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Chapter 47 The Princess in the Fairy Tale
"cough!"

Lao Qin couldn't stand the flirting between the two, so he began to exert his strength.

"Xiaoye, what are you doing at home?"

"I started a security company."

Ye Ji answered simply.

"Oh? Is it your family's property?"

"No, I grew up in an orphanage, and I started this company myself."

He said with a slight smile, not seeming to care.

Lao Qin was a little embarrassed, and Aunt Meng's eyes were red, and she glanced at her daughter.

Still cooking.

"Eat, eat, and eat."

"Ah, Mom, I already knew that Ye Ji was an orphan."

"How dare you say that I will kill you."

Qin Yaoyao was dragged to the small room again.

Lao Qin wanted to say something else, but Aunt Meng stared and shrank her neck immediately.

"cough."

"Xiaoye, let's drink."

He showed a sweet smile, young man, he didn't say anything after drinking too much.

So when Aunt Meng dragged Qin Yaoyao back, she saw this scene.

Lao Qin put his arms around Ye Ji's shoulders, his face flushed drunk, pointing the country there.

"Xiaoye, it's okay for a man not to drink. When you're out of the house, drinking capacity is fundamental."

"Just because you drink so well, I'm going to beg you today, I. Hiccup."

"What about me, come here for me."

Aunt Meng's eyes spewed fire, and she grabbed his ear.

Another was pulled into the small room.

At the end, leave a sentence:
"Xiao Ji, it's so late, you can stay and sleep for one night, and stay in Yaoyao's room."

"it is good."

Ye Ji replied, then took the initiative to clean up the bowls and chopsticks, and walked into Qin Yaoyao's boudoir.

After entering the door, a soft body suddenly jumped out and pushed him down on the bed.

"You bastard, I've been spanked so many times that my ass is red."

Qin Yaoyao rode on Ye Ji, bared her teeth, and spoke viciously.

"Say, what's your purpose?"

"What purpose do you say I have?"

The corners of Ye Ji's mouth curled up, and the scorching breath hit her small face.

With a force from the waist, he turned it over in an instant and pressed it under his body.

"Didn't you say you're red, I'll give you a massage."

Qin Yaoyao's eyes dodged, her face was as red as a boiled duck, and she protected her two petals of dignity with both hands.

"Oh don't talk about it"

"Hey, hold on."

That night, the two young men and women broke through the taboo relationship.

The next day.

Ye Ji bid farewell to the reluctant Qin Yaoyao and her parents, and returned to Hangzhou.

【Ding! 】

[The host is requested to go to the Wang Family Manor at 21:11, and check in at the piano room on the second floor. 】

Night, nineteen o'clock, Wang's Manor.

Standing in the distance, Ye Ji, who was hiding his figure, could see the lively and joyful atmosphere of the whole manor.

Balloons, dolls, and ribbons fill this centuries-old manor, like a dreamy fairy tale kingdom.

At the gate, luxury cars drove into the manor continuously.

Most of the celebrities and dignitaries in Hangzhou were invited to attend the coming-of-age ceremony for Wang Yuxi, the youngest daughter of Prince Mo Lao.

Mr. Wang Zimo, 79 years old, 25 years ago, the controller of Xicheng, started bleaching after being kicked out of the altar by Fuguang, and now he is the largest entrepreneur in Hangzhou.

His youngest daughter, Wang Yuxi, was born to his youngest wife when he was 61 years old.

Once he was born, he had to love him all, even if he wanted the stars in the sky, he had to find a way to get them off for her.

With the strands of information passing through his mind, Ye Ji put on a black dress and sneaked into the manor.

In the hall, celebrities and dignitaries who only appeared in magazines and the Internet on weekdays walked around and chatted politely.

Ye Ji took the red wine from a waiter, found a place to sit down, and waited quietly.

soon.

Everyone smiled just right, and looked at the door of the hall.

There, Wang Yuxi, who was wearing a white evening dress like a fairy tale princess, walked in slowly pushing the wheelchair of her father, Mr. Prince Mo.

"The Pearl of Hangzhou."

Ye Ji was also looking at her, very surprised.

Snow-skinned and flowery appearance, white and flawless, pure temperament like an innocent elf.
She has lived in a well-made environment since she was born, full of beauty and innocence, but she is not completely separated from the secular public, and often contacts the ordinary people at the bottom to help.

Through her hand, the Wang family has gained a lot of good reputation outside.

This girl represents the beauty and innocence in the world, and possesses all the beautiful qualities of ordinary people.

Looking away, his eyes fell on Wang Zimo without a trace.

"decay!"

"twilight!"

"deep!"

Everyone came to the garden outside the manor, where gorgeous fireworks bloomed.

The silvery red moonlight shines, giving it a bewitching beauty.

Clear springs, flowing water, classical music, and fireworks are slowly woven, and gentlemen and ladies dance lightly.

In the center, tonight's princess, Wang Yuxi, is as gentle as water, gently holding the hand of the father in the wheelchair with one hand, and holding the handle of the wheelchair with the other.

Pushing the wheelchair, the crystal high-heeled shoes slowly turned and danced.
"nice!"

"Beautiful!"

Time passed little by little.

After another splendid and dreamlike fireworks, Mr. Mo, the prince who was a little tired, returned to the manor under the urging of his servants.

20 points.

The old housekeeper who has served the Wang family for nearly 40 years came to Wang Yuxi.

"Miss, the master called you to the piano room, as if he wanted to tell you something."

Her eyes were bright, her cheeks were rosy, and there was dense sweat on her forehead. She wiped off the sweat, answered, and ran up with her long skirt.

On the second floor, the piano room.

Prince Mo, who was in the wheelchair, looked at his daughter who ran over lightly with a happy smile.

"My daughter, finally grown up, finally grown up."

"I still remember that the first time you called me Dad was in this small piano room."

"At that time, my heart melted."

"The first time I saw you walking; the first time I fed you; the first time I sent you to school. At that time, I was somewhat disappointed, thinking that my daughter might not need me anymore."

For the first time, it was like an old father speaking the most sincere words from his heart to his adult daughter.

Wang Yuxi's eye circles are red!

Outside the door, Ye Ji listened quietly.

This scene of father-daughter love was so deep that it lasted an entire hour.
Wang Yuxi was so emotional that she choked up and lay on her father's lap.

Outside the window, moonlight spilled into the room through the window.

The silver moon shines on Wang Yuxi, and Prince Mo is sprinkled with blood.

An old and decayed hand kept caressing the black hair, and the kind face slowly retracted, gradually becoming expressionless and cold.

The palm holding her daughter's long hair was slowly exerting force, and holding it down, the other palm held the cold dagger, and without hesitation, it pierced into the heart with a "poof".

Blood, dyed the clothes of the two people red
Wang Yuxi opened her eyes wide, raised her head, and looked at her father in disbelief.

"I should have died 18 years ago, but I didn't, I'm still alive."

(End of this chapter)