After his rebirth, Si Ye was addicted to his wife

She was so stupid at that time.

Never thought, how could a trafficker be so handsome?

Now, if that tall and handsome man wants to abduct her, she should be willing to be captured.

She watched the workers plant tall cherry trees neatly, and then hung small wooden signs on the cherry trees.

She used to see these words written on the wooden signs without exception:

"The falling cherry tree, the rest are forbidden to pick it!"

Ye Nanqing smiled and thought he was so childish, "Who else is here besides you and me?"

At this moment, Tang Zhuo came into sight.

"Miss Nanqing, Young Master Cheng... is here again."

Ye Nanqing stretched out his hand to straighten the small wooden sign, and asked casually:

"How many times is this?"

"Miss Nanqing, it's been No. 20 since you were on vacation to recuperate from your injuries. Young Master Cheng has been waiting at the gate of Qinyuan every day to see you. Sometimes I just drive people away without notifying you." , but this is not the way to come every day..."

"Well, it does pollute the air in Qinyuan." Ye Nanqing frowned, "Then go and have a look."

From a distance, Cheng Fangyi saw a man pushing a woman in a wheelchair walking slowly towards this side.

What made him mad and heartbroken was that Ye Nanqing seemed to be more beautiful than before after not seeing her for a while.

The eyebrows are beautiful and picturesque, and the skin is as white as snow, and she is sitting in a wheelchair at the moment, with a thin back, which adds a bit of tenderness.

"Ye Nanqing, have you seen the news that Ye Anya and I are getting engaged tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?"

"..." Cheng Fangyi was stunned for a moment, and looked up and down Ye Nanqing suspiciously.

He had released the news of his engagement to Ye Anya a long time ago, and now it is spreading all over the Internet.

He couldn't believe that Ye Nanqing hadn't heard anything.

"Do you have to pretend that you don't care about me?" Cheng Fangyi asked coldly.

He could only think of this explanation.

"Heh!" Ye Nanqing smiled coldly, "For Mr. Cheng, is it true that as long as there are women who don't care about you, you must be pretending? In your fantasy world, do all women have to care about you?"

"You...Of course not!" Cheng Fangyi's face flashed a bit of annoyance, "You really don't know about my engagement tomorrow?"

"Why should I know?"

"..." Cheng Fangyi was unable to refute.

He could only take out the invitation card he had prepared a long time ago from his coat pocket.

"Take a good look, it's tomorrow! You said that you will definitely come to the engagement banquet with Anya."

"So you have been coming here to see me every day since 21 days ago, just to hand over the invitation to me face to face?" Ye Nanqing took the invitation and gave him a sarcastic look.

"Of course, Anya is your half-sister. Why don't you attend her engagement banquet? The whole world can be absent, but you can't!"

He paused, glanced at Gu Sihan provocatively, then lowered his voice and said to himself:

"Ye Nanqing, I want you to see with your own eyes how you pushed me to Ye Anya's side step by step! By then, I want you to regret it!"

After hearing this, Ye Nanqing shrugged disdainfully.

Sure enough, Cheng Fangyi has always been good at killing people.

At this time, if she still couldn't let go of him at all, her heart would be bloodied at this moment.

Fortunately.

She has long since let go.

Now I see this bright red invitation card, and see the dazzling words on it:

"I hold the case together and think in my heart, I will grow old together as long as I wish, and the hand that I hold will never change, and the vow will finally come true today..."

Ye Nanqing looked at it and laughed, "It's really you, Cheng Fangyi, you write so vigorously, you won't be afraid to slap yourself in the face!"

"What do you mean?"

"Forget it, your oath is worthless in the first place, just like you yourself!"

"You..." Cheng Fangyi's eyes widened, "Ye Nanqing, when will you stop sneering at me? You've never done this before!"

"You said it too, that was before."

Cheng Fangyi wanted to say something, but was stopped by Tang Zhuo.

"Young Master Cheng, Miss Nanqing has received your invitation, and she will bring her current husband, who is also my master, to attend the engagement banquet between you and Miss Anya!"

"You! You..." Cheng Fangyi was speechless.

Especially the word "husband" that was deliberately emphasized, pierced Cheng Fangyi's heart like a knife.

Tang Zhuo ignored him, turned around and said to Gu Sihan:

"Master Si, it's time for Miss Nanqing's inspection with Pei Shao. The car is ready and ready to go."

"it is good."

Gu Sihan carried Ye Nanqing off the wheelchair, walked around in front of Cheng Fang Yi's face, and put her on the back seat of the car.

The movements are gentle and careful as if they are treating the treasures they care for in the palm of their hands.

This ambiguous move made Cheng Fangyi's scalp tingle.

He stared at the rear of the car that was going away, and whispered unwillingly:

"Heh! Ye Nanqing, you only have one husband before you get married? When did you become so shameless?"

"..."

Tang Zhuo saw Cheng Fangyi gritted his teeth from the rearview mirror while driving the car, and snorted coldly, "Tsk tsk tsk! Who gave him the confidence that Miss Nanqing cares about him?"

After thinking about it, Tang Zhuo asked again: "But...Miss Nanqing, are you really going to attend the engagement banquet between him and that woman tomorrow?"

"Go! Tang Zhuo, you go too. You have witnessed the love of this beloved 'Ganchai Lihuo' with your own eyes. Why don't you go and send blessings together?"

Tang Zhuo's mind immediately flashed the scene when he peeked at the two of them having an affair, and his face turned red.

Gu Sihan's deep and questioning voice resounded faintly in the carriage:

"Dry wood and fire?"

In an instant, Tang Zhuo had goosebumps all over his body, and shook his head like a rattle, "No, nothing, Miss Nanqing really knows how to joke."

Ye Nanqing wanted to say something else, but the car slammed to the brakes with the sound of "thrilling".

The moment she leaned forward and almost hit the seat in front of her, Gu Sihan firmly covered her head with his hands.

Tang Zhuo was still in shock.

Gu Sihan's furious voice sounded in the carriage: "Tang Zhuo! Are you tired of working?"

"No, Master Si, there are people in front!"

When the car was driving normally, a figure jumped out from the side of the road and stopped in front of the car.

The two people in the back seat looked forward at the same time.

Sure enough, less than one meter away from the front of the car, a man about 50 or [-] years old was kneeling on the ground.

After seeing the man's face clearly, Tang Zhuo said cautiously:

"Master Si, it's Fan Weihua, Fan Zhi's father."

Gu Sihan didn't speak, opened the car door with a cold face and got out of the car.

Tang Zhuo also followed, angrily picked up Fan Weihua and threw it aside, "Do you know who is sitting in the car? You dare to stop it? Do you think it's too late?"

Fan Weihua lowered his head, knelt piously, and slapped himself hard in front of Gu Sihan, "Yes, I shouldn't have stopped Master Si's car, I should die!"

Since Fan's product quality problems were exposed, sales have plummeted.

And Fan Weihua's hair turned gray almost overnight.

He went around asking for help, but all his previous suppliers and partners ignored him, and even the bank refused to lend money.

It wasn't until someone reminded him to find out who his son had offended that he found the source of these things.

It was the young man in front of him who was dressed in dignity and had an extraordinary temperament.

He never found out the details of this person, only heard that he came from the capital, and someone called him "Si Ye".

He doesn't know what kind of rights the "Si Ye" in Kyoto has.

But he knew that only this young man was willing to let Fan go, so Fan could be brought back to life.