Substitute bride: the president loves so much

After a while, Meng Yu plucked up his courage, raised his foot, and got out of the car.Ye Jingheng also supported his tall body and got out of the car.When his feet hit the ground, he felt dizzy in his head.Meng Yu looked over from the car and saw Ye Jingheng holding his hands on the car door with a solemn expression.

When Meng Yu got out of the car, his vision opened up. In front of him, in the night, the villa was brightly lit.The villa is located on the hillside. From here, you can have a panoramic view of the night view of the entire X City.And this courtyard is their new house?She thought of the villa in Mushan City. She had lived there for more than two years, and her sister and Ye Jingheng would come here occasionally during these two years. In the past, the owners of that house were my sister and Ye Jingheng, but now , The person who stepped into the new house with him became himself. If my sister found out, what should happen between them?

The corners of Meng Yu's eyes were unavoidably moist, the world is impermanent, one step is counted as one step.

Just as Meng Yu was thinking, several servants in the villa came out at this moment. They saw Meng Yu and Ye Jingheng and greeted them with smiles.Then I went to the back of the car to get things.

Meng Yu didn't move while watching the night scene, and she didn't move either.Just as he was thinking about whether he drank too much and whether he should go over and help him, his deep and deep voice sounded under the night sky, "Come and help me."

Meng Yu trembled when she heard his voice.This is the first sentence he has really said to himself since today.

When welcoming the bride, he said, "Very good. It's just a decoration, anyone can do it."

When answering the pastor, he said, "I do."

But in fact, those things were not told to her!Does Ye Jingheng care about who is married?

"Come here quickly." His pleasant voice came again, and Meng Yu lifted her foot and walked slowly over. After wearing high heels all day, she was indeed a little tired.

Meng Yu walked up to him, looking a little dainty.She raised her head and looked at Ye Jingheng. His face was a little pale, which was more obvious under the moonlight. Because of the stomach pain, he didn't stand so straight.But he was still tall, but not as strong as he was during the day.

Ye Jingheng stretched out his hand, Meng Yu also supported his hand a little slowly, and walked slowly into the house.She felt the weight of a man for the first time.

His steps were a little unsteady and messy, it seemed that he was really drunk.

Ye Jingheng is a businessman, dinner and drinking are indispensable, but usually, he doesn't drink so much, and he doesn't need to drink so much.

Meng Yu helped him to sit on the sofa in the living room on the first floor. The housekeeper came over to ask, and then poured water over.

Ye Jingheng drank water and felt better.

The butler hurriedly ordered again, "Xiao Li, quickly bring over the hangover soup."

Meng Yu stood aside, feeling a little redundant.The butler here is very good, and he prepared the hangover soup in advance, and everything is thoughtful.

"Ma'am, are you hungry? The kitchen has prepared supper, do you want some?" The housekeeper asked Meng Yu respectfully. Meng Yu shook her head and replied politely, "I'm not hungry, thank you."

Ye Jingheng sat on the sofa, drank hangover soup, and sat for several minutes, feeling much better already.He lazily raised his eyes and glanced at Meng Yu who was standing not far away. She had already changed a pair of shoes, making her look even smaller.His eyes were fixed on the redness and swelling on her ankle.

Ye Jingheng sat up slightly, and said in a cold tone, "I'll bring a bowl of porridge and a bottle of safflower oil later."

Then he stood up and walked to Meng Yu's side in a leisurely manner. Before Meng Yu could respond, he took her hand and walked slowly towards the stairs.