The morning stars are far away

Chapter 497 Ye Xingyao vs. Yin Yanwei

Chapter 497 Ye Xingyao vs. Yin Yanwei
"Well, after dinner, I'll take you back to the hotel. I'm still busy in the afternoon." Gu Yichen's voice didn't fluctuate too much.

The daughter said: "I don't want to go to the hotel, I want to live in Yujingxuan, last time I had a pen and I forgot it there, I'm going to look for it."

"Yan..." Gu Yichen turned around while talking, but at this moment, he saw Ye Xingyao standing at the door, what Gu Yichen wanted to say to Qianjin immediately became: "Yaoyao?..."

"when did you come?"

Ye Xingyao stood at the door, neither entering nor retreating, looking at Gu Yichen expressionlessly, and said, "I've been here since you guys were discussing the vegetarian feast, but you guys were discussing too happily, so you didn't pay attention It's up to me."

Gu Yichen frowned, as if a little angry: "Linda!"

Ye Xingyao hurriedly interjected, "Don't call me Linda, don't you blame her? When I came to your place before, I didn't need to make an appointment or report. Who would have thought that today would be so unfortunate that we, Mr. Gu, are in the meeting?" guest?"

What he said was as much yin and yang as he wanted. Although he had an expressionless face, the words that came out of his mouth were filled with a strong sour taste even in every punctuation mark.

The daughter also turned around at this time, and glanced at Ye Xingyao, as if she didn't understand, so she blinked her eyes with eyelashes so long that they wished they could hang oil bottles, and asked innocently and innocently: "Yichen, who is she?" Who? Is it your assistant? Why are you so unruly? You don’t even knock on the door when you come in? What is she holding in her hand? Is it a bento box? Could it be a courier delivering food? "

Your food delivery courier is wearing high heels, wearing a small ocean hat and carrying a designer bag!
The acting is so exaggerated.

Ye Xingyao walked into the office, put the bento box in his hand on the coffee table next to him, squinted at the playwright daughter, and asked slowly, "Who are you?"

The playwright daughter seemed to be waiting for this sentence, raised her neck arrogantly, leaned close to Gu Yichen, and said, "Yichen's fiancée."

Ye Xingyao frowned fiercely.

Gu Yichen quickly broke away from the daughter's hand holding his, and said in a low voice: "Yan Wei, don't talk nonsense."

Yan Wei?Such a familiar name!By the way, didn't Gu Yichen's schoolgirl mention the name Yan Wei in Mansion No. [-] last year?It seems that there is some unusual relationship with Gu Yichen?

Ye Xingyao thought it was some kind of ghost and snake spirit who came, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be the thorn buried in his heart——Yan Wei!
Yin Yanwei pouted coquettishly, a little unhappy: "I'm not talking nonsense, am I your fiancée? Grandpa has already said that when you go back this time, let us get engaged, unless you want to resist Grandpa's order."

Hearing this, Ye Xingyao felt angry, sour and uncomfortable, and gradually dissipated a lot. He thought he was a king with a sense of crisis, but unexpectedly, he turned into bronze as soon as he opened his mouth.

She smiled and said, "So it's Ms. Yan Wei who came from afar. If I'm not mistaken, you are from Germany, right? Europe is quite developed. I didn't expect there to be such old antiques as parents' order and matchmaker's words." Thought... your grandfather wants to force a marriage? No wonder Gu Yichen didn't want to go back after living in the capital for a year."

"You!" Yin Yanwei became a little annoyed by her two words, as if she had touched her pain point, but the upbringing and temperament of a celebrity still didn't make Yin Yanwei show the slightest anger. She fiddled with her delicate nails, Taking a sideways glance at Ye Xingyao, he said, "Who are you? Where does brother Yichen want to stay? What does that have to do with you?"

(End of this chapter)

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