past two years, I have searched everywhere, sea areas, islands, villages..."

The light in Aunt Wu's eyes suddenly disappeared, as if her hope had been shattered.

Ye Tong felt somewhat comforted, at least, even Aunt Wu was sincerely doing his best.

Aunt Wu nodded in disappointment, "I see, I'm sorry, Ms. Ye, I am talking too much."

"You don't need to apologize to me, you still care about him." Ye Tong patted Aunt Wu's hand lightly, "Take care of yourself."

She gets up to leave.

Looking at her back, Aunt Wu hesitated to speak.

Enough talking tonight, how can she be qualified to teach others a lesson?
Ye Tong doesn't care about it, it's just because of generosity.

……

It was already late at home, Ye Tong stayed alone on the balcony drinking.

Not being able to sleep without drinking is an old problem.

The light falls on her, her short hair is lean and mature.

It's just that her beautiful face is flawless, and she looks much younger than her actual age, and even her eyes are like pearls that have lost their light.

A week will pass soon.

It seems that all the attachments will bear fruit in a week.

Pei Zexuan arrived in Paris after more than ten hours of flying.

At around three o'clock in the middle of the night, that is, Ye Tong received his WeChat message: [I'm here, the sun here is very warm, I really want to enjoy the sunset with you. 】

Later, Pei Zexuan also sent a photo.

The blue sky captured in the photo.

The climate in Paris at this time is already cold, but the sky is still blue, with layers of clouds, full of dreams.

The corners of Ye Tong's mouth curled up unconsciously, with the satisfaction of being remembered.

She looked at the photo for a long time, but didn't reply because of the time issue, afraid that he would worry about her not having a rest so late.

Sometimes she really felt that Pei Zexuan was the right person.

Plain and satisfying.

Be loved, or, learn to love.

……

When Ke Yuan was dealing with the opening of the new phase of real estate, he found that Ye Tong hadn't dealt with the cooperation project with Pei's yet.

"What do you mean?"

Ke Yuan raised his eyebrows, looking a bit optimistic, "You have changed your mind and are ready to cooperate?"

Coffee smoke billows from the office.

Ke Yuan leaned lazily on the sofa, with a relaxed posture.

Ye Tong said, "I'll tell him when he comes back from Paris."

"I'm afraid of this matter. If you haven't said anything yet, we'll be under the influence over there. Don't forget who your future father-in-law is." Ke Yuan reminded him friendly.

Ye Tong frowned.

Ke Yuan was right, once Pei Yu was involved, the matter would become troublesome.

After contemplating for a moment, she said, "I think Pei Yu wouldn't interfere at this moment. A tiger doesn't eat its own son. He wouldn't design his own son."

"Not necessarily."

Ke Yuan didn't seem to be talking too much, he spread his hands and said indifferently, "Okay, you can handle this matter as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, he stood up, "By the way, I'm going to meet a big client in the afternoon. It was introduced by Mr. Lin from Xicheng. It is said that he is interested in our Chen Xing."

Ye Tong, the eldest son of Lin, knew that it was Lin Xiaowen, a well-known playboy.

Although the mind is not on business, there are many connections.

Ye Tong said, "Go ahead, don't have too much fun."