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Song Qiulian walked in front of her and used a gentle tone to speak to her for the first time. "Isn't that just a matter of time? Besides, you're pregnant with his child, so it's natural for me to call you son-in-law."

"He said that he would come visit you guys another day. He came in a hurry today and didn't bring any gifts."

Jingya was not pleasantly surprised by her mother's sudden gentleness. Instead, an indescribable desolation rose from the bottom of her heart. She did not need a family relationship that was based on money. Even if she never received one, she did not desire one.

"Aiyo, if you didn't bring it then you didn't. Giving money is the same." "It's both convenient and convenient!" Yu Sanshun rushed to the door regretfully and looked around without giving up.

She couldn't hide her disappointment. She knew it would be like this. If Ye Beicheng didn't leave just now, she really didn't know how to face such an awkward situation.

Even if it was a loveless marriage, she didn't want him to underestimate her.

From now on, he had to learn to adapt to everything.

Gazing at the exquisite gift box in her arms, Jingya didn't dare to think about the scene tonight. Her elegant face looked extremely solemn. She and Ye Beicheng didn't have any feelings for each other, but she had to act out a play that others couldn't see the flaws in.

Opening the gift box, what entered his eyes was a set of simple and luxurious white dress, with a hand-embroidered tint of the same color system, as well as crystal, bead, and bead pieces connected into a subtle gradient of color and brilliance.

She flipped open the sign. The three words, 'Chanel', were indescribably dazzling.

Lowering her head in thought, she resolutely put the clothes back into the gift box. At this moment, no one knew what she was thinking about, but she knew what she was going to do next.

She randomly picked out a light purple sweater and a pair of pure white panties from a pile of clothes on the bed. She stared at the woman in the mirror. She didn't have a gorgeous appearance, but she had a gentleness and elegance that ordinary women didn't have.

At 6: 45, Ye Beicheng called ahead of time. Jingya glanced at her attire and walked out of the house without any hesitation.

She walked closer and closer to Ye Beicheng. She could see the puzzlement in his eyes the more clearly. When she arrived in front of him, she stopped and waited to be questioned …

"Why aren't you wearing the clothes I gave you?" She knew he would ask.

"Because that's who I am."

Ye Beicheng reminded him, "Tonight is different from usual."

"I know." Jingya chuckled. "Your parents are aware of my family's situation. No matter how well you dress me up, I won't turn from a sparrow into a phoenix in their eyes."

Yes, this was the reason why she decided not to wear the clothes he gave her tonight. She was just an ordinary woman, and Chanel would not let her become someone else.

She purposely dressed up in an attempt to make herself more respectable. This kind of act wasn't her style at all.

Time was running out, Ye Beicheng knew her stubbornness, so he could only open the car door and compromise, "Fine, I respect your opinion."

Originally, he was just worried that she would feel inferior, so he sent her a set of clothes. He wanted to give her some confidence. But now, it seemed that she was much more tenacious than he had imagined …

The car stopped in front of Ye Family's main entrance. Jingya got off the car and looked at the ancient yet imposing building in front of her as if she could already see the two stern faces and the aura of nobility from below.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Ye Beicheng stood behind her and comforted her softly.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not Princess Snow White, and you're not Prince Charming. Therefore, you won't put yourself in danger and wait for you to come rescue me!"

Heh, a faint smile appeared on Ye Beicheng's lips. She was still in the mood to joke around. It seems like he really was overthinking things …

It was still Heerou's father who opened the door. He called out, "Young Master." Then she shifted her gaze to Jingya.

"Jingya, this is Liu Tie, the manager of Ye Family." Ye Beicheng pointed at Shi Dinghai and introduced.

Yu Jingya nodded slightly, "Hello, Uncle Hai."

"Right." "Sure," replied Shi Dinghai expressionlessly.

She didn't have the mood to appreciate her surroundings as she traveled through the beautiful corridors. She thought to herself that if a steward was so high up in the sky, then her true master would be too far away to reach …

Three to five rows of servants stood at the front entrance of the living room separately. They really wanted to see what the future Young Mistress of Ye Family looked like, but because they had no rules and no scope, they suppressed their curiosity and followed the rules.

"Young master …" When the servants heard the sound of footsteps, they all bowed their heads. Jingya looked at the two rows of drooping heads. When they drooped, no one dared to raise them.

Imperceptibly, she had not even met the core figure, yet she already felt that "duck pear" mountain was big.

Ye Family's living room was wide and spacious, and was nearly a hundred square meters. Many expensive paintings and calligraphy were hung on the snow-white wall, and Jingya didn't know how to appraise them.

On the left side of the sofa, there was a fifty-year-old woman who was sitting upright. The passage of time did not leave any trace of ruthlessness on her face, her skin was very white, so white that not a single wrinkle could be seen. Her hair was tied up high, and she wore a gorgeous qipao.

From Jingya's perspective, it really did seem like it was the legendary empress, especially her pair of phoenix eyes, exuding a breathtaking sharpness!

"Dad, Mom. "Jingya is here." Ye Beicheng stood in the middle of the sofa and introduced the people sitting on both sides.

Compared to Dou Huayue's sharpness, Ye Guoxian's expression was not friendly at all. He was born dignified. Adding to his dissatisfaction with this marriage, his attitude was naturally lacking in warmth and coldness.

"You're Yu Jingya?"

Madame Ye stood up and looked around her. She didn't have the kind expression on her face like a mother-in-law would have when she saw her daughter-in-law. There was only obvious displeasure.

"Mom, pay attention to your tone."

Dou Huayue's face darkened, "Beicheng, Mom doesn't need you to teach her a lesson."

Ye Guoxian coughed lightly, pointed at the sofa and said, "Sit." He didn't mention her name, but Jingya still sat down smartly.

"Miss Yu, do you know why my son insisted on marrying you?" Ye Guoxian's face was tense as he stared at her surprised expression.

"If I'm not wrong, it's because …"

Before Master Ye could finish his words, he was interrupted by Jingya.

"Uncle, you don't have to tell me. I know."

"Oh?" Ye Guoxian was surprised.

"If you want to tell me it's because of Qianxue, then you don't have to, because it's not a secret."

Ye Beicheng stood lazily behind Jingya, his two slender arms resting on the back of the sofa. He was worried that she wouldn't be able to handle the situation just now, but now, it seemed that his worries were unnecessary.

She definitely had the ability to deal with it.

Madame Ye and Master Ye were obviously surprised. They thought that if the woman in front of them was clear about this and still insisted on marrying him, then there were only two reasons. First, she loved him too much, to the point of disregarding everything else. Secondly, she had an ulterior motive. She wanted to have something that all greedy women yearned for.

"Since you know, why did you marry Beicheng? "Don't you care about sharing a bed with him? He's thinking about another woman?"

Dou Huayue asked with a tone of ridicule, as if she had already confirmed that Jingya only cared about the wealth and power of Ye Family.

"Auntie, don't worry about this. No man can love only one woman in his entire life. It doesn't matter who Beicheng loved before. What's important is that I have the confidence that he will fall in love with me in the future."

Master Ye replied confidently with a calm expression and sneered. What an arrogant tone.

If one was able to disguise themselves well, others would not be able to see any clues. Just like at this moment, Jingya had disguised herself very well. She was confident and strong, but only she herself knew how nervous she was …

Saying that Ye Beicheng would fall in love with her in the future was simply a series of lies. He had emphasized a long time ago that it was impossible for him to be in love with her. He was absolutely sure, absolutely certain, and in a resolute tone!

"Can we have dinner now?" Ye Beicheng playfully shifted his gaze to his parents. He was very satisfied with Jingya's performance tonight.

"It's still early. Are you afraid of starving your fiancée?" Madame Ye narrowed her eyes.

He smiled, pointed at Jingya and said, "How can you have the strength to answer your tricky questions if you don't let her eat first?"

Crafty?

Ye Guoxian was furious at Ye Beicheng's attitude. He slammed the table, scaring Jingya. She had long heard that Ye Beicheng's father had a fiery temper. It was indeed worse to see him than to hear about him …

"Are you trying to say that your mother and I are causing trouble for no reason?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Jingya stared at Ye Beicheng nervously. She was really afraid that he would say something that he shouldn't, or she would become the culprit.

"Dad, your fiery temper has really changed. Today is the first time Jingya came to see you guys. Why are you so angry?" Ye Beicheng pointed to the direction of the stairs with a calm expression. "Jingya, go upstairs and rest. I'll call you when you're done eating."

Hearing that she could temporarily avoid the suffocating atmosphere, she stood up as if she had been granted amnesty. "Okay."

"My room is the third on the left." Ye Beicheng reminded.

Jingya nodded and quickly disappeared before their eyes.

As she pushed open Ye Beicheng's door, the first thing that attracted her attention was the oil painting hanging on the bed.

Almost at first glance, she remembered the name of the painting, The Abyss.

She walked towards the bed in astonishment, unable to believe that Ye Beicheng's room actually had such an artistic aura.

When she was in college, she had once seen this painting in a gallery. The reason why she was so impressed was that a fellow art student had told them that there was a small story behind the painting.

The story is about a miller's daughter who falls in love with a young farmer, and the daughter's father firmly opposes it. He managed to bribe the draft board, and the young man was captured and made a soldier. In the old days Russian military service was lifelong) The girl was so desperate at the news that she jumped from the bridge into the pool.

At that time, she sighed because the gap between their statuses was destined to be impossible for them to love each other. Now that they were in the same situation, she had no choice but to admit that for so many years, they had always been on the same footing …

Shifting his gaze to other places, Ye Beicheng's room was worthy of his reputation. Whether it was in tone or style, it was rather tasteful.

There were a lot of his own photographs in the room, and from the background, they were almost all foreign.

"Why isn't there a picture of her?" Jingya grumbled gloomily. She felt that if a man loved a woman, there would definitely be a photo of the two of them together in his room, or her alone.

However, after patrolling for a long time, she still could not find a single trace of a woman. Everyone was curious, including her. She was curious to see what the woman Ye Beicheng loved looked like.

Unknowingly, half an hour had passed without anyone noticing. Yu Jingya couldn't sit still any longer …