Ye Feng was lying on the luxurious sofa when he received a call from Ye Mingzhe, saying that they had moved. Lingxin had bought a school district apartment near Ye Linger's school...
Ye Feng rolled his eyes. Ever since his last appearance at the press conference, he had been all over the newspapers. He took the opportunity to propose buying a house for his family but was rejected.
Love is waiting for him here!
You don't want to spend your son's money, but you are happy to spend your first love's money, right? This kind of gigolo tastes better.
How could such a father who likes to live off his wife give birth to such an independent and strong son? Fortunately, he did not learn his father's bad habits.
Ye Feng was feeling quite pleased with himself when suddenly he received a phone call from the security guard who was guarding the Ye family's mansion. All the mansions here belonged to the Ye family.
It is absolutely impossible for the paparazzi who want to interview to get through the security guards. Not to mention their absolute loyalty to the Ye family, their salary is based on the price of presidential bodyguards, so they are definitely willing to guard the entire Ye family mansion!
"Young Master, there's a young man who looks like a beggar. He says his name is Mo Qingyi. He said he knows you and used to live here. He wants to come in. What do you think?"
"Put it in."
Ye Feng was also puzzled. Didn’t Mo Qingyi say that he would not contact him? Why did he come back now?
"Friend Ye, I'm glad to see you. You have no idea what kind of life I've been going through recently."
As soon as Mo Qingyi entered the door, he was like a bandit entering the village. He picked up snacks and stuffed them into his mouth while crying.
"No, Fellow Daoist Mo, how come you've become like this in just a short time?"
He really couldn't associate Mo Qingyi's current appearance with the Qingyi Sword Immortal who was famous in the world of immortal cultivation.
Mo Qingyi was starving, and cried while eating:
"I deleted your contact information, Fellow Daoist Ye, and sealed my own cultivation. I'm really crying out to heaven and earth for help, but no one can answer me!"
Ye Feng's face was full of black lines, as if that was right, wasn't this all Mo Qingyi's own fault, otherwise he would have given him at least 10,000 yuan in pocket money a month.
"Alright, alright, this isn't how you refine your mind in this world. We've been talking for so long now, and considering Fellow Daoist Mo's posture, those girls are bound to be on top of him in no time!"
Ye Feng spoke in confusion. To be honest, with Mo Qingyi's handsome appearance and ethereal temperament, how did those girls control themselves?
Mo Qingyi drank a big sip of water and finally he recovered. Without any cultivation, he couldn't practice fasting at all. The hunger for so many days almost drove him crazy.
He touched his head, feeling a little depressed:
"Stop talking about it. I've been so hungry since I went in a few days that I've had to steal other people's food. They're so scared of me that they think I'm a snake or a scorpion."
There was no way. He was hungry. Ye Feng only arranged him to stay there without giving him any privileges. He could not survive at all.
Later, a security guard mistook him for a beggar and kicked him out of the school. From then on, he lived on garbage...
Ye Feng gradually understood the whole situation, patted Mo Qingyi's shoulder, and said with a helpless smile:
"Forget it. You've really suffered a lot in this world of mortals. I think you should first adapt to the life of an ordinary person before integrating into the secular world."
He has now officially entered the public eye through Ye Capital. In the eyes of others, he is probably the legendary white glove of the Ye family's young master. It doesn't matter what the outside world thinks. He just wants to make his father and Aunt Ling completely at ease.
Now that he's grown up, he can also be a support to his dad!
Mo Qingyi, who was sitting and eating, suddenly thought of something and spoke cautiously:
"Friend Ye, can I discuss something with you?"
"What's up?"
Ye Feng looked at Mo Qingyi with a puzzled look. Was there anything else he wanted to ask of him?
Mo Qingyi rubbed his fingers, hesitated for a while, and finally spoke:
"Well, a girl just brought me here. I promised her I could let her in for an interview..."
Then he continued righteously:
"Those who cultivate swordsmanship value their promises the most. If Fellow Daoist Ye can help me this time, if I need help in the future, I will definitely be your hero..."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Feng waved his hand to interrupt him. Looking at Mo Qingyi's serious expression, he couldn't help but smiled bitterly:
"Friend Mo, this is just a small matter. Is it necessary to say so? Besides, aren't we friends?"
It was no big deal. He then asked Mo Qingyi to bring the person in. Looking up, he saw a girl who seemed to have just graduated from college walking in timidly.
Like a timid kitten, he observed the strange environment, holding a small camera in his hand, his fingers trembling slightly.
After Mo Qingyi brought the person in, he disappeared. Only Ye Feng and the young reporter were left in the huge living room, looking at each other in bewilderment.
Ye Feng glanced at the tag on her chest, Qiao Sihan, and waved:
"Sit down!"
Qiao Sihan slowly sat down on the sofa opposite, looking a little restrained and pursing her lips. As a reporter, her performance was obviously unacceptable.
Qiao Sihan's palms were sweating. Although Ye Feng looked young, as he sat there, he gradually developed the aura of a superior who was intimidating without even getting angry.
She knew that this was an excellent opportunity. You know, all the reporters in the Jiangcheng newspaper wanted to do an exclusive interview with the young entrepreneur in front of them. This was an opportunity that many people would beg for.
And now, the opportunity is right in front of her. As long as she can take this step, her career will surely be smooth sailing from then on.
Ye Feng saw the embarrassment of the girl in front of him, but he was not in a hurry. He just beckoned and a servant brought him a cup of hot tea.
He sipped the tea slowly, muttering to himself about Mo Qingyi. This guy just disappeared, and no one knew what he was doing.
"Ms. Qiao, aren't we going to have an interview? Why are you sitting still now?"
A sunny boy suddenly stood in front of Qiao Sihan, with a smile in his eyes, his clothes were neat and clean, and his handsome appearance matched his appearance.
Ye Feng looked at this scene, his hand holding the teacup froze in shock, staring straight at Mo Qingyi.
Brother, you are trying to disappear by playing this trick, right? Ye Feng understood and raised his eyebrows. It seems that Mo Qingyi is going to refine his heart in the mortal world...
With Mo Qingyi's encouragement, Qiao Sihan took out his notebook, and after obtaining consent, took a photo of Ye Feng with his camera, and then began an exclusive interview.
Qiao Sihan was also very tactful and did not mention some very private issues, but he was still a little reserved.
Ye Feng just smiled at this, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Mo Qingyi was a little different. This guy seemed to treat this girl differently.
Could it be that...
After the interview, Ye Feng smiled at Mo Qingyi ambiguously and spoke slowly:
"It's not safe for a girl to be alone, please give her a ride!"
Mo Qingyi blushed, and Qiao Sihan held the notebook in his hand, treating it as a treasure. The two looked at each other, both feeling a little embarrassed.
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