The sweetest you in the world belong to me

Chapter 14 Something's wrong with Missy

"Don't worry about dad and dad, Wang Zhenguo is not my dad for a long time. My grandfather said that he is a beast. Something that is not as good as a beast is qualified to be a father. Only a beast can ask him to be a father."

Ye Lige's words stunned Li Yanmei.

Not to mention Li Yanmei, even Mo Bingshang unconsciously looked back at Ye Lige.

"Brother butler, am I right?"

Ye Lige smiled at him.

"Correct!"

The man nods.

No one knows better than him how scumbag Wang Zhenguo is. A poor boy deliberately entered into a wealthy family, cheating on his wealth and sex, and even caused the eldest lady's mother to suffer from postpartum depression and commit suicide by jumping off a building. Have the face to be a father.

"Brother housekeeper, let her go, and watch the door closely in the future, don't let any mad dog come in and disturb people's mood."

"Yes!"

Mo Bingshang made a phone call, and immediately two men in black came, eager to drag Li Yanmei away.

"Ye Lige, you wait for me!"

Li Yanmei yelled at her angrily.

Ye Lige was speechless, and answered with a smile: "Why, I will come back if you don't say something?"

"..."

Li Yanmei left angrily.

Mo Bingshang looked at Ye Lige, with a bit of worry in his eyes, there is something wrong with the eldest lady.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Ye Lige didn't pretend to be affectionate and felt that her housekeeper brother was affectionate, because this could never exist.

"Miss, in fact, you don't need to care about Shen Hao's poisoning, he is not a good person, and Wang Xiaona's family, they are also scum, don't affect your mood and bright future just because of them."

He was afraid that Ye Lige would do something stupid if he was provoked.

For example, if you insist on marrying him, for example, if you insist on marrying Uncle Wang, Uncle Wang is a retired gardener at the age of 65.

"..."

Ye Lige looked at her butler, and in just a second, his mind was already on his mind.

"Brother butler."

The woman's voice was faint, and her eyes showed a bit of confusion and helplessness: "Is it true that no one will treat me well, love me, or care about me in the future?"

"of course not!"

Mo Bingshang was very distressed, but his body was straight and expressionless: "You will meet a man who cherishes you, and you will have a very happy family. Don't worry, miss, you are still young, and you will meet better ones."

"But I don't think I will ever meet a better man than you in my life."

Ye Lige had a faint voice, peeking at someone, watching his expression.

As a result, someone was expressionless with a paralyzed face.

"We will meet."

Mo Bingshang was decisive.

"No, you are too handsome, even the most popular stars are not as handsome as you. Just for this alone, it is impossible for me to meet someone better than you."

Ye Lige let out a long sigh, got up and walked upstairs.

The man has been petrified, looking at her back, the woman's words are echoing in his mind, you are so handsome, I will never meet anyone more handsome than you.

Someone returns to the room.

In front of the dressing mirror, look at yourself in the mirror.

Is it really so handsome?

Someone frowned, if this face would cause trouble to the eldest lady, then he would rather destroy it.

"Jingle Bell……"

The phone rang suddenly.

Seeing the caller ID, the man's face turned handsome: "Hello?"

"The eldest lady's father, Wang Zhenguo, is here, right at the door, and said he wants to go in."

"Let him go, or you're welcome."

"Ok."

The phone hangs up.

Mo Bingshang looked at himself in the glasses, turned around and went to the kitchen to bring out the bird's nest stewed in rock sugar for Ye Lige. She wanted to eat dessert at this time, and then had lunch.

"Bang bang."

There was a light knock on the door: "Miss?"

"Come in."

The voice of Ye Lige passed through the door.

The man pushed the door lightly and entered, Ye Lige was leaning on the bed and playing with his mobile phone.

"Miss, your dessert."

"Well, put it down."

Ye Lige sat up, watched the butler put the desserts on the coffee table, and waved to him: "Butler, come here."

"Ok?"

Mo Bingshang came over.

"As housekeepers, you can't have the slightest thought of your master, that is to say, even if you see me naked, you have to keep your six senses clean, right?"

"Yes."

Mo Bingshang nodded: "I will definitely not have any unreasonable thoughts about the eldest lady."

"Then what if I don't let you be my housekeeper?"

This is the idea that Ye Lige racked his brains to come up with.

Mo Bingshang was stunned, staring at Ye Lige in a daze, not knowing what was going on in her little mind.

"Ask you, if you are not my housekeeper, will you have any idea when you see me naked?"

"..."

He can't think, absolutely can't think, that his nosebleeds will spurt.

"I want to fire you, I don't want you to be my housekeeper."

Ye Lige opened his mouth.

"Miss, you must have been stimulated by what happened last night, please don't be impulsive."

Mo Bingshang persuaded him earnestly.

Ye Lige: "I've made up my mind. Let the lawyer come over. I will terminate the relationship with you as a master and servant. Then we will be equal individuals. You can come after me and even marry me back."

"..."

Mo Bingshang was dumbfounded.

"Why, so happy?"

Ye Lige smiled and thought that the butler must be so happy that he was speechless.

"Miss, please take it back. I was entrusted by the old man to be your housekeeper. This responsibility is a lifetime thing, and it cannot be relieved by an agreement."

Mo Bingshang was very serious with a straight face.

He received the old man's life-saving grace, and he will never forget it. As long as this kindness exists, he will be Ye Lige's guardian and her housekeeper for the rest of his life, and will take care of her for the rest of his life.

"Don't you really love me at all?"

Ye Lige questioned his judgment for the first time.

In his previous life, he would have given up his life for her. Could it be that it was all for responsibility and nothing else?

"I am your butler."

That's all he said.

Ye Lige seemed to be chilled by a basin of ice water, and the smile on her face froze.

"Miss, take a good rest. When you recover, you will understand that what you said and made today are all impulsive."

"Okay, I see."

"I'm impulsive."

"You go."

Ye Lige was angry, she didn't want to talk to him, she turned her head and stuffed herself into the quilt.

"Miss, the dessert is getting cold, you can go downstairs for lunch after you get up and eat the dessert."

"Don't eat, no one will accompany me for lunch, I don't want to eat."

She stuffed herself into the quilt again, like a frustrated little turtle, trying to bury herself completely in the turtle shell.

"..."

Suddenly very quiet.

Ye Lige turned around and saw that Mo Bingshang had left at some point.

So angry!
Instead of coaxing her, he left.

She went on hunger strike.

I don't eat dessert, I don't eat lunch, in short, I just want to starve to death.

"Boom!"

The door was knocked.

Ye Lige was overjoyed, but said angrily, "Leave me alone."

"Miss, may I come in?"

It was Wang Ma's voice, not him.

Ye Lige was so angry that she pounded on the bed, bastard, big bastard, I can't coax her anymore, let Wang Ma come.

(End of this chapter)