Seeing that the two of them were about to make up the matter, Hua Ling took the water cup over.

The eyes are opposite, and the flower feather takes the initiative.

"I didn't expect that there were distinguished guests here today, and Jincheng didn't tell me either. It was so rude."

Hua Ling sat down and was secretly glad that she put on the necklace that Cui Jincheng gave her last time when she was wearing makeup.

Look, Ye Qingyan's gaze fell directly on her neck.

My face turned dark when I saw those kiss marks.

Hua Ling continued to speak in the tea:

"Sorry, I slept too late last night and got up late today."

Ye Qingyan: “…”

Mrs. Cui: “…”

The expressions of the two are simply too exciting.

One secretly gritted his teeth and clenched his fist, the other secretly hated Hua Ling as a fairy and knew how to seduce his son.

Mrs. Cui was the most uneasy.

"Stop pretending to be a hostess here. This is my son's house."

Hua Ling took a sip of water and said, "Then your son must have forgotten to tell you that the house has been transferred to my name."

"What?" Mrs. Cui really didn't know: "When did it happen? It's simply outrageous. If you say such a big house, you'll give it to you? You can raise it casually...who are you qualified to get such a big house?"

Hua Ling smiled and said, "I don't know about this. Please ask your son to go."

Mrs. Cui choked again.

Hua Ling suddenly realized that being a bad woman on TV was so fun.

She even felt that she must have been born with a good tea, and she was so skillful.

"Miss Qin." Ye Qingyan looked at Hua Ling: "I heard you work in a magazine?"

Hua Ling: "Yes, Miss Ye has any advice?"

"Ms. Qin was joking, but I didn't dare to give advice. This is the first time I met someone who works in a magazine. I always feel that people like you who deal with writing are very elegant."

Hua Ling: "..."

What does it mean, it means she is vulgar?

Damn it, it’s really a mountain higher than the other. Everyone is a tea-playing expert.

"Ms. Ye is just joking. Everyone is a secular man and woman who eat grains and grains. No matter what job you do, it is for life. If you want to be elegant, then no matter how elegant a person is, he can still cut off his emotions and desires like a god in front of his lover? Do you think so, Miss Ye?"

Ye Qingyan: “…”

The woman opposite was rosy and satisfied, and she was obviously very good.

She really couldn't understand why the woman in front of her couldn't do it herself.

After being harshly rejected by Cui Jincheng several times, she always thought that Cui Jincheng would never need a woman in her life.

But now there is someone else around him.

Is it because the other party is young?

No, she doesn't believe that Cui Jincheng is such a superficial man.

"Stop being so sarcastic," Mrs. Cui was very disrespectful: "Aren't you just secretly showing off to Qingyan? You don't know how to hide the thing on your neck. Humph, even if you serve my son in bed, he will never marry you."

Hua Ling: "..."

Is this not giving her face or not giving Ye Qingyan a face?

Ye Qingyan's face opposite her was green.

Hua Ling was so happy: "Look at what you said, I didn't want to marry your son. Isn't this good now? I don't have to get married. I have both men and sons, which is quite cost-effective."

"What are you talking about? Zhezhe is the grandson of my Cui family. What does it have to do with you?" Mrs. Cui was so angry that her heart ached.

Let’s make a decision directly: “You don’t have to worry about Zhezhe’s learning today, Qingyan will take care of it.”

Hua Ling glanced at Mrs. Cui: "Have you asked Jincheng about this? Did he nod?"

"..." Although Mrs. Cui was afraid of her son, she had already said that. If she retreated, she would be looked down upon by Hua Ling.
Chapter completed!