Chapter 47

The bus stops at the terminal at the foot of Nanshan.

It was an hour later that ye fell in love with jingboyuan's villa.

She came to the holiday today. She has a dull pain in her stomach and walks slowly.

Aunt Zhang saw that her face was not good-looking and asked with concern, "what's the matter with you? What's the matter with you?"

Ye Qingxin smiles, "I'm ok, but I'm thirsty. Can I get a cup of hot water to drink?"

She is always cautious in other people's homes.

"Sit down and I'll pour it for you." Aunt Zhang stopped her, went to the bar to get a special glass for the guests, and poured her a glass of water.

Ye Qingxin took it and said gratefully, "thank you."

As soon as the warm water enters the stomach, the whole abdomen becomes hot and comfortable.

May be to see that she is unwell, Aunt Zhang to her arrangements are easy work.

Around 4 p.m., an unexpected guest came to the villa.

Aunt Zhang heard the doorbell and helped her forehead with a headache.

"It must be the great God again."

Ye Qingxin looks at the door.

Aunt Zhang opened the door, and a lady in a purple mink coat came in. The lady's makeup was exquisite, her hair was high, her ears were with huge pearl earrings, diamond sunglasses, and her hand was carrying a limited edition bag. She was noble and elegant.

She raised her hand and took off her sunglasses. In an instant, ye Qingxin guessed who she was.

The facial features and temperament are the same as Yu Qingyou.

"Isn't ah yuan here?" Sheng wenqiong holds his sunglasses with her little finger up. Her fingers are round, slender, and spotless. At a glance, she knows that her fingers are not stained with Yang spring water.

Aunt Zhang said respectfully: "Mr. Jing is not here, you..."

"I'll wait here." Sheng wenqiong was resolute and could not refuse.

Aunt Zhang hesitated: "but... Mr. Jing may not come back today."

Sheng wenqiong stopped and turned to stare at Aunt Zhang unhappily. "Are you going to drive me away for a yuan?"

"Dare not..."

Sheng wenqiong's lips were cold, and her eyes immediately fell on Ye Qingxin, who was sweeping the floor with a broom not far away.

She was stunned for a moment, soon recovered as usual, and went to the living room to sit.

Aunt Zhang took a pot of Biluochun and sent it respectfully.

Sheng wenqiong didn't even look at it. She didn't look well.

This is the third day that she has come here to wait for jingboyuan.

She went to jingboyuan's house on Monday and said something about Yu Qingyou and jingboyuan. Jingboyuan's attitude is to see jingboyuan.

For the sake of her daughter, she gives up her face and calls Jing Boyuan regardless of the dignity of her elders. However, he says very frankly that he doesn't want to talk about Yu Qingyou. She is not willing to talk face to face, but she can't see his face at all.

She had to come to Nanshan villa to stay. It would be strange for her to have a good face if she was so humiliated by the younger generation.

Aunt Zhang slipped out of the living room, patted her chest and said to ye, "I'm scared to death. That face is as stiff as who owes her 100 million yuan. Who can I show it to? Anyway, he is also a man of high reputation. It's very nice of Mr. Jing to say no to his daughter in such a hurry to marry her to him

Ye Qingxin doesn't say anything about it, and quietly does his own business - sweeping the floor.

In fact, there is nothing to sweep, a thin layer of dust, occasionally a few pieces of residual leaves.

All of a sudden.

There was a "bang" in the house, because the door was not closed, and it was very clear outside that something broke.

Aunt Zhang rushed in and saw Sheng wenqiong standing sullenly, holding her right hand in her left hand. Seeing her coming in, Sheng wenqiong said angrily, "it's so hot. Do you want to burn me to death?"

All over the place, the broken pot residue, light green tea splashed everywhere.

Aunt Zhang quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, Mrs. Yu."

Sheng wenqiong wiped her fingers with a paper towel and said impatiently, "forget it. It's not too early. I'm a little hungry. I want to eat the silver soup from juweizhai..."

Then he took some money out of his bag and said, "go and buy it for me."

Aunt Zhang took the money and said, "Mrs. Yu, just a moment. I'll clean up here and go."

Sheng wenqiong looked at the location of the porch, and a sharp light flashed across the bottom of her eyes, "isn't there a servant in the villa? Let her go. "

"Miss ye can't drive. I'd better go. I can drive faster."

"Why?" Sheng wenqiong said with a smile, "is it wrong to ask her to buy me a bowl of silver soup?"

"No Aunt Zhang thought that ye Qingxin had been a little listless all afternoon. She was worried, so she said, "Miss ye may not be comfortable. I don't know when she will come back. I'm worried about Mrs. Yu waiting for you."

Miss ye?

Sheng wenqiong slowly stroked the diamond ring on her ring finger: this name is quite new. A servant is called "Miss Ye"?

Sheng wenqiong's eyes are more dim when she thinks of what happened at Xiao's birthday party.

Her daughter has been infatuated with jingboyuan for so many years that she can't get a green eye from him. That servant has to stand up to protect him.

Is her daughter as good as a servant?

She was very upset about that.

Thinking of this, Sheng wenqiong flicked down her dust-free mink coat and said slowly, "just let her go. I can wait slowly. I'll give her the rest as a tip, and she won't suffer."

"But..."

Aunt Zhang also wanted to fight, Sheng wenqiong gently interrupted her: "you help me cook a bowl of longan jujube tea, after drinking last time, I have been thinking about that taste."

Aunt Zhang couldn't, so she had to come out and tell Ye Qingxin.

Ye Qingxin doesn't want to embarrass Aunt Zhang. She takes the money and goes out.

Juweizhai knows that every time she comes to a classical Palace restaurant at the foot of Nanshan by bus, she can see the antique signboard.

Besides, it's not for nothing. It's very good.

Ye Qingxin is smiling.

At about five o'clock, the landline in the living room rang. Aunt Zhang just cooked the longan red dates tea and was filling it in the cup. Hearing the bell, she wiped her hands and ran out to answer.

"Make a good dinner, take care to eat, and then send her back." Jing Boyuan's voice was soft.

He had already called this morning to give orders.

Aunt Zhang hesitated for a moment and reported truthfully: "Mrs. Yu is here. She wants to eat the silver soup from juweizhai. She asked Miss ye to buy it, but she hasn't come back yet."

Then she added: "Miss ye came a little later in the afternoon than before, and her face is not very good-looking. She seems to be uncomfortable..."

Aunt Zhang lowered her voice and looked back at Sheng wenqiong for fear that she would blame herself for hearing this.

Jing Boyuan is silent. Through the phone, Aunt Zhang feels that there is a cold breath passing on, which is uncalled for.

"How long has she been there?"

"Nearly an hour..."

The phone hung up abruptly.

Aunt Zhang just put down the phone

"Ah yuan?" Sheng wenqiong was cold.

Aunt Zhang was frightened because she told me that she was feeling empty. She dodged her eyes and pulled a panic: "no, it's... It's a wrong number."