Ye Xingyao thought to himself: Is Gu Yichen afraid that she will be embarrassed when she goes back empty-handed?

Tsk, big tiger actually has a deep side of licking calves?

Thinking about it, Night Star Haruka raised his hand and slapped his mouth.

Dog-fart licking calf affection, she's not his daughter!

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Yehong's 50th birthday was held in a high-end restaurant club in the imperial capital.

Because of the marriage between the Ye family and the Han family, in this birthday banquet, many well-known figures in the imperial capital gathered together.

Ye Xingyao didn't want those people to think of snakes in vain, so he thought about going to Ye's house early in the morning to report and give Ye Hong's birthday gift, and he retired.

But even so, when she came to the Yejia villa, there were already luxury cars parked outside the door.

Yejia's villa is located in an upscale residential area in the imperial capital, with its own independent courtyard.

As soon as Night Star Yao stepped into the courtyard, she saw under the camphor tree not far away, and saw the figure of Han Ke who could be recognized even if she turned to ashes.

With his phone in one hand and a cigarette in the other, he lowered his head and seemed to be watching the news intently.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he subconsciously turned his head to take a look, and saw Ye Xingyao standing at the door, frowning slightly.

The autumn sun is bright but not dazzling, she stands under the gentle halo, wearing a pale green chiffon dress, with a milky white shawl, and a few Swarovski crystals around her waist, which sparkle in the refraction of the light, and even more delicate waist.

The long hair hanging down her waist was slightly curled, and the silver high heels added a delicate and charming touch to her.

Especially the warm sunshine lingers around her, hazy, like a girl who came out of a comic, beautiful and a little unreal.

Han Ke's eyes suddenly lit up.

When Night Star Yao was at home, because he had no money and had to work, he habitually wore a plaid shirt with jeans, and even if he occasionally wore a skirt, it was a discount from a certain treasure.

In Han Ke's eyes, Night Star Yao is a representative of rudeness, casualness, sloppiness, and irritability.

But I didn't expect that when I dressed up a little, it was so beautiful that it was thrilling.

Ye Xingyao couldn't help but be bored with Han Ke, especially when she saw him staring at her with his eyes straight at her, revealing that kind of amazing gaze, she felt that thousands of insects were crawling all over her body, and she was disgusted.

Night Star Haruka simply pretended to ignore him, and walked directly to the villa with high heels.

But Han Ke strode up at this time and blocked in front of her: "Xingyao." ”

Night Star Yao frowned, and his tone was cold: "Han Shao, what are you doing?" ”

"Are you so detached from me?" Ye Xingyao's sentence of 'Han Shao', Han Ke felt very uncomfortable when he heard it, and he was so polite and indifferent that he was determined to draw a line with him.

At these words, the night star Yao who asked was a little puzzled, and she replied: "Otherwise? Are we acquainted? ”

"I'm your ...... after all" Han Ke originally wanted to say 'ex-boyfriend', but when he thought that he and Ye Jiatong rolled together and abandoned Ye Xingyao, he paused and changed it to: "Brother-in-law......"

Ye Xingyao snorted, then smiled, and his tone was a little disdainful: "I have never had a good face for Ye Jiatong, and you still plan to use the identity of 'brother-in-law' to make me kind to you?" Han Ke, you not only have a big face, but you also think beautifully. ”