Chapter 4: You are from the Ye family

was also looking at the already empty downstairs, a little distracted, Ye Jintang came out of the eldest brother's study and turned a corner, and then saw Ye Zheng.

"Ah Zheng hasn't slept so late? Who are you waiting for? Ye Jintang walked over and walked past him, and his voice fell on Ye Zheng's ears unhurriedly.

"It's so late, does the third uncle still have to discuss things with his father?" Ye Zheng looked at him, and a gentle smile gradually bloomed on his face.

"I'm going back." Ye Jintang spoke, and went downstairs without stopping.

Then Ye Zheng heard the sound of Ye Jintang going downstairs and entering a certain room opening and closing the door, it should be the bathroom, but Ye Zheng felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

Ye Qiao had just finished taking a shower and came out of the bathroom wiping her hair, Ye Jintang appeared without warning, blocking her back, and the slippery floor made the whole body lean back.

Ye Jintang reached out to hold her up, and pressed her against the washstand, his rough palm rubbing the skin on her neck.

"Third uncle, are you trying to wake up the Ye family?" Ye Qiao frowned displeasedly.

Because of the approach of masculinity, her face was a little unnaturally red, and the man's hand became more and more forceful.

In addition to being sensitive, Ye Qiao also felt pain, and slapped her fiercely, Ye Jintang accurately caught her slap and turned it to her back.

Severe pain came from the joints, and Ye Qiao's face turned white, and his chest rose and fell sharply because of anger.

"I finally let you be exempted from the punishment of the station, is this your attitude towards the third uncle?" Ye Jintang came closer, he lowered his head, and the light sexy stubble around his mouth wiped Ye Qiao's face intentionally or unintentionally.

"Wasn't it because of you that I was punished? Ye Jintang, you pervert. ”

Ye Jintang's face gradually sank, one hand imprisoned her hands, and the other hand pinched her chin fiercely.

"Ye Qiao, you say it again!" Ye Jintang's voice was cold and terrifying, and she looked at him in her heart.

Ignoring the pain of her jaw bone, Ye Qiao broke free of Ye Jintang's hand, and then broke free of the other hand that was holding her and raised her foot and kicked over.

Ye Jintang quickly grabbed her ankle: "If you want to fight so much, I'll accompany you." ”

Feeling Ye Jintang looking at the base of her thighs ambiguously, she remembered that she had just taken a shower and was wearing nothing in it.

"You let go!"

"It's not that I haven't seen it before, what's the matter, I'm still shy?" Ye Jintang smiled coldly, and pulled back hard, Ye Qiao's feet slipped, but this time she fell heavily to the ground, and Ye Jintang didn't help her anymore.

"I'm going to California next week, and I'm going with you."

Ye Qiao struggled to stand up, felt a hot pain in his ankle, took a deep breath, and still tried hard to stand firm.

"I'm not going."

"I can't help you, I have discussed this matter with my eldest brother, you have a certain influence on Wall Street, it is most suitable for you to go."

Ye Qiao laughed coldly, Ye Zheng was supposed to go, but because she was married, she went instead.

"I don't belong to the Ye family's company."

"But you are a member of the Ye family, so you can clean yourself up." Ye Jintang's gaze gently swept over her ankles, tidied up his clothes and left the bathroom.

Ye Qiao was holding the washstand, his breathing was a little trembling, it was already Sunday today, and Ye Jintang was simply deliberate.

But she couldn't tell her father that she didn't want to follow Ye Jintang to California.