Ye Junxuan drove back to the villa-style community in the city center - a pure European-style small western-style building, with a lot of land and a lot of money. All the people living here are powerful and famous nobles.
As soon as Ye Junxuan walked into the house, the smell of enchanting perfume hit him.
"Xuan, why are you so busy when you have just returned to China?" Ding Meilin put down the pure gold necklace she was trying on, straightened her shawl, and walked over with a cheerful face.
Ye Junxuan had no intention of paying attention to her.
Seeing that he was about to start, Ding Meilin quickly stopped him with her body: "Xuan..."
Ye Junxuan raised his eyes coldly. In fact, since many years ago, the first thing he did every time he came home was to watch this woman's performance. Today, he really wanted to see what else she was going to pretend.
"Mom, I'm really worried about you..." Ding Meilin looked sincere, narrowed her eyes, and held Ye Junxuan's shoulder with one hand.
Ye Junxuan sensitively retracted his shoulders and dusted himself: "Excuse me, can you stop calling yourself 'mom'?"
Ding Meilin was speechless - she was not his mother, but his mother's biological sister. Ye Junxuan's biological mother had died in an accident many years ago.
After Ye Junxuan's biological mother passed away, Ding Meilin tried her best to marry into the Ye family. If Master Ye hadn't put forward "that condition", she, Ding Meilin, would not look at Ye Junxuan's bad face like she does now.
At this time, Ding Meilin suddenly stepped aside. Without even thinking, she knew that it was her father who came downstairs - only Ye Cheng could make that woman be so careful.
"Why didn't you say anything when you came back?" Ye Cheng asked his son in a deep and experienced voice.
Ye Junxuan put his hands behind his back and repeatedly stepped on the carpet under his feet without saying a word.
He respects his father because he is a person worthy of respect. From his appearance, he has the temperament of a successful man, majestic and dignified, but he has only been relegated to the second line of the company because of his age. Otherwise, Ye Junxuan would not be qualified to take over the Maple Leaf Group.
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Ever since his father proposed to introduce women to him for a blind date, the relationship between father and son has deteriorated day by day. In addition to the nieces of Mr. Zhang's family, the two of them talked about the daughters of Uncle Wang's family, just as if women were commodities in the window, they were chosen at will.
"You kid, why are you so ignorant?" Ye Cheng reprimanded straight to the point, "Uncle Li's daughter is only twenty-three this year, has an overseas MBA, and has strict tutoring. That girl is like you in every aspect..."
Ye Junxuan stepped heavily on the carpet: "That's enough, I don't want to hear it."
The girl his father mentioned was the one he arranged to go on a blind date that day. He wouldn't be surprised if she offered to book a room with him after only half an hour of chatting.
"You bastard...you scolded another girl away again, where can I put my old face?" Ye Cheng's face was ugly. This was not the first time that he offended his old friend because of this unfilial son.
Ye Junxuan laughed contemptuously and replied shamelessly: "Is that a girl? I think she is very experienced in that field."
Ye Cheng's crutch hit the ground with a bang.
"You...you want to piss me off to death..." Ye Cheng was so angry that his wrinkled face was trembling.
Ding Meilin quickly came up and grabbed Ye Cheng: "Master, forget it, since Xuan doesn't like those girls, let's introduce him to new ones."
This woman is very good at finding every opportunity, and she has a good way of pretending to be diplomatic.
New? How many more women will she introduce to him?
"Then tell me, what do you want?" Ye Cheng finally regained his composure and exhaled heavily.
Which of the women introduced to Ye Junxuan was not a lady carefully selected by the elders? He actually didn't pay attention to any of them.
"As long as you can tell us the criteria, we can arrange a meeting for you right away."
The "we" in Ye Cheng's mouth include Ding Meilin. In fact, Ye Cheng will not easily admit that Ding Meilin is Ye Junxuan's stepmother, but at this time, he has to stand by Ding Meilin.
Ye Junxuan bypassed his father's gaze, glared directly at Ding Meilin and said sternly: "You give up, no matter how many women you introduce to me, I will never agree to get married."
Ding Meilin's face was full of innocence. She wanted to reply to the previous sentence but didn't know what to say.
"How presumptuous! Who allowed you to talk to your Aunt Ding in such a tone..." Ye Cheng immediately grimaced.
Ye Junxuan sneered, slowly raised his head, and said casually: "Dad, it's not like you don't know. In my heart, there is only Qingqing..."
"Snapped!"
Without saying a word, Ye Cheng slapped him.
"Don't mention that woman's name again!" Ye Cheng's voice obviously increased in pitch, which was clearly a provocation to his father's majesty.
Ye Junxuan touched the corner of his mouth, and there was a trace of blood. He raised his head indifferently, looked at the colluding elders in front of him, and smiled contemptuously.
It has been seven years, a full seven years, and his heart has died. He swore that he would never have feelings for another woman except Qingqing.
"In the future, be more cooperative!" Ye Cheng finally glared at his son, turned around and left.
Ye Junxuan looked at his father's sad and angry back indifferently. Although he understood his father's thoughts, he still chose to go in the opposite direction. Maybe he was just such a person - cold and stubborn, and no one could see the passion deep in his heart...
"Xuan, I hope we will think more about each other in the future." Ding Meilin stepped forward, her tone no longer as flattering as before.
Advising Ye Junxuan to get married and have children as soon as possible - this is the condition for Ding Meilin to become the hostess of the Ye family. When will Ye Junxuan get married and when will Ding Meilin officially marry into the Ye family.
Ye Junxuan smiled coldly, that smile was terrifyingly sinister: "Okay, aunt."
He also deliberately added an accent to the word "aunt".
"You!" Ding Meilin was so angry that she was half dead.
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"boom!--"
Whenever he was in a bad mood, Ye Junxuan would drive out alone, open the roof, and let the night wind blow on his face. He would hold the steering wheel with both hands and drive wildly, not even knowing where he was driving.
Tonight, his heart ached for her again.
Ye Junxuan is the god in the hearts of all women. He is noble, elegant, graceful, and perfect. There are so many wealthy women who are crazy about him. However, he just can't keep her beloved.
Red light, sudden braking. Ye Junxuan's body also leaned back with the inertia. The blood-red traffic light ruthlessly blocked the forward movement, just like their relationship had already come to an end.
Maybe this is love and it's inherently unfair.
The cell phone on the passenger seat rang, and Ye Junxuan took it casually. It was an unfamiliar number.
"Hello? Mr. Ye..." A woman's enchanting voice came from the phone, revealing some kind of longing, "I heard that you have returned to China. I am so lonely and miss you so much. Are you coming tonight? You are still in the same place..."
"Who are you?" Ye Junxuan ruthlessly interrupted the woman's one-man show.
"Oh, noble people really forget things. I am Vera." The woman on the phone said with a smile.
Ye Junxuan thought about it for a while. Vera, the Miss World champion last year, and the two had had several close contacts. If she hadn't come up with a weird English name, Ye Junxuan would really not have been able to remember it.
"It's not sexual." Ye Junxuan hung up the phone coldly.
Over the years, he has been living a life of sex and lovelessness. He cannot get the woman he loves, and other women are just tools to vent his sexual desires in his eyes.
Is that Su Han one of them? Ye Junxuan was shocked, he unexpectedly thought of her again.
"Who needs his pity! My mother and I live a good life and have nothing to do with him..."
At this time, Ye Junxuan suddenly heard a familiar voice.
He looked towards the woods on the street and saw a girl wearing a blue T-shirt, sitting under a big locust tree and feeling unhappy, banging her head back and forth.