The lady at the front desk didn't seem to expect that Yehen would say this, and her heart skipped a beat, "Why...why?"
"Didn't she tell you her identity?"
"Um?"
Ye Hen's cold voice was very low, with mixed meanings. The service lady was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered what Mingyue said just now.
A look of fear immediately appeared on her face, and she opened her eyes wide and looked at Mingyue. Could what she just said be true?
She really is...
Mingyue turned her head and squinted at the man staring at her,
"President Ye Da, I haven't made an appointment yet. What should I do? Do you want me to go back and make an appointment in advance and then come back?"
"No, no, I need your permission"
Mingyue was extremely angry!
Yehen stared at that slightly arrogant little face. He didn't know why she was in a hurry and dared to make such reckless remarks. She raised her cold thin lips slightly and stared darkly for a long time.
"You can come in directly from now on without anyone's permission."
The low and cold words were unpredictable. Before Mingyue could understand the meaning of those words, her slender waist was restrained by the ever-slender hands, "Let's go, Madam President, to my office."
The front desk lady looked at the two people's intimate movements and was stunned for a long time, unable to recover. She was trembling in her heart. It seemed that this was not just a matter of leaving.
She really couldn't imagine the result!
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"Say, what's the matter?"
Arriving at the office on the top floor, Ye Hen stared at the person standing in front of him, his cold voice without any warmth.
Mingyue stood there, pursed her lips. Most of the anger just now had disappeared. Now when she heard this man ask, she suddenly felt that it was difficult to speak.
"Aren't you here just to quarrel with others or show off your status as the CEO's wife?"
There was obvious ridicule in her indifferent words. Mingyue bit her lip and looked at the indifferent man bitterly.
She doesn't care!
"My villa was auctioned, right?"
Thinking of what she just saw on TV, Mingyue began to feel sad
It was no longer her home, ever since that night that broke her heart
Originally, she didn't want to watch the auction program today because she didn't want to feel uncomfortable or recall the face of the Shang Dynasty that made her hate and disgust her.
But……
"Are you talking about the house that was foreclosed by that man?"
After turning his mind for a moment, Yehen immediately understood what Mingyue was talking about. There was no trace of emotion on his handsome face, and he asked calmly with his eyes slightly narrowed.
"yes!"
Mingyue replied, her eyes looking away, but there was a kind of condensed ice light.
"What, you want me to take it back? Or give it to you, my new wife?"
Yehen's voice was still tepid. When Mingyue heard the word "newly married", her already aching chest was hit hard again. She took a deep breath,
"Am I worthy? Do I have the power and qualifications?"
Her eyes looked directly into those cold eyes, with a heart-wrenching self-mockery.
"I know very well what my current status is. Young Master Ye's nominal wife is actually the object of inexplicable torture."
"My home is gone. I came here today to ask you to show me your noble hand and let me take out something. That thing is very important to me."
"That thing has no value to you. I'm not qualified to care about anything else. You can do whatever you want with it."