Chapter 103: Master Ye and the third master are so familiar?
Chapter 103 Master Ye and the third master are so familiar?
It was not the first time that Ye Chuyang was surprised by Ye Xiubai.
This guy, Ye Xiubai, needs to have looks, has temperament, and has aura. Now, among the people of his age, there is simply no one comparable to him.
If such a man is really affectionate, God knows how many women will rush to him.
But fortunately, Ye Xiubai was not interested in women, otherwise, if he were like her father, Ye Xingran, the battle for the inheritance of the Ye family would have been more intense.
When Ye Chuyang looked at the man thinking wildly, his gaze fell on her inadvertently.
The teenager has delicate facial features, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and is wearing a navy blue casual suit. This color complements her skin as white as snow, making her inexplicably attractive under the light.
Alluring?
Thinking of these two words, Ye Xiubai's long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.
is really tempting. Most of the famous ladies at the banquet made a mistake in asking for a heart.
"Uncle, so what gift did you prepare for me?" Ye Chuyang walked to the man's side, tugged at the bound neckline, and asked with his head tilted.
She was suddenly a little worried that Ye Xiubai would **** her once at the banquet.
After all, he did such a thing smoothly.
"You'll know when the time comes." After speaking, the man raised his wrist, glanced at the watch on his wrist, and said in a low voice, "Let's go."
"it is good."
The boy obediently followed one step behind the man, and came to the living room from the second floor.
Looking at the entire imperial capital, even the empire, there is absolutely no one who has not heard of Ye Xiubai's name. In many people's minds, the three words Ye Xiubai represent miracles.
It was he who abruptly expanded the Ye family group into the current Ye family empire.
They admired him, longed for his achievements, but envied him.
However, in such a scene, even those who are jealous will not show the slightest. A group of people in the hall watched the handsome man walk down step by step, thinking about whether to go up and get closer, but suddenly saw a young man in the next moment.
That's right, a teenager.
Compared to Ye Xiubai, the boy's appearance and temperament didn't mean that he was going down at all. Even that face was more delicate and soft, making them feel that this young man seemed to be a little better than Ye Xiubai.
Especially when they saw that pair of peach blossom eyes, everyone was shocked.
Who is this person?
As if in their minds, no one has ever been so close to Ye Xiubai.
At the same time, Wen's father and son, who were standing in a corner of the banquet hall, were talking about something, but when they turned around, they met a very familiar person.
Wen Changlin stared blankly at the young man who had reached Ye Xiubai's face and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, and turned to look at his son in amazement, "A Yu, is that Master Ye?"
Wen Feiyu saw the two people in the crowd looked so intimate, and couldn't help but recall what Ye Chuyang said to him back then—
Have you forgotten my last name?
There are so many people with the surname Ye in the entire imperial capital. Who would have thought that a fortune-teller he met on the street would be the nine masters of the Ye family?
Thinking of this, Wen Feiyu didn't plan to hide it from his father, he nodded, "It's Master Ye."
"When did Master Ye become so familiar with the third master?"
(end of this chapter)