Chapter 237 Is Ma Qijun my husband?
Shang Zhen was squatting by the water, and at first glance, his eyes widened:
"Hey girl, I'm Ye Xiaomei's classmate, who are you?"
Shang Zhen had never seen such a beautiful girl. In her impression, Ye Xiaomei's skin was already fair and tender enough. Although this girl had a limp, she was still so beautiful.
Tang Buci frowned upon hearing this and raised his hand slightly:
"Li Yao, don't you know that I don't like meeting strangers?"
The voice was that of a genuine male, and it instantly petrified Shang Zhen.
"Boss, I was negligent." Li Yao covered his mouth and nose, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, and said in a buzzing voice:
"Ms. Shang Zhen, I'll take you somewhere else. We have a shooting range over there. Please follow me!"
Shang Zhen was still in a daze when he was dragged away. He turned back every three steps to look at the boy in the wheelchair. She... was actually a boy?
"I have another guest to see. Is there anything special about this, Miss Ye?" After the person left, Tang Bushi sat upright in the wheelchair. His loose white silk shirt set off his fair skin, making it look spotless.
But that stench really comes from the depths of the soul.
Ye Xiaomei rubbed her nose subconsciously:
"I just want to know who that is around your waist."
Tang Buci straightened his back and said, "You don't know?"
I know, but I'm still asking you: "I really don't know." Ye Xiaomei said patiently, and drank the tea in the teacup in one gulp. At least the aroma of the tea could suppress the stench coming from her nose.
"Ma Qijun, isn't he your husband?"
Ye Xiaomei was slightly startled, and stared at Tang Buci for a while. He looked serious, and there was no sign of lying on his handsome face:
"How do you know he is my husband?"
Tang Buci had dated Ye Xiaomei several times and knew that she had no ulterior motives:
"You mean, he's not your husband?" He was willing to accept the appointment only because he was Ye Xiaomei's husband.
Logically speaking, apart from his personal bodyguard, the only person he met face to face was Ye Xiaomei.
Of course, the guy named Shang Zhen just now is also okay.
"He is not."
Ye Xiaomei's eyes were solemn. It seemed that Tang Bushi had not checked the other party's background before he met him.
"By the way, although he looks like my husband, he is definitely not."
Ye Xiaomei's eyes were solemn and extremely serious, and every word she spoke was pronounced loudly.
Tang Buci nodded slightly.
At this moment, Li Yao came again, facing the morning sun, squinting his eyes and standing far away, untying the cloth strip around his mouth:
"Boss, Mr. Ma, who you have an appointment with, has been waiting in the internship institute for a long time. He said that a shareholder wants you to appreciate it together. I'm leaving first."
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared.
"Antiques?" Tang Bushi put his hands on the wheelchair handles and stood up: "Let's go, let's go take a look!"
Ye Xiaomei was suddenly speechless.
She looked Tang Buci up and down stupidly. He stood up and froze on the spot.
His expression changed from joy to confusion, then he frowned, his pupils dilated and shrank, and then he looked at the wheelchair in disbelief.
After he had been stunned for a long time, his legs began to tremble noticeably, as if they were being blown by the wind.
Ye Xiaomei came back to her senses and said, "Hurry up and sit down!"
With a thud, Tang Bushi fell into the wheelchair, gasping for breath with his head lowered.
"Boss Tang? Are you okay?" Ye Xiaomei was about to support him, but his hand pushed her away. She could only gasp for breath, with a look of disbelief in her beautiful red-phoenix eyes.
It was not until he suddenly turned his head to look at Ye Xiaomei that the corners of his mouth slowly curved up:
"Ye Xiaomei, did I stand up just now?"
"Yes, I stood up!" Ye Xiaomei nodded quickly.
I thought that Boss Tang's face was distorted at this moment, his expression was too complicated, but at this moment, his beautiful eyes were actually filled with crystal.
He caressed the wheelchair lovingly with his hands, as if every inch of it could bring him a huge impact:
"So, after three times, I can walk?"
"At this rate, it should be possible." Ye Xiaomei added.
Unexpectedly, these words didn't seem to work. Tang Buci, who was sitting in a wheelchair, held his forehead and cried.
A grown man crying? Ye Xiaomei was a little at a loss: "Well, it will definitely be fine, why are you crying!"
Tang Buyi elegantly lifted up his sleeves and acted like a country woman, rubbing his eyes:
"I've had this wheelchair for more than ten years. I'm reluctant to give it up!"
"..." Ye Xiaomei's expression was as if she had eaten a fly. She looked Tang Bushi up and down. He was so beautiful and well-mannered, but... was there something wrong with his brain? If you were so reluctant to leave, just sit down.
"Really? I've been sitting since I was a teenager. Now I have to stand up all of a sudden. I really feel a little sorry for my old friend. This wheelchair has been with me for more than ten years. If I throw it away after I get better, wouldn't that be particularly ungrateful?"
"..." Ye Xiaomei looked him up and down again. Damn... She really wanted to beat him up. Really, Ye Xiaomei had never thought that she had such a violent side in her heart.
"How about we stop the treatment? Let you spend more time with your old friend?" Ye Xiaomei gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words.
"Then..." Before Tang Buyi could start speaking, footsteps were heard outside the octagonal pavilion.
"I have long heard of Mr. Tang's great name. It is an honor for me, Ma Qijun, to see you here."
As he spoke, he walked towards the octagonal pavilion.
Ye Xiaomei took a look and saw that it was "Ma Qijun" and the woman in the red dress. He was holding a palm-sized brocade box in his hand.
I guess the people inside are the shareholders.
But the girl in red subconsciously saw Ye Xiaomei and raised her eyebrows. How could she have the qualifications to have such close contact with the owner of Tangjiazhai?
You know, they had an appointment for more than a week.
Ye Xiaomei saw the sharpness in the eyes of the woman in red, but she did not plan to leave. She wanted to see who this man who looked exactly like Ma Qijun was and what he was going to do.
Tang Buci's face darkened instantly: "This is my private residence. You two just came in like this. What do you think my Tang Family Residence is?"
He merely glanced at the visitor, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, causing "Ma Qijun" and the woman in red to step back. They just raised their feet to step onto the stairs of the octagonal pavilion, but then they retracted their feet.
"I'm sorry, I made an appointment before, but I didn't know that Mr. Tang had something to do. I just met Butler Li and learned that you were here, so I came here without permission." The woman responded quickly.
Tang Buci withdrew his gaze and looked at Ye Xiaomei, and pointed with his index finger: "No?"
Ye Xiaomei knew what he meant. He was asking herself again, take another look at him carefully. Isn't this your husband?
Ye Xiaomei shook her head.
Tang Buci straightened his back and said, "This is where I entertain friends in my spare time. You guys go to the front yard and wait. I'll be there soon."
The corners of the red-dressed woman's mouth twitched, and she subconsciously glanced at Ye Xiaomei and exchanged glances with Ma Qijun.
The two turned and left.
As soon as the person left, Tang Buci immediately put down his airs: "Is he really not your husband? He is obviously, I have met him."
Ye Xiaomei's determined eyes told her: "No, he is definitely not."
"You are not scared silly because a third party destroyed your marriage."
"..." Ye Xiaomei stood up immediately: "I know whether I know it myself."
"How do you know? This person clearly looks like your husband. A month ago, he threatened me. Maybe he found out about you and came to see me. Fortunately, I am a clean person, otherwise your husband would have destroyed my house."
"Is there anything else?"
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