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Chapter 140

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... It's not easy for an idiot in love to be so confident? Brother Xiao Ling, I give you a thumbs up." He Ze raised his eyebrows and raised his hand in confusion.

Xiao Ling squinted coldly, saying that she didn't want to be friends with such a bastard.

However, He Ze quickly put away his smile and said with a serious face: "Xiao Ling, this girl is Ye Feifei, who has been a hot topic on the Internet recently. Can the old man accept it?"

"No need for you to worry." Xiao Ling said confidently. He believed that his parents would eventually like Ye Feifei as much as he did.

However, He Ze was not so optimistic. He turned to look at Lin Haoyu. Lin Haoyu spread his hands and blinked, indicating that he had tried.

He Ze: "Confidence is a good thing, but you should know that the perfect daughter-in-law in the old man's heart must have a clean financial background, and must not be involved in the entertainment industry, let alone have any scandals. This girl like you has taken it all. If she has anything else

The old man will definitely beat her up for the dirty stuff. You also know the old man’s wrists. What will you do if you hurt her?"

Xiao Ling tightened his hands and said slowly: "I have a way."

Seeing that Xiao Ling persisted no matter what he said, He Ze gave up the friendly reminder and said, "Okay, as long as you can handle it. I won't tell the old man about her for the time being. You work hard to capture the person first."

Xiao Ling: "Well..."



The next morning, what woke Ning Qi was the kiss between sunshine and little bun.

Little Baozi is super warm now. After he woke up, he lay beside Ye Feifei's bed and kept guarding Ye Feifei.

"Mommy, does it still hurt?" Little Baozi put his chubby little hands on Ye Feifei's forehead.

"It doesn't hurt." Ye Feifei smiled softly. If there is anything that can soothe her heart more than delicious food, it must be the little angel in front of her.

"Mommy, hurry up and change your clothes. My dear, I've boiled milk for you. I'm going to bring it to you." As he said that, the little bun ran out.

Looking at the figure of Little Baozi, Ye Feifei suddenly had a strong desire: she really wanted Little Baozi to be her child.

After washing up, August called.

"My dear, the director has informed me that your fight scene will be filmed in advance today."

Ye Feifei: "Today is not filming Ye Ling's wedding, so why am I doing the filming?"

August: "Ye Yinghou said that she was going to try on the engagement dress. The director was very helpless, dear, don't be afraid, we will shoot seriously, sooner or later we will kill Yip Queen in an instant."

Ye Feifei: "Okay."

"The nanny van will arrive in twenty-five minutes. You should hurry up and have breakfast."

"Uh-huh."

Ye Feifei hung up the phone, changed into sportswear, and walked downstairs.

Xiao Ling and his son were making soup and heating milk. When Ye Feifei came over, they were standing in front of the dining table neatly, one big and one small holding the fruits of their labor, like a painting.

"Mommy, let's drink milk first." Little Baozi spoke first, competing for favor, he is a professional.

"Drink the soup first." Xiao Ling also spoke.

Ye Feifei found that she did not dare to refuse them. She held her forehead and looked at the time, "Well, I appreciate your kindness, but the time is limited, so I can eat whatever I want."

"Mommy wants to go out?" Little Baozi blinked his big eyes, his voice was sweet and waxy, very cute.

Ye Feifei nodded, picked up a piece of bread on the table, and said while eating: "I'm filming a fight scene today, so I have to go to the crew early."

Little Baozi didn't know how to play, but Xiao Ling did. He thought of the girl's weak appearance last night and immediately frowned, "No, I have a rest today."

Ye Feifei sighed, "I can't take a break. I already have a lot of topics to talk about. If I take a break for no reason, the dirty stuff will come out again."


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