Boss Xiao opened his eyes, but his wife's expression was different from before.
Yes, where is his gentle and charming wife? Why does she look so... fierce now?
"Xiao Ling?"
Ye Feifei's voice had a cold feeling, and when it fell into Xiao Ling's ears, it carried an aura of terror. Xiao Ling had a feeling that his wife was going to punish him now.
My hands are tied and I can't take the initiative to perform a bitter trick to ask for forgiveness. What should I do? Is there any good way to coax my wife? Waiting online, waiting online!
"Why are you secretly following me today?" Ye Feifei pinched Xiao Ling's nose with a hint of punishment.
Xiao Ling's brain was spinning rapidly, looking for a suitable reason.
"Is it a coincidence? Are you going there to buy flowers?" Ye Feifei asked.
Xiao Ling nodded, what else could he say.
"Oh my, that's a coincidence. Xiao Ling, what kind of flowers do you like?" Ye Feifei's face was so gloomy that you couldn't guess what she wanted to do.
Xiao Ling didn't dare to answer, he thought it was a question.
"If you don't tell me, let me tell you something. Do you like cactus? Or cactus? It should be extremely comfortable to kneel on it, right?" Ye Feifei squinted her eyes and gently tapped her hand on Xiao Ling's knee.
After all, Xiao Ling couldn't bear it anymore. He took a long breath, lowered his head and said to Ye Feifei: "Feifei, I was wrong."
Ye Feifei put away her smile, sat quietly next to Xiao Ling, looked at the big boss who was tied up by him, and said with a straight face: "Xiao Ling, do you know why I am angry?"
Xiao Ling: "Am I following you?"
Ye Feifei nodded, but then shook her head, "I'm angry because you don't believe me! Xiao Ling, since I gave you an internship, I'm giving you my heart. If you want to know anything, you can ask me directly. I will never
I won't hide it from you. I don't like your sneaky tracking. No matter what the reason is, if you do this, it conveys distrust to me. Do you understand?
And many couples end up breaking up because of mutual distrust. I... don't want us to have a rift because of distrust. I... also don't want to break up with you. Do you... understand?"
Ye Feifei's words hit Xiao Ling hard on the chest. He really regretted his decision to follow him in the morning. He just wanted to find out who Ye Feifei was meeting, but he never thought that this would make Ye Feifei unhappy.
After all, he was wrong. There was something wrong with the way he loved Ye Feifei.
"Sorry, Feifei. I... I really know I was wrong!" Xiao Ling looked at Ye Feifei sincerely.
Ye Feifei nodded, held Xiao Ling's handsome face, pressed a kiss on his forehead, and said softly: "I accept the apology. But the punishment will continue. You have to stay in this position for two hours."
"Okay, I accept. Then... Feifei, can I ask..."
Xiao Ling swallowed back the rest of his words because he was afraid that Ye Feifei would be angry.
Ye Feifei pinched Xiao Ling's cheek and said with a smile: "There is a man named Ye Zhenrong in Qingcheng Flower Art. He is Ye Zhenrong's eldest son and Ye Ling's twin brother. But he was killed by Ye Wenbo and kept his name there. I went to see him.
We want to determine his identity, and on the other hand we want to know why he got to where he is today."
"Well..." Xiao Ling's intestines were turned green at the moment. He should have asked clearly earlier and should have gone with his wife!
"He told me one thing today, which is... the truth about my mother's death." Ye Feifei's hands were slightly cold, she held Xiao Ling's arm and continued: "He saw with his own eyes Ye Wenbo and Sang Qing fighting