Why does he like Long Aotian so much?
Mu Fenfang was full of doubts.
Ye Feiyun thought for a moment, a hint of cunning flashed across his face, and he showed a flattering smile. He walked to Yang Cuicui and lifted her chin frivolously with his hand.
Yang Cuicui's face flushed red with shame, and she called out in a low voice, "Master Ye."
Ye Feiyun smiled again, deliberately tilted his body, and tugged at his belt. "Hey, what's wrong? I asked you to help me bathe and change clothes, but you are so reluctant? Humph, I tell you, if you stay in this house tonight, you will be in ecstasy and unable to extricate yourself."
Ye Feiyun smiled extremely sinisterly, and at the same time observed Mu Fenfang's expression with a squint, shouting in his heart.
Aunt, please hurry up and show mercy and take this little girl away. Then I can have the best of both worlds!
After all, Mu Fenfang has always been kind-hearted and can't stand the injustice in the world!
If she thought that Yang Cuicui stayed in the Ye Mansion, she might be in trouble anytime...
I will definitely not sit idly by.
When the time comes, I will pretend to refuse a few times and ask her to take Yang Cuicui away. In this way, I can get rid of these two troubles directly!
Perfect!
I am a genius!
But Mu Fenfang knew what Ye Feiyun was thinking, so she frowned and watched him struggle quietly.
Yang Cuicui felt extremely aggrieved, her eyes were red, her nose was twitching, and she was about to cry.
This Young Master Ye is so heartless that he even pretends to be such a vicious and scoundrel in order to drive me away. Am I really that disgusting?
She couldn't figure it out.
After entering the Ye Mansion, I ate delicious food and drank spicy drinks every day, and I didn't even have to wash my clothes...
Is there such a maid in this world?
She had never heard of it.
Coming from a poor family, she naturally knew that everything depended on equal exchange.
There is no such thing as a free lunch.
Even if there is, it will never fall on me, who has suffered a lot since childhood and has no one to love or care for me.
She couldn't understand.
Ye Feiyun didn't care about his own body, he just wanted to treat himself well, and now he wanted to send himself away.
What the hell is this picture...
Ye Feiyun looked at the two women who were motionless. One was crying as if she had suffered a great injustice, and the other was sitting with her legs crossed, cracking melon seeds.
It looks like he's watching a play.
Oh, that's not right!
Can you guys please respect me? I put a lot of effort into my performance, and this is an insult to my performance!!
Ahhh!!
Could it be that...
Is it because my performance is not abnormal enough, and I need to add another shocking revelation?
No, we need to increase the intensity.
Ye Feiyun's mind was working quickly, thinking carefully about countermeasures, but all of this was seen by the two women, who looked at her with sweet smiles.
Ye Feiyun.
You have a lot of ideas!
I can’t tell. I want to see how you increase your intensity today!
Yang Cuicui felt very aggrieved. Her big watery eyes were filled with mist, as if she was about to cry at any moment.
Ye Feiyun smacked his lips, stunned.
Oh, no...
I haven't done anything yet, why are you crying? Is there any justice in this world?
But that’s okay, I’ll just cry. The harder I cry, the better. Then Mu Fenfang will think I’m a bad guy who has done all kinds of evil.
They will take you away quickly.
Maybe, he will hate me from the bottom of his heart and never have anything to do with me again.
By then, this matter might get out, and if Mu Yanyun finds out, she might cancel the engagement with me!
Great idea!
What a great idea!
Hahahahahahahaha!
Ye Feiyun was extremely excited, but he didn't know that Mu Fenfang was trying to hold back her laughter, and why he hadn't noticed it before.
Why is Ye Feiyun thinking so much?!
He's almost like a street storyteller, saying whatever he wants. And from what he says, it seems that he doesn't want to marry Mu Yanyun.
Do you still want to use this as an excuse to cancel the engagement?
What kind of trick is this? But if that’s the case, I will never let you get what you want!
Look at my grandma!
hey-hey!
Mu Fenfang's mouth corners inadvertently raised, but no one noticed.
Ye Feiyun, who was mentally prepared, immediately started a performance worthy of an Oscar winner. He took a big step forward and directly pulled up Yang Cuicui's soft and boneless little hand, and laughed sinisterly.
"Miss Cuicui, since you have been sold to our Ye family, you are a member of our Ye family in life and a ghost of our Ye family in death. It is not up to you to do what you want or not to do!"
Yang Cuicui's face flushed red, with two blushes on her face, but the little hand with the fragrant scent did not move.
Let Ye Feiyun do whatever he wants.
"Master Ye... Master Ye..."
Ye Feiyun squinted his eyes and looked at Mu Fenfang secretly.
Hey, this girl is really patient!
Even though she was in such a state, she didn't say a word.
According to common sense, shouldn't she shout "shameless traitor" at this time, then slap herself twice, and then righteously throw down a huge ransom fee and take Yang Cuicui away?
Take action quickly!
Don’t you think you are extremely righteous and cannot stand the injustice in the world?
Why are you just standing there in a daze?
Ye Feiyun muttered to himself while shouting, "Then I'm going to take you to the bathtub. You're going to suffer tonight!"
He spoke powerfully, but his movements were extremely slow, as if he was deliberately waiting for something.
Mu Fenfang, who had already seen through Ye Feiyun's thoughts, sat motionless on the wooden chair.
Her small feet with slightly protruding blue veins, wearing a pair of embroidered shoes, were dangling in the air.
With a smile on her face, she looked at Ye Feiyun with eyes slightly curved, not anxious at all.
He even picked up half a teacup and gently covered the tea to block the heat.
The hot steam rose up, and she just watched Ye Feiyun perform silently.
It's interesting. This is much better than the operas performed in the theaters in the capital.
It is not common to listen to Ye Feiyun's thoughts while watching him perform here.
You know, Ye Feiyun is the son of Ye Dashan, the Minister of Revenue.
After all, he is a third-rank official in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Ye Feiyun can be considered a second-rank official.
Even Mu Fenfang, who was born in a royal palace, had never seen any second-rank official of the Dagan Dynasty perform for her.
Mu Fenfang became more and more excited the more she watched, and was almost clapping her hands in approval.
Even if Ye Feiyun was stupid, he felt something was wrong at this moment.
Why is this girl still smiling?
Is she really not afraid that she will take Yang Cuicui away?
What is going on?
Ye Feiyun was secretly shocked, but he didn't know what to say. He just pulled Yang Cuicui to the bathtub.
Ye Feiyun thought to himself, could it be that the heat he applied was not strong enough?
Can't Mu Fenfang see the clue?
Looking at Yang Cuicui, whose face was almost bleeding, Ye Feiyun felt a pang of fear in his heart.
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