Part-time President's Wife

Chapter 100 Controlling everything Ye Yiqing looked at their backs, feeling somewhat sour in her heart, Mingmei suddenly whispered: "They are quite compatible."

Ye Yiqing was startled, and looked at Mingmei in astonishment, it was extremely inappropriate for Mingmei to say such words, both public and private.

If it were someone else, Ye Yiqing would think that person was ignorant and unable to speak, but Mingmei was definitely not such a person.

She said this absolutely on purpose.

"Hehe, just kidding, don't be angry." Mingmei smiled, "Let's go, I'll take you to the tea house."

Ye Yiqing raised the corners of her lips, and followed her to the tea house.

"Wife!" Suddenly a familiar voice came from behind, Ye Yiqing was startled, she turned her head and stared at Mo Shengtian in a daze, this was the first time he called her directly like this, she wondered if she had heard it wrong.

"Wait for me obediently, I'll finish talking soon and take you home!" Mo Shengtian looked at her tenderly and smiled.

"Yeah." Ye Yiqing nodded repeatedly, the doubts in her heart were dispelled by the warm words and smiles, at this moment, she was no longer afraid of Li Xuanya, because she knew that Mo Shengtian only had her in his heart.

"Madam Li, please take good care of my wife." Mo Shengtian said politely to Mingmei.

"President Mo, please don't worry!" Mingmei smiled slightly, her eyes gleaming with complicated light.

Li Hyuna lowered her eyes and clenched her hands unconsciously. Her self-righteousness was completely shattered by these words.

The heart, too, was shattered together. .

"What a loving couple." Li Heyuan said with a smile, "It's been a while since we separated, and we're reluctant to part."

"Boss Li laughed! Don't you love your wife the same?"

"Haha, that is, that is."

Mo Shengtian waved to Ye Yiqing, chatted and laughed with Li Heyuan, and walked towards the study together.

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Mingmei and Ye Yiqing also walked slowly towards the teahouse.

This is another promenade, antique, elegant and quiet, with dim lights.

Ye Yiqing was still immersed in Mo Shengtian's warmth just now, and Mingmei was silent all the way.

Finally arrived at the teahouse, Mingmei beckoned Ye Yiqing to go in and sit down, the tea art brought the high-quality Dahongpao, set up the tea table, and prepared the dishes, but Mingmei raised her hand and said: "I'll come, you guys go down."

"Yes." The tea artisans retreated silently and closed the door behind them.

Ming Mei washes her hands carefully, and then makes tea, her movements are elegant and skillful.

Ye Yiqing quietly appreciates her tea ceremony, just like appreciating an art, but for some reason, she thinks of her father Ye Qihong. Ye Qihong also liked tea ceremony when he was young. He has a lot of tea in his family. Bring a tea set and some good tea. .

And he also made good tea, both Ye Yiqing and Ye Yixing liked to watch him make tea.

"President Mo seems to love you very much." Mingmei said suddenly.

"Ah?" Ye Yiqing froze for a moment, then responded with a smile, "It's okay."

"Are you very affectionate?" Ming Mei's words were in a questioning tone.

"This..." Ye Yiqing found it difficult to answer, "It's okay."

"It seems that it's not that deep yet." Mingmei raised her eyes to look at her, with a beautiful curve on her lips, "Otherwise, you would answer in the affirmative!"

Ye Yiqing frowned: "Mrs. Li seems to be very concerned about the relationship between our husband and wife, and has been asking about these secrets!"

"I'm just asking casually." Mingmei Wan'er smiled, "It seems a bit presumptuous, sorry!"

Ye Yiqing suppressed the displeasure in her heart and didn't say any more.

Mingmei didn't mention it anymore, she made a good cup of tea and handed her a cup: "Taste."

"Thank you." Ye Yiqing took it and took a sip, "Mm~ good tea!"

"You also know tea?" Ming Mei asked.

"I know a thing or two." Ye Yiqing looked at the tea in the cup, "Is this Icelandic Pu'er? The taste is a bit bitter, and the market price seems to have been sold at more than [-] a catty recently."

"Well, this Icelandic Pu'er tea is not a good tea, it's just expensive." Mingmei smiled softly, "Some teas look good on the surface, but in reality they are not. Just like some men, they look glamorous on the surface. Precious and rare, perhaps the inside has long been rotten..."

"Mrs. Li!" Ye Yiqing interrupted Mingmei's words for the first time, and said seriously, "Since it is a bright, precious and rare tea, it will not be spoiled, even if it is not to your taste, you don't have to criticize it like this .”

Since Mingmei wants to use tea as a metaphor to imply that Mo Shengtian is not the same as what he is, she tells her not to be prejudiced in her own way.

"You're pretty assertive."

Mingmei smiled slightly, poured out a pot of good tea, washed the tea set again, and replaced it with a new pair of tea.

Ye Yiqing has lost interest, and even feels uncomfortable getting along with Mingmei, but the matter of Mo Shengtian has not been finished yet, so she can only stay and wait.

Mingmei brewed a pot of Tieguanyin again, and poured Ye Yiqing a cup: "This is my favorite tea, try to see if you like it or not?"

"Thank you." Ye Yiqing took it and took a sip, her heart skipped a beat. This was the kind of tea her father Ye Hongyuan often drank, and even the fragrance was familiar.

"I drank this kind of tea when I met He Yuan for the first time. He knew that I liked it, so he kept buying it for me and kept it for me." Mingmei talked about her husband Li Heyuan, quite proudly, "He Yuan is very kind to me. He is extremely caring, he will dedicate to me everything I look at twice, even if it is the stars in the sky, he will try his best to pick them off for me."

"If that thing doesn't belong to you, it may not be meaningful to get it." Ye Yiqing said quite casually, "It's better to hang the stars in the sky, at least they can illuminate the world, and they are nothing if you take them off."

Mingmei's action of making tea was slightly startled, and then she curled her lips into a smile: "The world is so big, no one is in charge, live your own life well, do what you want to do, and want what you want, this is real! "

"That's right." Ye Yiqing responded lightly, she didn't say much anymore, she felt that she and Mingmei had different views on life, values, and ideas, and she couldn't convince the other party at all, so it was useless to say more.

Probably because she noticed Ye Yiqing's silence, Ming Mei stopped talking.

The two sipped tea silently, and the atmosphere was a little quiet.

Suddenly, Ye Yiqing's cell phone rang, and she immediately took out the cell phone to answer the call: "Quiet!"

"Yiqing, I'm sorry, I know it's late at night in Paris, I don't want to disturb you, but the matter is serious, I have to tell you..."

"Don't worry, speak slowly." Ye Yiqing almost cried when she heard An Jing.

"Han Han, Han Han is gone." An Jing couldn't help crying, "I went to see him this morning, only to find that he was gone, and the people in the hospital were looking for him everywhere..."

"How did this happen?" Ye Yiqing panicked, "How could such a nice person disappear out of thin air? Did you call the police?"

"I called the police. The police said that he was taken away by some mysterious people." An Jing cried and said, "What should I do? Han Han was already sick, and now his whereabouts are unknown. Will something happen to him?"

"No, don't worry." Ye Yiqing comforted, "I'll ask Mo Bing to investigate right now."

"Yeah." An Jing nodded again and again, "I'll wait for your news."

"Okay." After hanging up the phone, Ye Yiqing got up and went out.

"You should be calm and calm when encountering things." Mingmei called to stop her, "You are in such a hurry, you can't do things well."

"You don't know, my friend is missing." Ye Yiqing said eagerly, "His situation is quite special, we..."

"President Mo should know your friend, right?" Mingmei interrupted her, and said bluntly, "If he knows, then he should be the first to know about your friend's accident. Now that he knows, he will arrange for Mo Bing Deal with it, if he doesn't arrange it, then naturally he has his reasons, if you go to him now, you will only disturb him to discuss business."

Hearing these words, Ye Yiqing fell silent, and gradually calmed down: "You're right, he must have known about it a long time ago..."

But he didn't even mention it. She didn't understand. He knew that she attached great importance to Han Han's affairs, so why didn't he tell her?

"Seeing how restless you are, that friend of yours must be very important to you, right?" Ming Mei asked quite casually.

"Well, he is my middle school classmate and a very good friend." Ye Yiqing sat down in a daze.

"No news is good news." Mingmei said lightly, "Maybe he just went where he should go."

Ye Yiqing was startled, and turned to look at her: "Where should I go?"

She vaguely felt that Mingmei seemed to know something, no, to be more precise, Mingmei seemed to know everything.

"Drink tea." Ming Mei smiled at Ye Yiqing and continued to drink tea.

"You know my friend?" Ye Yiqing asked tentatively, "His name is Han..."

"How did I know your friend?" Mingmei interrupted Ye Yiqing, "You are too anxious!"

Ye Yiqing lowered her eyes, very depressed.

"How about it..." Mingmei picked up her mobile phone and made a call, "I'll urge my husband to finish his business with President Mo as soon as possible, so that you can go to President Mo to discuss your friend's affairs."

Ye Yiqing sincerely said "Thank you".

It is inconvenient for her to disturb Mo Shengtian now, and Mo Bing is waiting outside the meeting room, and it is not easy to order her. If she is allowed to wait like this, she will probably die of panic.

Now Mingmei helps her push Li Heyuan, that would be the best.

"He Yuan..." Mingmei spoke very gently——

"How did the talk go?"

"Well, I know this matter can't be discussed for a while, so don't worry, take your time."

"Well, it's getting late and Mrs. Mo is waiting here again. Why don't you let President Mo and Mrs. Mo go back to rest and talk about it another day?"

"Well, you ask."