The Young Master’s Bride

202 It’s not easy to be third sister-in-law, there are many brother-in-law

It was li beixiao again. He called her by her name, just in line with her family status that Mumu had mentioned. It was a complete victory.

“Good, it just so happens that I haven’t seen them for a few days, it’s strange!”

Tong Jiahui tightened her grip on her bag, but she still had an elegant smile on her face.

Ye qingge tucked her hair behind her ears and watched Tong Jiahui leave gracefully.

Do you miss them or one?

A woman’s intuition was the most accurate, and she was even more sensitive to her love rivals.

This Tong Jiahui made her feel uncomfortable, especially the look in her eyes. She felt like she had seen her before.

“Let’s get down to business, find Shi Nian for me!”

Feng Xi knocked on the table with her hand and continued to persist on this question.

“Why should I? Who are you to me?”

Ye qingge raised her head and looked at Feng Xi. Her eyes conveyed an inexplicable feeling.

Li Mumu put down her chopsticks and finished the rest of the juice in her glass.

He sat there with his arms crossed and sighed.

Feng Xi’s eyes were red and she was on the verge of exploding. If she wasn’t his third brother’s woman, he would have already beaten her up.

“Will you lose a piece of meat if I call you third sister-in-law? Second brother Feng?”

Li Mumu couldn’t stand it anymore. She still wanted to go home early and make an appointment with brother Feng to form a team for a battle!

“Don’t, I didn’t mean it that way!”

Ye qingge didn’t mean to force Feng Xi to call her third sister-in-law. What she said was only natural. With his attitude, why should she help him?

Besides, even if she wanted to help him, she had no choice. Where was she going to find Shi Nian?

Feng Xi gritted her teeth and her hands on the table tightened. She forced herself to call out, ” third sister-in-law …

Ye qingge’s chopsticks fell into the pot.

“I really don’t know!”

Ye qingge’s face was calm, but her words were met with Feng Xi’s roar, which almost flipped the table over.

When they got home, ye qingge told li beixiao about it.

Li beixiao had just come out of the shower. A white bath towel was wrapped around his thin waist, and there were still beads of water on his firm and strong chest.

As he strolled over, the bath towel around his waist seemed like it would fall apart at any moment.

Even though the two of them were sleeping on the same bed, they were just sleeping.

Every time she saw him come out of the bathroom, ye qingge couldn’t help but feel her heart beating wildly.

This man looked calm and overbearing on the outside, but he was coquettish and evil in his bones.

When he teased you with sweet nothings, his face was full of gentleness and affection.

“He’ll make trouble again …”

Li beixiao sat on the edge of the bed and handed the towel to ye qingge.

“Compared to our Mumu, he’s more like a child.”

Ye qingge dried his hair naturally, enjoying the way they got along.

He had a villa and servants to serve him, but he was willing to live with her in this two-bedroom apartment.

He had many people protecting him, and the security at the villa was the highest.

It was not safe here. The fact that Huo zhongrao had sent so many people to protect him showed that the danger he had encountered was beyond imagination.

Ye qingge felt as if all her pores would close and she would shiver all over when she recalled her experience with the fire.

They all said that she didn’t kill anyone, but she clearly remembered the moment when blood spurted out of the foreign mercenary’s head.

“You’ll know in the future that it’s not easy to be third sister-in-law. There are many younger brothers-in-law, and you have a lot to worry about!”

Li beixiao lay on ye qingge’s lap, his eyes closed and his lips curved.