C9 This Woman Is Not Simple

"Can't you just compensate me with money?" Was it more necessary to marry her? "It's not like we bros haven't touched women before. If we have to get married, then wouldn't the backyard burn up as well …"

It wasn't that he hadn't thought of Ouyang Feng's thoughts before, it was just that she was different from all the women he had met before.

Ye Beicheng put down his glass and said seriously: "Not everyone can be solved with money."

He thought of Yu Jingya's words: "I'm not out to sell." He unconsciously raised a faint smile.

"You can still laugh? If you don't listen to me, there will be a day when you cry! " Ouyang Feng gulped down a glass of red wine in frustration.

The dark red light in the room was almost perfect on Ye Beicheng's face. According to his conditions, there were countless women who wanted to marry him, and the reason he agreed to Yu Jingya's request was because of her unselfish attitude.

A woman who has no desires is the most relaxing. She would not want something he could not give, such as love.

"This woman is not simple." Ouyang Feng was silent for a moment before he came to a conclusion.

He put his arm around Ye Beicheng's shoulder and asked with certainty, "She doesn't want money, does she?"

Ye Beicheng nodded.

"Can't you see this woman's ambition?" Frowning, "Marrying you is equivalent to possessing endless wealth. What is the interest before me?"

"She doesn't know who I am." Ye Beichengqiang changed the topic.

"Women always know how to scheme, you can't be silly." Ouyang Feng sighed deeply. At least he was afraid of being schemed against...

Ye Beicheng's sexy lips curved into a charming smile. He lit up a cigarette and said casually, "I have a better eye than you."

At least, he would not have thought of a tiger as a sheep before his marriage.

Ouyang Feng had been eyed covetously by the tiger for a long time, so it was understandable that he would worry about Ouyang Feng's decision...

Ignoring Ye Beicheng's sympathetic gaze, he bent over and whispered to him: "Bro, a word of advice. Whether or not I listen to you —"

"Leaving a woman you don't love by your side is not the best way for you to forget about Yang Qianxue."

… ….

The first ray of sunlight shined into the spacious bedroom. Ye Beicheng stood in front of the French window and looked at the sparkling sea in the distance. The gentle sunlight outlined his magnificent body, but it couldn't disperse the sadness and depth that filled his entire body.

Recalling the last words Ouyang Feng said last night, he was deeply entangled. Responsibility and emotion coexisted. No matter which one of them had the upper hand, the result would not change. He would marry her, Yu Jingya.

He was going to a party tonight, and since he had decided to get married, Yu Jingya would appear at his side sooner or later.

Picking up his phone, he decisively dialed her number …

Yu Jingya also slept late last night because of the marriage incident. When she heard the familiar ringing in her ears, she opened her sleepy eyes and answered the call in a daze.

"Good morning, Miss Yu."

Suddenly, she heard a deep male voice. She was so shocked that she lost all sleep. She sat up abruptly and cleared her throat. "En, good morning. What's the matter?"

Of course she knew, he was Ye Beicheng.

"Are you free tonight? I want to invite you to accompany me to a banquet. "

Just as she was about to reject him, she suddenly thought that it was a necessary process to get close to him since they were going to get married. Furthermore, this suggestion seemed to be her own …

After hesitating for a few seconds, she softly replied, "Okay, what time is it?"

"At seven o'clock, you can go to the entrance of Wang Shan Park and I will come to pick you up."

It might have been a bad start, but it was a first step.

Time passed quietly in a state of nervousness and uneasiness. At 6: 15 PM, Yu Jingya wore a black dress and took a taxi to Wangshan Park.

She didn't wait too long, about 10 minutes later, the familiar Maybach stopped in front of her. She was more familiar with this car than her master, the first time she was raped in this car, the second time she was directly hit …

The door opened and Ye Beicheng got out of the car gracefully. He was wearing a black suit, his natural color was not ostentatious, but it was hard to hide his heroic spirit.

Yu Jingya looked at the color of her dress and then looked at Ye Beicheng. Her face turned red for no reason.

"Are you rich?" As she sat in the car, she casually spoke. In her heart, she knew that her question was very idiotic.

Ye Beicheng smiled, "Why do you ask?"

"Because you like to solve problems with money." Almost without hesitation, she blurted out.