Prestigious Family Marriage: Uncle vs Young Wife

Jing Boyuan tightly held the girl's body, and gave her speechless comfort with a generous and warm embrace. Watermark Advertising Test Watermark Advertising Test

The embrace of a mature man, like a haven, quietly covers the storms outside, calm and reliable.

Wen Zeyan stood behind the crowd and looked at the girl who was held in his arms by the man. He remembered the words from the neighbors in the courtyard of Ye Qingxin's house, saying that Jing Boyuan had worn Zhou Qiao as his son-in-law and returned I stayed for three nights for Ye Ye, and never sleepless

Rich and powerful men do this for a woman, and it seems that it has exceeded the scenes that he has designed.

Wen Zeyan's hand on the side slowly clenched into a fist, turned around and went out.

The girl he once wanted to protect in his arms for a lifetime is now being protected by another man. He is unwilling but helpless.

From the moment he told her to break up, and the moment he turned to marry someone else, he lost all his qualifications and opportunities.

It was over ten o'clock after returning from the crematorium.

Here in city t, a funeral was carried out, and the filial urn was the filial son, and the grandson was the grandson.

Ye Qingguo was arranged to walk in front of the funeral procession with Zhou Qiaoqiao's ashes. Zhou Qiaoqiao had no grandson, so he arranged a distant nephew to hold the statue behind Ye Qingguo.

Ye Qingxin followed the nephew, and behind him were other funeral relatives and funeral bands. The team was very long. The people behind were holding wreaths, their heads were moving, and there was a vast and mighty trend.

The cemetery is a bit far away.

After walking for about ten minutes, Ye Qinguo in front of him suddenly stumbled, a man fell a dog to eat shit, and the ashes rolled out.

There was a commotion in the team.

Ye Qinguo's feet twisted, so painful he just sat on the ground and wept.

Father Song ignored him, quickly picked up the ashes and scooped the earth, picked up the black cloth cover, and shouted at the team: "Come a nephew to hold the ashes."

Not a son, a nephew can also be a filial son.

It's just that Zhou Qiaoqiao's nephews are too young. Father Song looked at the little hair children who came out of the team and shook his head. "Isn't anyone older?"

Ye Qing felt a little distressed, and his mother's life was bumpy.

She took two steps forward, "Uncle Song, let me."

Father Song glanced at her stomach. "There is still a long way to go. I'm afraid you can't take it anymore."

Seeing the hour was approaching, Father Song was anxious, "I saw Zhou Shan in the morning. Didn't he come with him? Does anyone have his phone call?"

Someone in the crowd said, "Zhou Shan's child is sick, and he suddenly has a convulsion. He went to the hospital. I'm afraid I can't catch it."

Father Song hated Ye Qinguo with tears and snot in his face, "What can I do?"

Looking at Ye's thin body again, "Do you have enough to eat?"

Ye Qingxin nodded his head and reached out to pick up the ashes in Song's father's hand. "It doesn't matter."

But before her fingers touched the ashes, she was taken away by the other hands.

Jing Boyuan's clothes changed all morning, dark gray shirt and trousers, very strong shore, mature man body smell mixed with tobacco smell into Ye Qingxin's nose, reassuring her.

In his ear, Jing Boyuan's calm voice sounded, "I'll hold it."

Father Song was hesitant, "This seems inappropriate."

The crowd didn't know who said something, "I think, as the saying goes, a son-in-law and a half son, Mr. Jing is the son-in-law of the deceased, that is, half the son of the deceased. It is not wrong for him to hold the ashes Well, it's getting late, don't delay the time. "

The team set off again.

Ye Qingxin looked at Jing Boyuan in front. The man's back was wide and tall, like a mountain, steady and deep, making her feel warm and reliable.

The scorching sun was over his head and there was no trace of wind.

The paper-burning smoke went straight up, and Ye Qingxin knelt in front of the tombstone and pricked the sticky coins stuck in the fire with a branch to make the fire burn more vigorously.

Ye Qinguo knelt aside, his expression unclear, and asked Ye Qingxin: "Sister, Uncle Song said that his mother would live here and not go home. Why? Why is it so small here, how do you sleep at night? Who cooks braised pork for Xiao Guo? "

Ye Qing smiled with tears, "Little country is good, will Xiao Guo be with her sister in the future? The sister will cook Xiao Guo with braised pork and buy chocolate for Xiao Guo."

Ye Qinguo's eyes brightened, but hesitated again, "Willn't my mother be with us?"

Ye Qingxin touched the head of Ye Qinguo's hand and smiled, "Mom will always be with us all the time."

Ye Qingguo still didn't understand, apparently he hadn't seen his mother for several days, and apparently Uncle Song said that his mother would live in this small place in the future and would not come back. How could the mother be with him all the time?

What else did he want to ask.

"Heart." Dou Weier's voice suddenly sounded behind them.

Ye Qingxin turned his head to see Dou Wei and Jing Suosuo's servants look a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

Dou Wei'er's eyes flushed. "Why wouldn't you tell me about such a big thing? If I hadn't met Suo Suo and listened to her, I wouldn't know that my aunt would go like this."

The second day Zhou Qiaoqiao arrived in Beijing, Jing Boyuan made her and Ye Qingxin move to Nanshan Villa.

Therefore, Dou Weier did not know that Ye Qingxin had left Beijing for several days.

Jing Suosuo solemnly placed a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone, and Dou Weier also had a bouquet.

Ye Qing was grateful: "Thank you for coming to see my mother. My mother will be glad to know."

The banquet lasted until one o'clock, and around two o'clock, the guests were almost gone.

Jing Suosuo came by plane with Dou Weier, and when they left, they took Ji Yi's car.

Jing also came to the small courtyard on the first day, and later did not even show his face, Ye Qingxin didn't care about it, let alone care about it.

The yard was full of tables, and there was a mess on the table. Ye Qingxin stood at the gate of the yard, and suddenly a sorrow filled with sadness broke out in his heart.

Father Song and Jing Boyuan were doing the accounting. Excluding the expenses, the gift received actually had a balance of nearly half a million.

500,000 is a huge sum for a small town.

Father Song couldn't help but sigh: "I have seen so much money for the first time in my life, and in the past, when someone was in a family funeral or funeral, the most people received tens of thousands of gifts. Mr. Jing's face was really unusual."

Jing Boyuan stretched out his hand and dropped the soot, and he didn't agree with the words. This kind of compliment has long been his habit of listening.

Ye Qingxin helped to clean up the table. If he looked up inadvertently, he could see the shade. Jing Boyuan was sitting on a bench with his legs crossed, his account book was placed on his leg, and the hand turning the account book was holding his cigarette, his eyebrows were down, focused On the account books, one group is calm, like the male master of this family.

At this moment, she suddenly felt as if her heart was in place.

Without her mother, she still has this man.

This man will be her root in the future, where he is, wherever she is.

Song Jiuyong went to Ye Qingxin and leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Your big boss is really nice to you. He is wearing a shroud, guarding his soul, and holding an ashes. Does he really consider himself to be Zhou's son? Do n’t you know the man you know? Tell me about it. ”

Ye Qingxin: ""

"Everything is said to be like things, heart to heart, there must be a lot of gold bachelors who are not targeted around King Boss?"

Seeing Ye Qingxin not talking, Song Jiu said to himself: "I also want to go to the capital and catch a golden tortoise to return to Yijin. You are considered Yijin to return to your hometown. The jealousy of those neighbors and neighbors makes you jealous."

It seemed like something funny was happening. Song Jiu laughed twice and said, "Did you see Uncle Du just at the banquet? He brought a ten-year-old niece over and deliberately delivered it to the boss of your family. He laughed dead, and didn't look at his niece's virtue, not even a finger. "

Ye Qingxin: ""

Turning his head to Jing Boyuan, Father Song was sitting beside him explaining what he was doing. He just stared at the account book and occasionally nodded his head, showing the boss's style from every move, paired with handsome features and tall The body is very manly in every way.

At more than four o'clock, the yard was finally packed, and the Song Jiu family and their relatives and friends left one after another, leaving the yard completely empty.

Ye Qinguo sat on a stool in front of the courtyard in a daze.

Ye Qingxin walked to Jing Boyuan and sat down.

Jing Boyuan extinguished the cigarette **** as she walked this way.

Ye Qingxin noticed that there were more than a dozen cigarette butts scattered on his feet. He smoked so hard these days. She never stopped it. Jing Boyuan didn't sleep for several nights.

Thinking of this, she felt a little distressed.

"Bo Yuan, go to bed, I'll call you for dinner."

Jing Boyuan held her hand and smiled when he heard it, "It's all right."

Ye Qingxin didn't listen to him, pulled him directly from the stool, and pushed her into her bedroom until she fell to her cot, "sleeping."

She turned on the electric fan and blew on the bed, and pulled the quilt over the man's stomach.

Jing Boyuan fixed her serious face and smiled. "I haven't taken a bath for a few days. I have a smell on my body. Don't you dislike it?"

Ye Qing glanced at him, "If I hate it, what are you going to do?"

He patted his hand and said, coaxing the child, "Hurry up, I'll call you for dinner."

Jing Boyuan couldn't help laughing. After living for more than thirty years, he was coaxed by a little girl as a child for the first time.

Close your eyes and smell the girl's fragrance on the pillow before falling asleep.

Xu was tired, and he fell asleep.

Ye Qingxin deliberately made cooking late, and it was exactly eight o'clock when the cooking was done, and it was already dark outside.

Bring the meal to the table and tell Ye Qinguo not to eat it before going to the bedroom called Jing Boyuan.

Almost as soon as her hand caught Jing Boyuan's arm, the man opened his eyes, his deep eyes were a little hazy, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Eight o'clock," Ye Qingxin said, reaching out and pulling him up.

Jing Boyuan stood up by the girl's weak strength.

"Are you better?" Ye Qing asked.

Jing Boyuan rubbed her hair. "Hmm."

When they came to the kitchen, they saw Ye Qingguo stuffing things into his mouth quickly. He was startled when he heard the opening door. Then he closed his mouth and looked at the wall, pretending that there was nothing, but that The squirrel-like cheek has already betrayed him.

Ye Qingxin walked over and said solemnly, "What did you steal?"

Ye Qingguo shook his head vigorously with a cheek.

Ye Qingxin reached out and poked at his bulging cheeks, angry and funny, "Not yet, look at your face."

Ye Qinguo blushed, spit out the meatballs in his mouth and put them back on the plate.

Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan: ""

After eating, Ye Qingxin was about to get up to clean up the table. Jing Boyuan first got up and took the watch and said, "You are sitting."

Looking at the man holding his sleeves and busy figure in front of the pot table, Ye Qingxin's heart became more stable and satisfied.

For a long time, she asked him, "When are you going back to Beijing?"

Jing Boyuan didn't turn around and just said, "With you."

Ye Qingxin said, "I want to wait until my mother has passed the first seven days and then go back. When she comes back to eat the last bowl of rice, I will leave."

According to the statement from city t, the soul of the deceased will return home on the first seven days. The family will prepare a bowl of rice for the deceased. Ye Qingxin did not want her mother to return when she saw an empty house.

"You go back first. I think you've had a lot of calls these two days."

Jing Boyuan washed the dishes, wiped her hands and came over to sit next to her. "I have made arrangements before the company's affairs. Luo Feng will look at the matter and be assured."

Ye Qingxin said nothing, reached out and held his hand to play.

After a period of silence, she said, "I went to buy you toiletries when you went to bed in the afternoon. You go to take a bath and have a good night's sleep. Thank you for your hard work these days."

Jing Boyuan raised his hand and touched Ye Qingxin's face. Ye Qingxin could smell the dishwashing essence at his fingertips.

"Thank you for saying thank you, it's too good."

Men's palms are a bit cold because they are soaked in water. They stick to the skin in this hot summer.

Ye Qingxin smiled slowly at him and nodded.

When Jing Boyuan was taking a bath, Ye Qingxin took out his notebook and opened it.

Connie only gave her a week at the time, and she had done almost the same a few days ago, with only a small part left.

These days, she hasn't forgotten it, but she can't calm down to do anything else. In this respect, she hasn't cultivated enough.

Now that her mother has fallen into the ground, she can no longer delay.

Although Connie agreed to give her a few more days, she could not regard the tolerance of others as her indulgent capital.

Jing Boyuan came out of the bath, walked into the bedroom, and saw Ye Qingxin focused on the computer.

"Where is the small country?" He came over and asked.

Ye Qingxin's eyeballs were still staring at the computer, holding the mouse in one hand and tapping on the keyboard with one hand, absently, he said, "Sleep."

Jing Boyuan walked behind her, bent over, held her two busy hands, and circled her in her arms. The man after bathing had a bit of aroma, mixed with the taste of male hormones, and made Ye fall in love. Come back from your own world.

The man's chin rested on her shoulder socket, and Shen said, "I'll take a bath and go to bed, so I'll be busy tomorrow, it's not early."

Ye Qingxin was uncomfortable with his actions. "Wait a while."

Jing Boyuan put on that tough gesture again, "Do you shut it yourself, or do I help you shut it?" He was referring to the computer.

Ye Qing was a little unhappy.

Jing Boyuan said: "You don't sleep, your child has to sleep."

When it comes to children, Ye Qing surrendered, turned off the computer, and took his clothes to the bathroom.

After returning from the shower, Jing Boyuan was holding a small book in her hand, half-lying on her crib, with two long legs bent, her bed was not large, and the men's legs were not straight.

Ye Qingxin saw that he was fully absorbed in the small book, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Jing Boyuan didn't look up. "Your composition."

Ye Qingxu was stunned, and stretched his neck to look, and he really saw that the small book was a kind of primary school text. Due to the age, the paper was yellow, and the typeface was naive and crooked.

The page opened by Jing Boyuan was titled ‘My Dad’.

The first line and the first sentence of the composition read: My father's name is Ye Jundong.

Ye Qing was startled.

The relationship between Ye Jundong and her was not known to the Jing family.

She hurriedly snatched the text, "It's all childish nonsense, what's so nice about it."

She also didn't know what she was panic about, maybe because Jing Boyuan misunderstood her relationship with Ye Jundong, or maybe because Jing Boyuan knew she was an illegitimate daughter whose mother didn't know who she was with, and she despised her.

Ye Qingxin has never asked her mother about her own life. On the one hand, she did not want to stimulate her mother. On the other hand, she was afraid in her heart. She was afraid that the results would be cruel.

Jing Boyuan looked as usual. He stretched out his hand and sat at the bed with Ye Qingxin, took the towel in her hand, and gently brushed her hair.

He didn't ask anything, but Ye Qing's heart was even hesitant.

Halfway, or she couldn't help but say, "Do you have anything to ask?"

Jing Boyuan's men kept moving, his voice smashed from the top of his head to Ye Qingxin, faint, could not hear any emotions, "What do you want me to ask."

Ye Qingxin bowed his head and remained silent.

For a long time, frankly said: "Actually, the dad who abandoned us that I told you, you've seen and are still very familiar."

Jing Boyuan rubbed the girl's soft, smooth hair with a towel, and heard nothing but said something like a listener, listening to her quietly.

Ye Qingxin looked up at Jing Boyuan's indifferent eyebrows, and suddenly there was a guess in his heart, did he already know?

I still remember that when she was on the horse, Yu Qingyou once said in front of Jing Boyuan that she and Ye Jundong were in a big crowd, but Jing Boyuan didn't ask anything, didn't say anything, and said she didn't need to explain

Now think about it, when he reacted so indifferently, he already knew her relationship with Ye Jundong, so he didn't care so much, because there was nothing to care about.

"Did you already know that Ye Jundong was my father?" Ye Qing asked absently.

Jing Boyuan touched her hair, and it was almost dry. She put down her towel and combed her hair.

"Isn't it?" Ye Qingxin asked again.

This time, Jing Boyuan said "um".

"He told you?" Ye Jundong was the ‘he’ in Ye Qingxin ’s mouth.

Jing Boyuan said neither yes nor no.

In fact, Yu Qingyou sent him the video with Yu's updated mobile phone, and he had already found someone to investigate.

At first he was also surprised that his uncle was the father of his girlfriend.

Ye Qingxin only when he is the default.

"Did he tell you anything else?" Did Ye Jundong tell Jing Boyuan that he was not her biological father, she was an illegitimate daughter outside Zhou Qiaoqiao?

Will Ye Jundong also tell Jing Boyuan that Ye Qingguo is the illegitimate child of Xi Zhengting?

Jing Boyuan noticed the tension of the girl, put down her comb, and carried the girl into her arms, without asking, "What else should he tell me?"

Ye Qingxin: ""

She looked into the man's eyes, trying to see something out of it.

It's just that those dark eyes are like a deep well at midnight. It's heartbreaking and can't see anything.

"It's not early, go to bed," Jing Boyuan said.

Turning off the lights, adapting to the sudden darkness, the moonlight coming in through the window can vaguely see the outline of the bedroom.

The electric fan at the foot of the bed hula was working, and the cool breeze blew to the two.

Ye Qingxin nestled in Jing Boyuan's arms, feeling the warmth and security he gave, and suddenly felt an urge to confess to him.

I do not know how long it has been.

Ye Qingxin drilled into Jing Boyuan's arms, stretched out his hand and held his back tightly, "Are you asleep?"

She asked softly.

Jing Boyuan said "um", signaled that he was not asleep.

The man's voice sounded extremely deep and **** in the dark.

"Actually Ye Jundong is not my biological father"

Jing Boyuan held her tightly in her arms.

Listening to the powerful heartbeat in his chest, Ye Qingxin continued: "I didn't know it at the beginning, I always hated him for abandoning, I hated him for not listening for ten years, I hated him for making my home a mess Kong, I blame him for letting me live a breathless life "

The years that Zhengzheng was supported by were not really good. Li Shufen's needles were hidden in the cotton, and she began to teach since childhood.

"Until Xiaoguo had an accident and needed a lot of money, I went to him for help and realized that I was not his daughter at all, and even Xiaoguo was not his son."

"It was difficult to accept at first, and then I suddenly understood him. If it were me, neither of the two children would be my own, I would also divorce, and I would not care about those two children."

Ye Qing laughed heartily, "Is it ridiculous?"

Jing Boyuan stroked her head with a big palm, "You will have me in the future."

Ye Qingxin's nose didn't know how to feel sour, and his face froze to his chest. "Um."

After a pause, she said, "I thought you would despise me."

Jing Boyuan smiled, and pressed her head into her arms. "How could it be."

Ye enamoured bed by the window.

The moonlight sprinkled on the bed, and the pair of men and women hugging each other was coated with silver and white. The men were tall and strong, and the girls were petite and soft, like a perfect picture.

Ye Qingxin closed his eyes and enjoyed the peace of this moment.

Just as she was drowsy, Jing Boyuan suddenly spoke again, "Wen Zeyan was your first love?"

This made Ye Qingxin sober for a moment, looked up at the man's face, and the man's eyes looked dark and dark, with a clear meaning of accounting after the fall.

Ye Qingxin's heart jumped twice. He didn't mention Wen Zeyan yesterday to today. She thought he had forgotten it.

Before waiting for her to say anything, Jing Boyuan said, "You used to have a bad vision, but now you have grown a lot."

Ye Qingxin: ""

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Some Yao dare not speak, just beloved do not abandon

Sometimes Yao is even more late, so cute can watch it the next day

Today, Yao is carrying a child while coding. Okay, all excuses, mainly Yao's hand slag.