"Hey, I'm Ye Beichen. ”

Ye Beichen lay on the bed and picked up the phone.

Rong Mengya fell asleep on her chest, her brows furrowed slightly, as if she was in some pain.

Looking at her fair skin and slightly flushed, I don't know what she has experienced.

(Author: I know, I know.) ）

At this moment, more than two hours had passed since Ye Beichen entered the room again, and even Xian'er had secretly opened the door to see it once.

At that time, if it weren't for Rong Mengya's character, Ye Beichen almost pulled Xian'er into the battlefield.

The battle subsided, Ye Beichen lit a cigarette with satisfaction, and it happened that at this time, Gao Daqiang's phone called.

"Hello Mr. Ye, I am Gao Daqiang. Regarding Le Qiwen's case, the police have completed the collection of evidence, and it is not the first time that Le Qiwen has committed a crime. According to the police, once the trial begins, he can be sentenced to up to three years in prison and fined 100,000 yuan. ”

"Less than three years? Well, then two years plus 364 days. Oh, by the way, if there is a leap year, by the way, an extra day should be enough to enjoy Qiwen. ”

Hearing Ye Beichen's understatement, and even some evil words, Gao Daqiang couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Three years in prison for one day, this is called happy and happy?

When will it be fun to go to prison?

Gao Daqiang didn't know that Ye Beichen was helping Le Qiwen. Who told Le Qiwen to open his mouth and close his mouth is that life is boring? Then Ye Beichen will help him find some interesting way to live.

"Okay, Mr. Ye, I understand. ”

"Hmm. ”

Ye Beichen nodded and asked again, "By the way, do you need me to testify?"

"No, Mr. Ye. There is surveillance in the taxi, and after we retrieved the surveillance, we have found a lot of evidence, so don't bother Mr. Ye. Gao Daqiang hurriedly smiled.

Just kidding, the CEO of the taxi company appeared in court to testify that his taxi driver was fraudulent, which is too exciting, right?

Ye Beichen casually mentioned that if he really wanted him to go, he was too lazy to go.

"Well, is there anything else?"

Gao Daqiang hesitated for a moment and said, "That's it...... Mr. Ye, when will you complete the acquisition procedures?"

"I'll talk about it when I have time. ”

After Ye Beichen finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly, leaving the tall and strong man speechless.

Tens of millions have already been transferred to his account, and Ye Beichen is not in a hurry at all.

How rich is this Lord?

"No, no, I have to calculate it to see if I want Mr. Ye to inject another amount of money and add ten or eight new cars. ”

Gao Daqiang didn't know that Ye Beichen was ready to add a new car to the other party. It wasn't until a few days later that Gao Daqiang looked at a row of luxury cars and almost fainted.

This is a later story, so I won't mention it for the time being.

Ye Beichen dropped his phone, glanced at Rong Mengya, who was still asleep, smiled, stretched out his hand to extinguish the cigarette butt, and left the bedroom naked, raising his eyes to look at the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Xian'er was frying vegetables with an apron, and the sound of the collision between the spatula and the iron pot came from time to time.

Ye Beichen smiled, walked over lightly, and hugged Xian'er from behind.

"Yikes!"

Xian'er exclaimed, and when she turned around and found that it was Ye Beichen, she breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at him dissatisfied.

Ye Beichen didn't care, and grinned his hand into the apron and kneaded it.

"Don't make a fuss, cook. ”

Xian'er struggled for a moment and reproached.

"I don't want to eat now, I want to eat you first. ”

As he spoke, Ye Beichen stretched out his hand to turn off the fire and pressed Xian'er down on the table.

Soon, Xian'er's unique voice resounded throughout the villa.

I don't know if I was extra excited about changing the location, or if I wanted to compete with Rong Mengya, Xian'er screamed very loudly today.

If it's the second point, then she's doomed to disappointment. Rong Mengya in the bedroom was overworked and fell asleep, and unless the sky fell, she would not be able to wake up for a while.

More than an hour later, with Ye Beichen snorting softly, the two collapsed on the table at the same time.

After a while, Xian'er straightened up, pushed Ye Beichen away angrily, straightened his clothes again, and said, "I don't have a positive shape, and I'm not afraid of getting tired and hurting my body!"

"Hehe, I can still ...... this strength"

Ye Beichen's words were not finished, because Xian'er's face was a little unsightly.

"Our two sisters still have this strength, do you want to find a few more?"

"No, no, just talking. ”

Ye Beichen waved his hand curtly, and wiped the sweat from Xian'er's forehead.

Xian'er glanced at Ye Beichen, and said angrily: "Don't wipe it, go take a bath, don't catch a cold." ”

"Wash together. ”

Ye Beichen said, stretched out his hand to pick up Xian'er, and went upstairs to take a bath with the struggling Xian'er.

Inevitably, another big war......

An hour later, after an in-depth exchange with Xian'er, Ye Beichen came to the kitchen and continued to finish Xian'er's unfinished dishes.

Thinking of the upstairs and downstairs rooms, where her women were asleep, Ye Beichen was a little proud.

Life is like this, what more can a husband ask for?

(Author: Knock on the blackboard, this sentence means, life is already so beautiful, what more do you want?)

Ye Beichen said that he still wants more beauties, his own power, status, and fame.

As for having money, this is at the end of the list, who made him have so much money that he doesn't want to spend it anymore?

Do you think Ye Beichen doesn't want to spend money because he's stingy?

No, no, no, you're wrong, because if he spends more money, there will be more and more money.

Money is too much, it's tired!

Just that string of numbers, there are too many digits, isn't it?

People, always have a little pursuit.

After lunch, it was nearly two o'clock in the afternoon.

Ye Beichen went to wake up Xian'er first, hugged Xian'er and chatted for a few words, before returning to the bedroom downstairs, reaching out and slapping Rong Mengya's buttocks.

The sound of "pop" is crisp and pleasant.

(Author: Although I've appeared many times in this chapter, I still have to say one thing - what a ghost!

"No, no, no!"

was slapped on the buttocks, Rong Mengya screamed, stretched out her hand to cover her lower body, and said in a panic: "I was wrong, I don't dare anymore, I don't want it, I don't want it." ”

This scene made Ye Beichen cry and laugh.

"Okay, don't want it, don't say it, like I'm a demon. ”

Rong Mengya stopped screaming at this time, and looked at Ye Beichen with a look in her eyes that seemed to say-you, you are the demon.

"Alright, get up and eat. ”

Ye Beichen handed Rong Mengya's clothes to her and said, "Eat first, after eating, let's go shopping." Villas, luxury cars, luxury goods, whatever you want, we will buy. ”

Just now, Xian'er has already told Rong Mengya's preferences.

Material?

Rong Mengya doesn't count. The premise of money worship is to look at money in everything. But Rong Mengya only pursued a high-quality life and did not lose the bottom line.

Enjoy it with your ability, what's wrong?

Even if Rong Mengya worships gold, Ye Beichen won't mind. Who made him lack money the most?