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Jingya's cheeks were as red as a ripe tomato. She huffed and puffed, not even having the courage to raise her eyes.

"Why are you so red?" Ye Beicheng noticed her abnormality and asked with a mischievous expression.

At that moment, her heart was beating so hard that it might have been because she remembered the night he had occupied her, or perhaps because he had kicked at a place that made her feel shy. She couldn't figure out the specific reason, but it was always a kind of inexplicable panic.

"Where?" Your eyes are blurry! " She turned her head awkwardly.

"Why don't you dare look at me without blushing?" He chuckled, "Don't tell me you have been bewitched by me?"

"Tsk … What do you have to confuse me with?" She met his gaze in a bad mood and promptly retorted.

"Here." Ye Beicheng pointed to his eyes. "Didn't you find it fascinating? Usually any woman who stares at me will fall in less than a minute. "

Jingya immediately threw up, "Stop it, I had a lot to eat tonight."

"You don't believe me?" He grabbed her shoulder. "Try it."

"Stop being so shameless, I'm not going to try."

"Don't be afraid. Believe me, you are definitely not the first one to be bewitched."

The more reluctant she was to try, the more he grabbed her shoulders and stared at her face to face for a while. Jingya couldn't help but ask, "Ye Beicheng, why do you have to make fun of me?"

He smiled mischievously before letting her go. Leaning against the sofa, he casually said, "I'm just teasing you."

"I'm not your toy!" Jingya rolled her eyes.

"It's not a toy, it's a friend. Because we're friends, that's why I can get along with you so freely."

Yu Jingya could accept this kind of explanation. Ye Beicheng patted her shoulder and said, "But then again, don't be confused by me. As for the reason, you know it."

Jingya bit her lips in frustration. Of course she understood the reason why he said that. But this was too much. Why did he think that she would be enchanted by him and not him?

"How about we play a game?" she suggested.

"Oh, what game?" Ye Beicheng raised his eyebrows and was quite interested.

"I was looking at a game, didn't you say I wouldn't dare to look at you? We look straight at each other. It doesn't matter who moves first, who speaks first, who loses, does it? "

Almost without a second thought, he nodded: "Alright, what about the loser?"

"The loser must fulfill the wish of the winner."

Ye Beicheng was completely confident. He smiled and said, "OK, let's begin."

One, two, three, start...

The magnificent living room suddenly quietened down, leaving only the sound of their breathing. Yu Jingya calmly stared at Ye Beicheng and muttered in her heart, "I don't love you, and you don't love me either. I was full before I was tricked by you!"

Ye Beicheng was also looking at Yu Jingya with certainty. He was confident that he would win, just like how he had never failed in his glorious life.

Time passed minute by minute, and gradually, Ye Beicheng could not hold on any longer. He had the urge to laugh. Even though he tried his best to suppress it, he was still unable to hold it back and burst out laughing.

"You lost." Jingya smiled triumphantly and patted him on the shoulder, advising him like a leader, "Don't be too confident in everything you do, young man."

"…"

"Hey, don't you want to laugh when I say that?"

Ye Beicheng smiled and leaned back, listening to her calmly saying: "What's so funny? I don't think it's funny at all. "

"Then why do I want to laugh?"

"Who knows you!"

Jingya took out a notebook from her bag and scribbled something on it with her pen. Ye Beicheng stuck his head out and asked, "What are you writing?"

"You owe me." She put down her notebook. "Come on. Go on."

The second round Ye Beicheng did not expect that he could not hold on for even ten seconds and laughed out loud once again.

"I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore. Just looking at you makes me want to laugh." He quickly waved his hand.

"Am I that funny?" Jingya's chin slightly tilted upwards as she narrowed her eyes and questioned.

"It's not funny. I'm just not used to this weird game of yours."

Ye Beicheng stopped smiling and put on a serious expression. "Are you free the night after tomorrow?"

"What for?"

"My queen wants to see you."

Empress?

"Your mother?" she asked uncertainly.

"Right."

Her originally calm face instantly became dispirited. She remembered that the woman from before said that Ye Beicheng's mother was very demanding and difficult to service. She nervously asked: "Can we not go?"

"An ugly daughter-in-law has to see her parents-in-law." Ye Beicheng teased her, trying to make her relax.

"But can your mother accept me?"

"Since we're all pregnant, we have to accept it even if we don't accept it."

Yu Jingya suddenly stood up, patted her flat stomach and yelled, "How can you be pregnant! How exactly are you going to settle this? "

Ye Beicheng looked at her worried expression and comforted her: "Don't worry, I will take care of it."

"Got it." She suddenly came to a realization and excitedly shouted, "I've thought of something!"

"What do we do?"

"I'll go to your house with you, then I'll pretend to stumble down the stairs and you'll take me to the hospital, and then you'll tell your family that I had an abortion!"

She finished her piece in one breath, then laughed complacently. "How is it? This method is pretty good, right? "

Ye Beicheng stood up and glared at her. "What do I do if I fall to my death?"

"They won't fall to their deaths. This is how it's usually played in TV dramas!"

"…"

Ever since the media revealed that Jingya was about to marry into the Wealthy Class, the threshold to her family had almost been broken. There were those who fawned on her, those who were curious, those who came to investigate, and those who were envious and jealous.

For whatever purpose, sincerity can be ruled out.

Yes, no one would wish her happiness, not even her parents. Other than them worrying about how much benefits they could get from her, nothing else mattered!

Standing in her room and opening the wardrobe, Jingya couldn't find a single decent piece of clothing no matter how hard she tried.

She had already promised Ye Beicheng to meet his parents tonight. Although she was extremely unwilling, but when she thought about it later, she couldn't hide from fifteen for the first time. Since she decided to get married, any reason should not be a reason for her to stay away from him.

"If I hadn't met you, where would I be, how my life would have been, and whether or not I would have cherished my life …"

Deng Lijun's sweet voice softly rang. She glanced at the phone by the side of the table as she tried to figure out who had called.

In the middle of the bed was a pile of clothes that she tried to wear. In fact, her height and figure were very harmonious, even if she was wearing ordinary clothes, it wouldn't make people feel that she was vulgar. The key was that tonight's occasion was too important, so she had to be careful of her image and protect Ye Beicheng's face.

"Hello?" Picking up the phone, she already knew who the caller was.

"Come out and I'll give you something." Ye Beicheng's tone was as light as the wind.

"What?"

She curiously looked out of the window and saw Ye Beicheng's Maybach parked downstairs. Their residential area was in ruins, and with such a conspicuous car and such a stylish man parked in front of them, no matter how you looked at it, it didn't seem harmonious at all …

He hung up the phone, smiled up at Jingya with his handsome face, and crooked his finger.

The gentle sunlight seemed to envelop him completely. A famous limousine and a beautiful man. How tempting was that? Normal women definitely wouldn't be able to resist it, but who was she? She was Yu Jingya, a leftover girl who had already surpassed the age of infatuation!

A woman can be vain, but she must be realistic. She must always remember, even if you are qualified to be vain, you cannot be vain for too long.

She shook her head and tried to be more clear-headed. She stared at Ye Beicheng's impeccably perfect face and told herself: "Don't be fooled by the beauty of the moment, otherwise, you'll have to count the number of wounds on your face in the future!"

Just as she opened the bedroom door and was about to leave, a figure staggered in front of her. "A-Xiao Ya, your mom told me to ask you, is the man standing outside our house Ye Beicheng?"

Song Qiulian shifted her gaze to the living room and sat upright on the sofa. Although she had a calm expression on her face, her ears were perked up.

All she wanted to hear was the answer she wanted to know from someone else.

"Yes." Jingya walked past her father to the living room door.

"Since he has already come to our doorstep, let him in." Song Qiulian finally spoke, and it wasn't hard to see the urgency in her tone.

"Let me ask." She nodded indifferently and didn't turn around.

As soon as they left the house, they found out that the whole neighborhood was bustling with noise and discussions. The men and women were either old or young, and their faces were filled with gossip.

"What are you going to give me?" She endured the pressure of being criticized and walked in front of Ye Beicheng.

He took out a square, beautifully wrapped cardboard box from the carriage. "I asked my friends from the fashion world to help me pick out the clothes."

"It can't be that they're exposing their breasts, right?" Jingya's face was bitter. Subconsciously, her understanding of fashion was only fashionable because of Lu Lu.

If it was really that kind of clothes, she guessed that Ye Beicheng's parents must have been very against it. It wasn't because of Old Feng, but because they had an intuition that a family like his would pay great attention to the modesty of appearance.

"Of course not, you think I'll take you swimming?" Revealing her buttocks and exposing her chest was something she could think of.

"That's good." Jingya heaved a sigh of relief and pointed awkwardly at her door. "Do you want to... Go in and take a seat? "

Ye Beicheng smirked and teased: "Why did the invitation have to be so reluctant?"

She was rather unwilling. She clearly knew what snobbish parents would do after seeing Ye Beicheng, but she didn't know what Ye Beicheng would think after understanding her parents' greed …

"No, I was afraid that you'd be busy. You're busy every day …" Before he could finish his words, he was abruptly interrupted, "It's alright, no matter how busy I am, I should still go in and pay a visit."

"…" Jingya wanted to say that it was fine even if she didn't pay him a visit, but it was alright!

"Wait." Seeing that he had already moved, she hurriedly stopped him, "Let's meet again at a formal meeting another day. I've specially prepared this evening to meet your parents. You can't meet my parents like this, can you?"

Ye Beicheng thought about it, and that made sense.

"Alright, then I'll be leaving first. I'll come pick you up at seven in the evening."

Watching Maybach leave, she breathed a long sigh of relief in the suffocating dust.

Hugging the cardboard box with both hands, she walked into the room expressionlessly. As she expected, Song Qiulian stood up nervously. "What about him?"

"Who?" Jingya pretended to be confused.

"Son-in-law."

"Don't be so intimate, we're not married yet."