You Are My Rare Passion

"Okay!" Yue Ya'er looked at her with a smile, and agreed, "There is no evidence for what I say, can I write you a guarantee?"

"You..." The Queen Mother caught her throat again, her eyes darkened, and she almost fainted.

no the same.

no the same!

It's different from what she thought!

Why can't she just beg her?

Begging her to let her be with her son?

He even took the initiative to ask for a letter of guarantee!

She, isn't she playing hard to get, is it true that she doesn't care about her son?

No.

impossible!

Based on Yue Ya'er's background, her son must be the best man Yue Ya'er could find.

How could Yue Ya'er be willing to give up her son?

Yue Ya'er must be playing hard to get.

Definitely is!

She pressed the table hard angrily, and the headache that had just been suppressed in her head showed signs of intensification.

She hurriedly tried to calm herself down.

Yue Ya'er raised his hand and snapped his fingers at the waiter: "Excuse me, use your pen and paper."

The waiter politely agreed, and quickly brought her a pen and paper.

Yue Ya'er put the paper on the table, held the pen in one hand, rested his chin in the other, looked at the Queen Mother with an interesting smile on his lips, and said, "Auntie, I suggest you record it with your mobile phone and show it to Wang Peiling later." Look, prove to him that you didn't force me to write this letter of guarantee, but I wrote it willingly, what do you think, Auntie?"

The Queen Mother felt that Yue Ya'er was deliberately trying to piss her off.

She was trembling with anger, and could no longer control the anger in her heart, grabbed the coffee cup in front of her, raised her hand and poured the coffee towards Yue Ya'er.

Yue Ya'er subconsciously flashed.

The coffee was spilled, only some ideas splashed on Yue Ya'er's shoulder.

Yunuo immediately stood up and rushed towards the Queen Mother, grabbed the Queen Mother's wrist and asked, "What are you doing?"

"It's okay." Yue Ya'er waved his hand at Yu Nuo, took out a few paper towels, and wiped the coffee stains on his shoulders.

Fortunately, she was wearing dark clothes today, and the coffee splashed on it was not very noticeable.

It's a pity that the quality that the waiter brought her was soaked by the coffee.

Hearing the sound, the waiter came over and bowed respectfully to the two: "Two ladies, what can I do for you?"

"Help me tidy it up," Yue Ya'er pointed to the coffee flowing on the table, "Also, bring me two more pieces of paper."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The waiter quickly cleared the table and brought two pieces of paper to Yue Ya'er.

This time, Yu Nuo didn't leave, but stood behind Yue Ya'er, staring at the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother looked at Yu Nuo with suspicious eyes: "Who is he?"

Yue Ya'er looked at Yu Nuo following her line of sight, lowered his head, and began to write a letter of guarantee: "He is my friend's bodyguard."

The Queen Mother looked at her suspiciously: "Your friend, can you still hire bodyguards?"

Moreover, Yu Nuo is handsome and handsome, with a good temperament. He is dressed in well-tailored casual clothes, and he looks like an international famous brand.

He doesn't look like a bodyguard, but rather a pampered young master.

Yue Ya'er is just a poor girl, how could her friend hire such a good bodyguard?

Yue Ya'er lowered her head to write the letter of guarantee while chuckling, "Auntie, although I am poor, there is no law that says that poor people cannot be friends with rich people. Auntie, do you think I am right?"

The queen mother turned pale with anger, and her head hurt even more.

Ever since she was opposite Yue Ya'er, Yue Ya'er has been talking and laughing at Yan Yan, neither arrogant nor impetuous, no matter what she says or does, Yue Ya'er looks calm and indifferent.