096 No Deed Is Too Fortuitous

ed before continuing, "By the way, Fang Jiaqi called earlier. She said that no matter how much punishment she receives, she will come to Muscat to see you."Kaka frowned. Wu Shuang had already lowered...097 Price and Men

"Young Master Ye Second, Madam Ye, hello."

"Hello, Young Master Fang."

The few people exchanged greetings, and Warm secretly wished she could reduce her presence as much as possible.

She curiously glanced at Cheng Anya once. This gentle-looking beautiful woman was the mother of Ye Feimo She seemed a little off from the image of a shrewish tiger-mother in her mind.

Cheng Anya gave her a gentle smile, warm and sweet, but secretly wondered if even the "Demon Mother" could smile so tenderly

Ye Feimo glanced at her from the corner of his eye. Seeing her smiling brightly, he couldn't help but scoff inwardly. Foolish woman, judging people by their looks—when her mother had someone begging for death or life and was torturing them to no end, she was probably wetting herself somewhere, not knowing what was happening. Such an innocent nature truly made him want to bully her badly.

"Young Master Fang, bringing your girlfriend out for a meal" Cheng Anya asked.

Fang Liucheng smiled and said, "Yes."

Ye Feimo's expression darkened. His cold eyes swept towards the warmth of the place, causing her to shiver all over; Ye Feimo’s gaze was really too sharp. She hurriedly said, "I'm not your girlfriend."

Hmm, this voice sounds familiar. Cheng Anya raised her eyebrows. Fang Lucheng glared at Warming, and Cheng Anya thought they were just a young couple throwing tantrums and didn't say anything.

"Really poor taste," Ye Feimo said sardonically; it wasn’t clear if he was talking to anyone in particular. Cheng Anya was surprised—her son never bothered with matters that didn’t concern him, so for him to speak up at all was a miracle.

Warming knew he was referring to her and held back her breath. Fang Lucheng said, "Second Young Master Ye doesn't seem to have great taste either."

"I agree with that," Cheng Anya said with a light laugh.

"You’re such a good judge of character—look what you’ve picked."

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Hmm, this voice sounds familiar. Cheng Anya raised her eyebrows. Fang Lucheng glared at Warming, and Cheng Anya thought they were just a young couple throwing tantrums and didn't say anything.

"Really poor taste," Ye Feimo said sardonically; it wasn’t clear if he was talking to anyone in particular. Cheng Anya was surprised—her son never bothered with matters that didn’t concern him, so for him to speak up at all was a miracle.

Warming knew he was referring to her and held back her breath. Fang Lucheng said, "Second Young Master Ye doesn't seem to have great taste either."

"I agree with that," Cheng Anya said with a light laugh.

You’re such a good judge of character—look what you’ve picked.

In the tiny elevator, sparks flew, and Cheng Anya also sensed that something was amiss.

Do they have a grudge

Tolerance has reached its limit; there's no need to endure anymore. Warm gave a faint smile, expressing her thoughts, "These days, prices are getting higher and men are becoming more worthless."

Cheng Anya couldn't help but laugh.

A classic line... Keep it in mind, la la la, I'll be able to update several thousand words a day very soon.，在法國她幾乎每天都會喝，愛不釋手，口味基本上也是固定的。墨晨知道她的喜好，故意開車經過這一帶，故意讓她開心。兩人下車去買奶茶，顧寶寶問他要不要喝，墨晨點頭，顧寶寶給他買。雖然應該是他給顧寶寶買的，但墨晨特意站得遠一些，讓顧寶寶為他買，聽著她用英語和奶茶店的小哥打聽這裡的奶茶做法，因為意大利語她看不懂。墨晨看著她在那詢問，心都軟成了一灘泥。顧寶寶買了兩杯奶茶，轉身看見不遠處的墨晨，笑著跑過去把一杯...