Chief Forced Marriage: Beloved Wife Captured

Chapter 9

"Shouldn't it be enough to give money and compensation? Is it necessary to be serious about marrying back home? You said that our brothers have never touched women before. If we touch women, we have to get married, and the backyard will be burned to the ground..."

It's not that he hasn't thought about Ouyang Feng's thoughts, it's just that she is different from the women he has met before.

Ye Beicheng put down his wine glass and said solemnly: "Not everyone can solve it with money."

Thinking of Yu Jingya's sentence: "I'm not here to sell." He unconsciously evoked a faint smile.

"You can still laugh? If you don't listen to me, you will cry in the future!" Ouyang Feng poured a glass of red wine depressed and drank it down in one gulp.

The dark red light in the box illuminated Ye Beicheng's face almost perfectly. There were countless women who wanted to marry him according to his conditions, and the reason why he agreed to Yu Jingya's request was because of her attitude of not being greedy for profit.

A woman who has no desires and desires is the most worry-free, she will not ask for something he cannot give, such as love.

"This woman is not simple." Ouyang Feng was silent for a moment and summed up the reason.

He put his arm on Ye Beicheng's shoulder and asked in an affirmative tone, "She doesn't want money, does she?"

Ye Beicheng nodded.

"Then can't you see this woman's ambition?" She frowned: "Marrying you is equivalent to owning endless wealth. What are the benefits in front of me?"

"She doesn't know my identity." Ye Beicheng emphasized.

"Women can calculate, you can't be confused." Ouyang Feng sighed deeply, at least he was afraid of being calculated...

The sexy thin lips raised a charming arc, Ye Beicheng lit a cigarette, and said casually: "I have more vision than you."

At least, he will not regard a tiger as a sheep before marriage.

Ouyang Feng has been stared at for a long time, and it is understandable that he would be worried about his decision...

Ignoring Ye Beicheng's sympathetic eyes, he leaned over his ears: buddy, a piece of advice, it's up to you whether you listen to it or not—

"Leaving a woman you don't love by your side is not the best way for you to forget Yang Qianxue."

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The first ray of sunlight in the morning refracted into the spacious bedroom. Ye Beicheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the sparkling sea in the distance. deep.

Thinking of the last words Ouyang Feng said last night, he fell into a deep entanglement, responsibility and emotion coexist, no matter which one has the upper hand, the result will not change, he will marry her, Yu Jingya.

He is going to attend a banquet tonight, and since he decided to get married, Yu Jingya will appear by his side sooner or later.

Picking up the phone, he resolutely dialed her number...

Because of her marriage, Yu Jingya stayed up very late last night. When the familiar ringtone rang in her ears, she opened her sleepy eyes and pressed the answer button in a daze——

"Ms Yu, good morning."

Suddenly hearing a deep male voice, she was so startled that she lost all sleepiness, sat up abruptly, and cleared her throat: "Well, good morning, what's the matter?"

Of course she knew that he was Ye Beicheng.

"Are you free tonight? I want you to accompany me to a banquet."

Just when she was about to refuse, she suddenly thought that since she was going to get married, getting acquainted with her was a necessary process, and besides, she seemed to have made this proposal herself...

After hesitating for a few seconds, she replied softly, "Okay, what time?"

"At seven o'clock, you go to the gate of Wangshan Park, and I will pick you up."

Maybe it was a bad start, but after all, the first step was taken.

Time passed quietly amid anxiety and uneasiness. At quarter past six, Yu Jingya wore a black tunic skirt and took a taxi to Wangshan Park.

She didn't wait too long. About 10 minutes later, the familiar Maybach stopped in front of her. She was more familiar with this car than the owner. The first time she was raped in this car, the second time she was hit directly...

The car door opened, and Ye Beicheng stepped out of the car gracefully. He was wearing a black suit. The orthodox color was not ostentatious, but it couldn't conceal his heroism. The flat trousers were of a moderate length, casually draped over the upper of the shoe, elegant , without losing stability.

Yu Jingya looked at the color of her skirt, then at Ye Beicheng, her cheeks blushed for no reason.

"Are you rich?" Sitting in the car, she asked casually, but she knew in her heart that this question was an idiot.

Ye Beicheng smiled: "Why do you ask that?"

"Because you like to use money to solve problems." Almost without a trace of hesitation, she blurted out.

(End of this chapter)