The Young Master's Bride

59 Little uncle, don’t go overboard

“..”Ye qingge didn’t answer, as it would be awkward to say anything at this time.

It would prove the fact that they had slept together last night.

“Take off your clothes!”

Seeing that ye qingge had lowered her head and was not speaking, li beixiao’s lips curved up slightly.

“Little uncle, don’t go too far!”

Her grip on the doorknob tightened. It was time for her to turn around and leave.

However, she would not allow herself to escape in such a sorry state.

He had given her the cold shoulder the entire morning, so there had to be an explanation.

“I’m asking you to change your clothes,”

He pointed at the clothes in the closet and said teasingly.

Ye qingge looked up and saw a few sets of women’s clothes in the closet.

It was hanging next to a few male suits ...

Seeing these women’s clothes and suits hanging together, ye qingge actually felt that they matched each other very well.

Then, another question popped up in her mind. Did Feng Yan know that li Beichen had women’s clothes here?

Changing clothes here?

That’s not good, right?

It was indeed inappropriate for her to dress like this in the company.

Ye qingge did not move. She looked around but did not look at li Beichen.

After li beixiao put on his suit, he did not say anything and walked out of the room.

This surprised ye qingge. She had thought that he would not let her off so easily.

In view of past experience, it was not like li Beichen to not use his hands and feet.

Ye qingge did not know that li beixiao only touched her.

She chose a white dress, which looked capable and did not lose the charm of a little woman.

Surprisingly, this set of clothes was exactly her size. It fit her perfectly.

She picked a khaki-colored woolen coat.

Ye qingge let her ponytail down and instantly transformed from a student who had just walked out of the campus to a charming professional woman.

When ye qingge walked out of the lounge, li beixiao had just finished his call.

He turned back to look at ye qingge, and a touch of surprise flashed through his deep eyes.

This woman’s beauty was so natural that she could cause the downfall of a city without any makeup.

Li beixiao was wearing a black woolen coat, looking calm and domineering.

The cold wind was wreaking havoc in Yun city.

“President li, where are you going?”

He had been ignored for the entire morning, and he didn’t even give a single explanation. Now, he just left.

“You can choose not to follow me!”

He glanced coldly at ye qingge, who seemed to be a little emotional, and turned to leave.

Exhaling once again, ye qingge really wanted to leave, but her grandfather’s words were right beside her ears, so she held back.

She followed li beixiao and was very curious about the shadow-like flame around him.

Did this man walk without any sound?

The shadow proved that it wasn’t a ghost, but it was really amazing that his steps could be so light.

Ye qingge did not expect li beixiao to bring her here for dinner.

Moreover, it was a gathering of his personal friends.

Obviously, everyone was surprised to see ye qingge at the dinner table.

Chu baiqing had met ye qingge before, but he did not say anything. He wanted to see how his third brother would introduce her.

After all, she was Nancheng’s fiancée, and it was a little hard to figure out why third brother brought her to their private gathering.

“Third brother, aren’t they my people?” Gu Jue, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly said.

Gu Jue was playing dirty. He had a fierce aura around him. When he spoke in front of li beixiao, he still had some scruples and generally did not curse.

His devilish face always gave people a sense of foreboding, as if anyone who got close would die.

He remembered that third brother had asked him to fire this woman. She was a wine seller in Sofia.

“What do you mean by your people? Jue, you can’t say such things. Third brother will be unhappy!” Feng Xi, who was sitting beside Gu Jue, laughed and teased him.

Feng Xi was extraordinarily handsome, his smiling eyes were unrestrained, and the smile on his lips had a hint of ruffian.

“Your people?” Li beixiao took off his coat and asked lightly.