Zimao retreated step by step, and quickly knelt in front of her and begged for mercy: "Please forgive me, Auntie! Auntie, I won't dare to do it again!"
"Tell me, what did Ye Silan ask you to do?"
Ye Ruoqing kicked the purple-haired man who was kneeling on the ground. She didn't expect that someone would be staring at her with bad intentions so soon.
Zimao kowtowed and trembled as she spoke, "Auntie, Ye Silan told me to sleep with you and take some photos so that you wouldn't go to Hai City and compete with her for the young master of the Ling family... She said you were engaged to the young master of the Ling family..."
Ye Ruoqing searched through her memories and it seemed that there really was such an incident. Back then, her grandfather and the Ling family, a family close to her, arranged a marriage for their children, saying that when they turned 18, the two families would become relatives.
But after my grandfather passed away, no one mentioned this matter again.
I was only three years old at that time. A wandering Taoist priest calculated that I was born to be unlucky for my father and mother, and that I was the one who killed my grandfather.
Out of fear, her family abandoned her and sent her to the mountains to live with a nanny.
Later, the nanny was dissatisfied with the poor transportation here and the deserted area within ten miles, so she ran away.
Fortunately, she met the masters who adopted her, said she was a genius, and taught her many skills...
Thinking of this, Ye Ruoqing's eyes turned cold. She lifted Zimao's collar with one hand, opened the car door and threw him inside.
"Send me back to Hai City."
Ye Ruoqing gave the order, but she didn't expect that her adopted sister Ye Silan, although young in appearance, had a big mind and had set her sights on her.
Zimao quickly inserted the key and drove, "Yes, yes, aunt..."
The broken car just started, shook twice, and then stalled.
Zimao was so anxious that he was sweating all over his forehead, fearing that if his aunt was not satisfied, she would give him another big slap.
Ye Ruoqing crossed her arms and ignored him, seeing an extended luxury car passing by.
The rear window of the luxury car was half open. Ye Ruoqing glanced at it and raised her eyebrows slightly.
Sitting inside was a man with handsome eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and thin lips like cherry blossoms. He exuded a sharp and ascetic aura. A black mist surrounded him, as if trying to devour him.
The two looked at each other, and Ye Ruoqing chuckled and whistled at him.
Not bad, not bad. He was very handsome and had touched her heart. It was a pity that he didn’t live long.
Thinking of this, Ye Ruoqing stretched out her hand and made a complicated gesture, and a white paper man came out of the package and floated into the extended luxury car with the wind.
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