In the bathroom, Ye Mingming was washing his hands very seriously by the pool, and several design assistants around him were patting Ye Mingming's ass very dogleggyly, Ye Mingming smiled noncommittally or not, and several assistants left very interestingly.

"Ye Mingming, you enjoy this feeling of being in the clouds!" Zhong Yanyan's face covered with chemicals suddenly appeared in the mirror.

Ye Mingming looked up at Zhong Yanyan in the mirror, and smiled slightly: "I don't have your hobby!"

After speaking, he scrubbed his hands very seriously.

What Zhong Yanyan can't stand the most is Ye Mingming's appearance, no matter how others stimulate her, she looks like she is out of the way.

"You...... Don't be too arrogant, one day you will experience the feeling of falling from the clouds into hell!" Zhong Yanyan said hatefully.

Ye Mingming looked at Zhong Yanyan's back and felt funny, he had never thought of fighting with her for something, why did Ye Mingming regard himself as an imaginary enemy!

Ye Mingming finished his work with the things at hand, and then went to work with his bag. followed Sister Zhang to the downstairs of the company with a smile and a smile, it was the rush hour after work, and both of them were waiting for the car at the door.

Ye Mingming had just stood at the door of the company when a black sports car stopped in front of her, and the window rolled down, revealing Zhan Beiting's handsome face.

Sister Zhang saw that it was Zhan Beiting, and she had heard in the company that the relationship between the two people was not ordinary, and when she saw Zhan Beiting, she consciously said goodbye to Ye Mingming and left.

"Why are you here?" Ye Mingming was a little surprised, looking at Zhan Beiting's handsome face, he was a little uncompetitive and began to be a nymphomaniac again, really, how could this man be so handsome!

"Of course I'm here to pick up my wife from work!" Zhan Beiting said as he got out of the car, hugged Ye Mingming to the other side, opened the car door and let her sit in the passenger seat.

It was the rush hour after work, and many people were waiting for the car at the door, and this scene just fell in Zhong Yanyan's eyes, and she unconsciously took out her mobile phone and dialed the phone.

The car drove smoothly on the road, and during the rush hour after work, the traffic on the road was crowded, so Zhan Beiting drove very slowly. The scenery outside the window is constantly regressing backwards, high-rise buildings, and scales are everywhere.

Ye Ming was bored in the car, so he tossed and turned here and touched there, saw a CD, and put a CD. The soft music eases the boring atmosphere on the bus.

Seeing that it was not the way home, Ye Mingming was a little puzzled: "Aren't we going home?"

"If you don't go home, my mother called us to go back to dinner, and it just so happens that we haven't been home for a long time!"

"Oh!" It's been a long time, it's only been a week.

After arriving at the Zhanjia mansion, everyone arrived. There was a big family in the living room. Boss Zhan sat beside the old man very upright, and Zhan Yan'er sat on the sofa intimately with Zhao Hangyuan in his arms, smiling happily and sweetly. The old man was playing against Zhan Laosan, and Song Xue was sitting on the sidelines watching.

This scene is very harmonious, and it would be better if there were fewer intrigues.

"Obviously, you're here!" Song Xue turned her head and saw her daughter-in-law and son standing behind her, smiling brightly.

stood up and took Ye Mingming's arm very intimately, pulled her to sit down beside him, "Why did you lose weight, didn't you eat well?"

"I didn't ...... No, Mom!" Ye Mingming couldn't help but roar, Zhan Beiting was like feeding pigs every day, letting himself eat a lot, and losing weight, what can he do!

"Beiting, no matter how busy you are at work, you have to take good care of Mingming, you see how thin she is!"

"Got it, Mom!" replied Zhan Beiting.

The old man next to him, who was in the next period, raised his eyes and looked at Ye Mingming, stretched out his hand and dropped a chess piece, and then said: "Girls should not be too thin, it is not easy to give birth!"

Ye Mingming was almost choked by his own saliva, the old man is really a blockbuster!

"Little Auntie, you're here too!" Zhan Yan'er greeted with a smile, as if nothing had happened in the mall that day, and as if there had never been any holiday between the two of them, the two of them were still good girlfriends like they were in college.

Ye Mingming hummed softly, sat beside Song Xue and did not speak.

Zhao Hangyuan looked at Ye Mingming, quietly pulled out his arm that was held by Zhan Yan'er, and reached out to serve tea to drink. Zhan Yan'er's eyes sank, and she pretended to be casual, and crossed Zhao Hangyuan's hand and picked up a cup of hot tea and handed it to Ye Mingming.

"Little aunt, let's have a cup of tea first, and we'll start eating in a while!"

Ye Mingming didn't expect Zhan Yan'er to suddenly show favor to herself, when she took the teacup, she didn't know if it was her own hand shaking or Zhan Yan'er deliberately, the hot tea overflowed, dripping on the back of her tender white hand, and her hand instinctively shrank, breaking the cup, and the tea spilled on the ground.

Zhan Yan'er smiled secretly in her heart, but she still said very concerned words: "Little aunt, are you okay?"

Zhan Yan'er wanted to stretch out her hand, but Zhan Beiting next to her was one step ahead of her and pulled Ye Mingming's hand, fortunately it was not injured, "What a big person, it's still hairy!"

These words are not big or small, and they have fallen into everyone's ears, but I don't know who Zhan Beiting is accusing.

Song Xue saw that Ye Ming was fine, silently glanced at Zhan Yan'er, beckoned the nanny to come and clean up, looked at Zhan Yan'er and couldn't help but say: "Yan'er, it's important for you to take care of yourself, you are the eldest lady, and the gold is expensive!"

"Third grandma, I didn't mean it!" Zhan Yan'er said with a small face, very apologetically, in fact, her heart had already blossomed, and she couldn't wait to burn Ye Mingming's hand.

"Your third grandmother doesn't blame you, be careful next time!" the old man said appropriately.

Just as the housekeeper came to announce the meal, a group of people moved to the restaurant.

At the dinner table, Zhan Yan'er smiled very sweetly: "Grandpa, I have something I want to discuss with you!"

The old man stopped the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Zhan Yan'er and motioned for her to continue.

"I've discussed with my parents and grandfather, and I'm going to hold a wedding ceremony with Hangyuan next month, grandpa, what do you think?"

The old man didn't express too many opinions: "You young people can get along with each other, but I don't have too many opinions for an old man!"

"That's good, thank you grandpa!" Zhan Yan'er smiled very sweetly, and looked at Zhao Hangyuan with a happy face. At the same time, he glanced at Ye Mingming, who was sitting opposite, and saw that her face was obviously stiff, and she was even more proud in her heart.

Zhao Hangyuan didn't expect the old man to pass this level so easily, so he was also very happy: "Thank you, grandpa!"

In fact, the old man didn't like Zhan Yan'er very much, she was just a child born outside by a junior, and she didn't return to the Zhan family for a few years, and the old man didn't have a very deep affection for her. If you want to get married, at most prepare a thicker red envelope.

When Zhan Yan'er said this, Ye Mingming's hand that was drinking soup paused, but it quickly returned to normal.

"Grandpa, Hangyuan's current job is not very good, can you go to work in the Zhan family?"

"You ask Beiting about this, I don't call the shots about the company!"

The old man Zhan's tone changed, and he skimmed it cleanly. Zhan Yan'er looked at her uncle Zhan Beiting, and was really about to speak, but Zhan Beiting had already spoken.

"Come to the company on Monday, I'll ask the human resources department to arrange it!"

He wanted to see what Zhan Yan'er wanted to do.

"Thank you, uncle!"

After the meal, everyone sat in the living room to discuss Zhan Yan'er's marriage, and Ye Mingming was still very silent and sat beside Zhan Beiting, drinking tea and eating fruits. They got married, and it doesn't seem to have much to do with her!

Could it be that his ex-boyfriend got married, and this current girlfriend still had to celebrate them happily, without sending a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, wishing them a lover to die soon.

"Little aunt, can you be my bridesmaid?" asked Zhan Yan'er with a smile, her little face full of anticipation.

Ye Mingming had just peeled a banana and took a bite, almost choking. Zhan Yan'er really has the face to ask this, she robbed her best friend's fiancé, and now that she is married, she still wants her ex-fiancée to be a bridesmaid, how thick does this cheek be!

Song Xue said: "This is not good, after all, Ming and Beiting are already married!"

Zhan Yan'er still didn't give up: "Third grandma, you don't know, my little aunt is my best friend in college." I agreed with her that when I got married, I must let the other party be the bridesmaid, I have missed the marriage of the little aunt and the uncle, and I can't miss my wedding!"

"And this?" asked Song Xue.

"Yes, Mom!" Ye Mingming actually didn't want to admit this matter, since Zhan Yan'er took the initiative to mention it, it would be bad not to admit it.

"Yes, Third Grandma! My little aunt and I are also very good sisters, and of course we have to be happy together if there is a good thing!"

Yes, girlfriends are good. So good that in the end, men can share it together.

"Obviously it's your elders, how can any elders be bridesmaids for juniors!" Zhan Beiting said, and at the same time glanced at Zhan Yan'er, "And I also know some of your previous things! It's one thing to have a good relationship, but you can't mess up the etiquette." ”

The intention of these words is to warn Zhan Yan'er that he also knows about her robbing Ye Mingming's fiancé Zhao Hangyuan.

"Yes, Beiting is right!" Ye Mingming smiled slightly, reached out and took the initiative to hold Zhan Beiting's arm: "I am your elder, this is not in accordance with the rules!"

The words were seamless, and Zhan Yan'er couldn't find any flaws, so she had to give up. It's just that Zhao Hangyuan, who was on the side, heard Ye Mingming's words, his heart was like a knife, and it hurt even more, Ye Mingming's indifferent words and indifferent attitude hurt his heart.

If he could, Zhao Hangyuan would not have recruited Zhan Yan'er at the beginning, and only after losing it would he know what was the most precious.