The Young Master’s Bride

When I praised my son, I also praised myself by the way.

Ye Qingge raised his eyes to look at Dong Wenqian with an incredible face and wide-eyed eyes.

Her aunt is still so beautiful, but she robbed her father, occupied her home, and...

All the humiliation in the past, the mother's indomitable eyesight made Ye Qingge smile suddenly.

Dong Wenqian is such a mad, cruel and cruel woman, panic at the moment, so cautious...

She knew that the Li family, rich family, she never wanted to get infected.

But she likes to see Dong Wenqian's way of eating **** and unable to vomit it.

She is not a hypocritical person, never has been.

"I promise!"

The three crisp words gave Li Ximing the most direct answer, and Ye Qingge agreed to his proposal.

"Old Li, this wild girl...actually, hit..." Dong Wenqian immediately said when he heard Ye Qingge's answer.

Ye Wenwen pulled her arm, shaking her body and shaking her head, motioning her not to say.

Where would Dong Wenqian know the result of such a treatment.

It was her daughter Ye Wenwen who ran into Li Nancheng's car.

In a hurry, she would threaten Ye Qingge, who had just got off the plane, to commit crimes for her daughter.

How many women can marry Li Nancheng, wanting to squeeze his head, even if he is lying in the operating room now, the situation is unknown...

How many people dream of being the daughter-in-law of the Li family, even if they are vegetative or paralyzed, so what.

The Li family is the number one wealthy family in Yuncheng, and she is regretful now...

Ye Qingge's wild girl was so cheap, how could she swallow this breath.

But in the current situation, she can no longer say that her daughter Ye Wenwen hit...

Dong Wenqian stared at Ye Qingge angrily.

The death of an old one, and the return of a small one, really didn't let her relax for a moment.

Seeing the resentment in Dong Wenqian's eyes, Ye Qingge smiled.

Who should hate whom? At this time, Ye Qingge thought of the story of the farmer and the snake.

The sound of neat footsteps attracted everyone's attention.

I saw a domineering and evil man, surrounded by bodyguards, walking steadily over.

At this time, the four words "being brilliant" flashed in Ye Qingge's mind

The navy blue suit wrapped the tall and broad body.

The whole body exudes the domineering attitude of looking at all beings, but there is a depth of warmth and jade in his eyes.

Such a right person who can combine domineering and gentle perfect interpretation is probably the only man in this world called Li Beichen.

"Dad!" The man's voice had a calm and powerful dullness.

For some reason, hearing the man's voice, the inexplicable familiarity welled up in my heart.

"Here, I've been in for two hours."

Nodded at his little son, Li Ximing said.

"He also stood for two hours?" Li Beichen frowned slightly and asked the housekeeper who was waiting respectfully.

"Yes, sir!" The butler replied helplessly, and the old man's temper became stubborn.

Even if I have been with him for more than 30 years, talking is useless.

"Do you dislike me for being old? Don't say two hours, I can stand for a day." Li Ximing hit Li Beichen on the leg with a cane.

"How dare you, you really can withstand the toss after you hit the nail on the leg!" Li Beichen's tone was habitually cold.

But there was a touch of distress in his eyes.

"I'm happy, by the way, girl, this is my youngest son, you are called uncle after Nancheng!"

Li Ximing tapped Ye Qingge's shoulder with a cane and said.

He didn't let her get up, because seeing the ceramic pot in her arms, the elderly knew what was inside.