Flash Marriage Game: The First Lady of the Wealthy

Tong Caiwei thought for 2 minutes, secretly looking at Ye Fan's face, she couldn't figure out what he was thinking at this moment.

Because of this, her heart was fluctuating and uneasy.

"I... I shouldn't have sneaked away."

"Lord Ye Fan fed me the best food, gave me the best clothes, and let me live in the most beautiful house. I shouldn't just sneak away after I owe you [-] million. I shouldn't have slipped away recklessly when I knew it was impossible to escape from the palm of your old man."

"You are quick to admit your mistake."

Ye Fan slightly opened his eyes, and a smile flashed in his dark green eyes, "Then tell me, how should I punish you for running away with such a bad nature?"

Hearing the word "punishment", Tong Caiwei's small face immediately collapsed. She said it too late, then quickly, she blinked her eyes, and immediately sucked her nose with tears, with a very pitiful look, "Master Ye Fan, the ancients said Well, knowing my mistakes can make a big difference, can you old man treat me leniently and give me a chance to reform when I am young and ignorant, and I take the initiative to admit my mistakes?"

"How do you want to make up for the mistake?"

Tong Caiwei doesn't like to ride in the car, she always feels stuffy in the car.

But Ye Fan's smell is very good, faint, if there is nothing, lingering in her nose.

She swallowed nervously, stretched out her hand and tapped Ye Fan's shoulder lightly, met his slightly surprised gaze, and said with a doggy smile, "Master Ye Fan, I think you seem a little tired, Let me rub your back for you, it will make you more comfortable."

Ye Fan didn't make a sound, but he didn't stop her either.

Tong Caiwei seized the opportunity and showed her best skills. She beat her back and pinched her legs. If it wasn't for this time, she really didn't know that she would have such a slavish side.

For her to do something like that to someone else, she would feel it would be a loss of self-esteem.

But in front of Ye Fan, she acted so naturally, as if. .In her previous life, she was by Ye Fan's side and served one of his little maids.

"Lord Ye Fan, how do you feel?"

Someone's tired little face was flushed, and the skin on his face secreted a thin layer of sweat.

God knows, she hasn't served any man like this before, even Su Mochen hasn't enjoyed such treatment.

Ye Fan raised his chin slightly, squinted his eyes, and said flatly, "Barely."

When a certain woman heard this, she immediately became unhappy.

Her fingers were sore, and she exerted all her strength to nurse, but she gave a reluctant evaluation.

If it was someone else, she would have lost her temper.

In front of Ye Fan, no matter how big the anger and resentment are, he has to hide and pretend to be a well-behaved and docile little sheep.

With a dry smile, he looked at the scenery passing by outside the window, and asked tentatively, "Master Ye Fan... Where are we going?"

Ye Fan slowly opened his eyelids, glanced at her lazily, but asked inappropriately, "Am I very old?"

"Ok?"

She didn't react for a while, and couldn't keep up with Lord Ye Fan's rhythm.

Ye Fan repeated it patiently, "You say I'm your uncle, call me an old man, little girl, how old am I in your eyes?"

Tong Caiwei was stopped.

She had never considered this question.

According to rumors, Ye Fan is very old.

Some said that he was only 27 or [-] years old.