Hearing this, Li Zhimu threw away the knife and fork in front of her and sneered: "Tell them... I don't have time to meddle in such noisy matters!"
Seeing this, the servant lowered his head and whispered: "But Mr. Yi said... you and Yi Shuwei are an unmarried couple, so you must..."
Snapped!
Li Zhimu couldn't listen anymore, stood up and sneered heavily, "Unmarried couple? Okay, let's go out and have a look!"
Outside the gate, Mr. Yi's face was full of anxiety, and beside him was his eldest son Yi Nanda.
The two of them glanced back and forth over the door.
Seeing Li Zhimu coming out, Mr. Yi quickly walked over and said with a sad face, "Zhimu... help Shuwei, he is your fiancé after all."
When Li Zhimu heard this, she raised the corners of her lips and sneered: "Sorry, my engagement with Yi Shuwei has been cancelled. His affairs have nothing to do with me!
If you need help, go to the Tang family and find the eldest lady of the Tang family!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Li Zhimu taking out his mobile phone from his pocket and opening a video from the driving recorder.
Mr. Yi and Yi Nianda approached at the same time and quickly saw the scene in the picture clearly.
It was Li Zhimu's car that was following Yi Shuwei.
In the video, Yi Shuwei and Lin Moer got out of the car together and walked into the Tang family gate intimately...
"Now that you two have seen clearly, there is nothing to say...get out of here!" As she said that, Li Zhimu turned around sharply and stopped giving these two unnecessary expressions.
The door slammed shut, and the clanging sound brought the Yi family father and son back to reality from their shock.
Mr. Yi clenched his fists and roared angrily, "That little bastard, how could he let Li Zhimu take the video!
Does he have any brains? What's so good about Lin Mo'er... Still following Lin Mo'er... No, wait... Tang Siqi... maybe Tang Siqi can..."
…
After breakfast, Ye Ranran scampered to the garden alone.
She hadn't exercised well for a few days, and she felt like her whole body was falling apart, so she was going to do a set of boxing here to stretch her muscles.
As soon as one leg was lifted, the waist suddenly tightened, and then the whole body was suspended in the air.
She screamed in fright.
The servants all turned their heads and looked over. They were about to ask questions, but after receiving the man's cold gaze, they swallowed them all.
Ye Ranran frowned and stared at Xiao Sichen who suddenly appeared, beating her chest with his little fist, "Xiao Sichen, what are you going to do? You're scared to death!"
Xiao Sichen's eyes darkened, and there was no trace of emotion on his cold face.
He hugged Ye Ranran and walked straight towards the villa.
Ye Ranran pursed her lips, raised her head to look at Xiao Sichen, blinked her big eyes, and said delicately, "Achen... do you want to do something more meaningful with me?"
Xiao Sichen paused on his feet, lowered his eyes, and suddenly raised his thin lips with a faint smile, "What do you think?"
thump……
thump……
Ye Ranran's heart was like a deer, beating wildly, her cheeks were slightly red, her voice was like a gnat, full of desire for survival, "Well... I was joking just now.
You...don't take it seriously...besides...besides, Bai Ri Xuan Yin is not good either."
Xiao Sichen didn't speak this time. He held her in his arms, kicked open the bedroom door, and strode towards the imperial concubine's bed.
Under Ye Ranran's winking temptation, he carefully put her down, then turned to go to the dressing room...
Ye Ranran sat on the imperial concubine's couch, blinked her eyes cutely, and faced Xiao Sichen's direction, "Hey... Xiao Sichen... what do you want to do?
You don’t want to dress up to play...I actually don’t like wearing those weird clothes..."
As she spoke, Ye Ranran felt a little ashamed. She covered her mouth and did not dare to continue talking.
Without hearing his wife's voice, Xiao Sichen swept his fingers across the row of pajamas, picked a black lace one, and walked out...
Ye Ranran looked at the slender Xiao Sichen holding a small black lace sling in his hand, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he subconsciously covered his chest with his hands.
"No! You really want to do this...that color doesn't suit me...really!"
Seeing his wife folding her arms around her chest, her little face looking nervous, her cherry-red lips pouting slightly, as cute as a newly ripe cherry, Xiao Sichen's eyes darkened.
He slowly moved forward, leaned slightly, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What color suits you?"
"Pink!" Ye Ranran blurted out, but when she saw the man's twinkling eyes, she wanted to bite off her tongue.
What is she talking about...
"Haha..." Xiao Sichen let out a pleasant chuckle, then sat on the edge of the imperial concubine's couch, threw away the black lace sling, and gently hooked Ye Ranran's chin with his slender fingers.
Suddenly leaned over...
Ye Ranran closed her eyes subconsciously, pursed her lips slightly, and breathed slightly...
Xiao Sichen raised his eyebrows and did not kiss her lips. Instead, he whispered in her ear: "Then next time I will buy you some pink ones, and you will only wear them for me to see... eh?"
Uh-huh...
Ye Ranran's face turned red completely.
It's terrible. A picture of pink lace appears in her mind. What should I do?
Seeing his wife's face as cute as an apple, Xiao Sichen's big hands suddenly fell on her waist and grabbed the tie on her sweatpants.
Ye Ranran's nerves suddenly became tense and she kept saying word by word, "You...you...can't...I..."
"Be good, I won't eat you." Xiao Sichen chuckled, and the movements of his hands were even faster than before.
By the time Ye Ranran reacted, he had already taken off his sweatpants.
The man's slender fingers suddenly stretched out and landed on the scar that had faded somewhat.
"Hiss..." Ye Ranran frowned, pursed her lips in pain, then raised her head and stared at the man dissatisfied, "Xiao Sichen, what are you doing!"
It hurts to press so hard, and her wound hasn't healed yet!
"Does it hurt?" Xiao Sichen's face sank and he almost asked through gritted teeth.
Ye Ranran blinked her eyes and said aggrievedly: "It hurts, it hurts!"
Xiao Sichen turned around, took the small medicine bottle he had just put behind his back, opened the lid gently, dipped his fingers into some ointment, and applied it bit by bit on Ye Ranran's scars.
"Since you know it hurts, you still dare to go out and exercise!" Xiao Sichen's stern tone was like that of a teacher who got angry in class.
Ye Ranran immediately didn't dare to move. She pursed her lips, lowered her head, and said honestly: "I haven't moved for too long. I'm afraid my legs will get rusty. And as you can see, there is no cracking or bleeding."
Xiao Sichen did not raise his head, and applied the paint more gently. He even lowered his head and blew on it. His voice was still cold, "It won't rust."
"I know how to do it. You don't know that before...even if my leg is broken, I still have to practice every day..." Ye Ranran explained quickly.
But before she finished speaking, Xiao Sichen's stern gaze made her dare not say any more, so she could only whisper, "I didn't lie..."
"Ye Ranran..." After Xiao Sichen applied the ointment, he suddenly called her name in a deep voice.