Tan Meiyun's face became a little ugly, and the anger in her heart was a little unbearable.
If it weren't for that rumor and the pressure from the old man of the Ye family, would she be so angry with this little girl?
Shen Yuefang quickly stopped Ling Fei and said in a sharp tone: "What nonsense are you talking about? Apologize to Aunt Ye quickly."
Ling Fei knew she had made a mistake, so she quickly covered her mouth and glanced at the other person again. Seeing that she had caused trouble, she immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, Aunt Ye, I didn't mean it. I just said what I thought of. I didn't mean it. I didn’t say your son is a pig or a dog... Bah, bah, bah, I said it wrong again..."
While Ling Fei was still in a mess, Tan Meiyun was already very impatient and stood up directly with her bag: "That's enough, Shen Yuefang, let's do this for today. You all go back and prepare. I will send someone on the day you choose." Come to the door to give the bride price."
Shen Yuefang replied politely: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Before leaving, Tan Meiyun glanced at Ling Fei again, his gaze was like a sword, as if he wanted to carve out her soul.
Ling Fei lowered her head, her snow-white face hidden between her soft hair, staring at her toes, as if reflecting.
After Tan Meiyun got in the car and left, Shen Yuefang turned around and scolded Ling Fei: "Ling Fei, I told you, pay attention to your words and deeds. When you get married, you must be more cautious, and your words and actions must be in line with your own. Identity, things like today must never happen again!”
Ling Fei's lowered eyes rolled around twice, and she said softly: "I know, Mom, but Mom, look, she just gave me a back photo, and there was nothing. Even if I imagine, I want to Can’t come out.”
Ling Rui sneered. During the meeting just now, she had not dared to say a word due to Shen Yuefang's majesty. Now that the other party had left, she had no taboo anymore, so she quietly said, "I didn't ask you to marry with the photo. That’s pretty good.”
"You...," Ling Fei was furious, thinking that Ling Rui would be so vicious without him.
By marrying a photo, is she cursing herself for marrying a dead man?
"That's enough!" Shen Yuefang pursed her lips in displeasure, called the waiter to pay, and at the same time said: "The man's information is behind his back, you can take a look for yourself."
Then she stood up and said, "Ling Fei, you can take care of yourself."
Ling Rui raised a proud smile, looked at Ling Fei with schadenfreude, then quickly followed Shen Yuefang's pace, and the two of them walked away together.
"Mom, Cartier has brought a batch of new watches. Let's go take a look."
"Mom, there are plenty of things, no need to spend any more."
"Go and have a look, Mom, it's my heart, so don't refuse." Ling Rui said coquettishly.
"You girl, I know you are filial..."
Shen Yuefang patted Ling Rui's hand on her arm, and the expression on her face finally softened a lot.
…
After Ling Fei made sure that they were far away, she turned the photo over and there was a brief introduction on the back.
When she saw the three words Ye Yuchen, she felt like a bolt of lightning struck into her brain.
She pinched herself hard and looked up to ask Shen Yuefang for confirmation, but she and Ling Rui were already far away.