Chapter 222 Add another dish

Ye Xiulan sat in the car, twisting and turning like a louse, scratching the leather seat with her fingers, playing with the seat belts, and refusing to be quiet.

Ye Lin put down the folder in his hand and glanced at her.

"Just say whatever you want to say."

Touching her slicked-back hair awkwardly, Ye Xiulan was extremely curious. "Brother Lin, why didn't you go to the ward just now? And what did you say to Mingzhu?"

"Why should I go to the ward?"

"Ask her to tell Boss Ming to handle this matter himself."

Ye Xiulan's scent was so fragrant, like a mobile kitchen sitting next to him. Ye Lin raised his hand and lowered the car window a little to dissipate the smell.

Ye Xiulan often suspected that there was something wrong with her brain. Brother Lin said only two sentences, and she didn't understand either of them.

"Let him do whatever he wants? I beat his concubine into the hospital, shouldn't we compensate his family?"

“Ouch!”

Ye Lin retracted the finger that had flicked the other person's forehead.

"I'll pay him a shit."

After all, the other party was a pregnant woman, and Ye Lin initially thought about giving the Ming family some compensation.

But downstairs in the hospital, Ye Xiulan heard that the Sixth Concubine actually dared to throw pasta at her head.

Ye Lin changed his mind on the spot and forced himself not to go upstairs and kick the Sixth Concubine.

Those Western-style plates were bigger than the girl's face, and they were thrown at the girl's head. The Ming family was courting death.

Ye Lin said coldly,

"Last time, it was a misunderstanding between you and Mingzhu. What about this time?"

"His wife hit you directly with a porcelain plate. What if Secretary Luo didn't stop her? What if the angle was wrong? Would you still be sitting here alive? I want to see how Boss Ming wants to compensate for half the lives of the Ye family."

Ye Xiulan hugged her head in fear. She didn't think about the plate, she only thought about the pasta.

"But if the Sixth Concubine's child is not saved, we won't be responsible."

"What the hell is that? How can it be compared with you?"

Ye Xiulan seemed to be struck by lightning.

His eyes widened in horror and his lips unconsciously opened slightly. He couldn't believe that such cruel words would come out of the usually gentle and polite Ye Lin's mouth.

"But, but it's just a child after all. If I had a miscarriage, then..."

The gentle and refined Mr. Ye Lin immediately interrupted Ye Xiulan's useless self-reflection.

"She didn't kick your child in her belly, why are you so upset?"

"Do they call you Dad or Mom? Don't take on too much work for yourself."

"If you have no place to put your conscience, you can put it on the altar, and you can even add a dish for your ancestors."

Ye Xiulan was stunned by what he said.

She thought to herself that what Brother Lin said was quite shrew-like, just like the nonsense her mother Jin Fenglian would say.

On the other side,

Boss Ming buttoned his shirt from his beer belly to the base of his neck, finished tidying up his appearance, took a deep breath, and prepared to go downstairs to wait for Ye Lin.

Just now, he saw Miss Ye squatting outside and greeted her with a dark face. Just as he was about to put on airs,

Then I heard the eldest daughter say that it was the sixth child who beat Miss Ye first, and he used a big plate.

The victim's status instantly changes to that of the perpetrator.

Without any time to panic, he quickly asked Mingzhu to talk to Miss Ye first, and he hurried upstairs to move Lao Liu.

Chairman Ye is a madman who can do anything.

Don't kick his son to death!

After walking around downstairs several times, Boss Ming didn't see any member of the Ye family, even his eldest daughter Mingzhu was missing.

I walked back to the business car depressedly, and the assistant opened the door.

Mingzhu was trying on a piece of clothing in the car. When she saw the door open, she hurriedly rolled up the clothes and stuffed them into a paper bag.

"Dad, you're back. Is Xiaoliu still alive?"

Boss Ming was too busy today to pay any attention to his eldest daughter's antics. He opened the cabinet and poured himself a glass of red wine to calm himself. "Don't mention her. Has anyone from the Ye family come? Where is Miss Ye?"

"Director Ye just came and took the person away."

"By the way, Mr. Ye asked me to convey a message, saying that this matter is up to you to handle."

“Cough cough cough!!”

As soon as he took a sip of wine, Boss Ming spat out half of it because of his daughter's fright. "Chairman Ye was very angry at that time?"

Mingzhu recalled the scene at that time and shook her head.

"Don't be angry. Anyway, I didn't notice it. It's quite normal."

"What else can I expect from you except spending money?"

"Forget it. Fighting with Miss Ye today was a smart thing to do. Let's go home first."

Boss Ming didn't want to talk anymore and signaled Mingzhu to shut up. He wanted to lie down and rest, his solar plexus was about to explode.

"Tsk, no matter how much I spend, it's not as much as your group of women spend."

Seeing that her father no longer paid attention to her, Mingzhu pouted, made a face at Boss Ming, secretly took out the clothes that Secretary Luo had given her and looked at them carefully, an idol drama had already been filmed in her mind.

A poor boy is chasing after a rich girl, hehe, Mingzhu is rolling around in her seat holding her clothes.

In the back seat of the medium-sized business car, there were pink love bubbles on one side and a black decadent vortex on the other.

Repulse Bay

Zhao Zhaodi was clearing the land in the woods in front of the villa.

It’s a shame to use such a large piece of land to grow a bunch of wild flowers. It would be better to use it to grow cabbage and radishes. You can sell the leftovers.

This pile of broken flowers is useless, so shovel it away quickly.

"Sometimes there must be something in a dream, but if there is nothing in a dream, then there is nothing."

"An ignorant frog in a well~whoa whoa~hehe!!"

Zhao Zhaodi was intoxicated in singing the Hong Kong pop songs she learned from TV. It didn't matter if she couldn't speak Cantonese, she could sing Cantonese songs.

He sang songs with his mouth and worked non-stop with his hands, grunting as he hoeed the ground with Uncle Fu's flower shovel.

Uncle Fu in the backyard was looking for his flower shovel all over the yard. He remembered that he had put it under the flower stand, but how could it be gone?

When the white Mercedes-Benz drove into the villa,

Zhao Zhaodi has completed 10% of the land reclamation progress.

Although she worked very quickly and was a skilled worker in the Ye family, the forest was quite large and it took half a minute to drive in.

After working for an entire afternoon, she finally got started.

Ye Lin had been reading documents in the car and felt a little dizzy. He closed his eyes to rest.

Although the company has a manager, Uncle Huang, his signature is still required for particularly important documents.

This is also the reason why Uncle Huang asked him to attend the annual meeting.

After the important documents are signed, the company can start work next year.

Seeing that Ye Lin was tired, Ye Xiulan did not speak any more to disturb him along the way, but quietly looked at the scenery outside the window.

Until I saw my aunt who seemed to be planting rice in the field.

"Brother Lin, look quickly."

Ye Lin opened his eyes blearily. As soon as he opened his eyes, his pupils could not focus. He lowered his head and rubbed his eyes and asked,

"Are you home yet? What happened?"

As they were talking, the car drove forward a little further. This time, Ye Xiulan saw clearly what her aunt was doing.

"Brother Lin, my aunt plucked the flowers in the yard. What a shame! They were so beautiful."

"Auntie, you're not going to plant cabbages, are you?"

Ah Hui was also looking at Zhao Zhaodi, his head almost tilted out of the car window.

The moment Ye Lin's eyes refocused, he instantly jumped up from the seat, grabbed the steering wheel and turned it quickly to the left.

Accompanied by Ye Xiulan's screams,

The car just brushed past the fountain in the garden.

Letting go of the steering wheel, Ye Lin slapped Ah Hui in the face.

"You're looking for death if you don't look at the road while driving!"

"No, young master, look, the eldest lady dug up those orchids that were auctioned."

"Where?"

Ye Lin turned his head,

Zhao Zhaodi was carrying out a pile of orchid corpses and spreading them evenly under the eaves of the pavilion, apparently intending to dry them for burning.

The bodyguards passing by stayed away from her, fearing that they would step on Lanhua's body. Their eyes were wide open and they dared not say a word.

Oh my god, if he had come back a little later, his aunt would probably have bought out the entire apartment in Central.