love addiction

"Mom, am I dreaming?" Ye Qingxin couldn't believe what she saw.

"Of course you are not dreaming, these are all real! Ming Ziyu really gave you these designer clothes and bags."

Ye Qingxin dug out all those clothes and placed them on the bed one by one, as well as those bags, big and small, in various sizes.

She has never seen so many famous brand clothes and bags, and now they all belong to her. It feels like a dream, very unreal.

Ye Qingxin put down her bag, found her phone in a panic, and dialed Ming Ziyu's number.

No matter how she made this call before, she was always on the call. She guessed what Ming Ziyu had set up.

But this time, the call was actually connected, and Ming Ziyu answered it!
He actually answered his phone!

Ye Qingxin was so excited that she didn't know what to say, she blushed anxiously, "Ming, Young Master Ming."

"Well, it's me." Ming Ziyu said flatly on the other end of the phone.

"Did you answer my call?" Ye Qingxin still couldn't believe it, "Young Master Ming, did you really answer my call?"

"Well, really, did you get the clothes and bag?"

"Accept, received, did you really send it?"

"Like it?"

Ye Qingxin resisted the urge to jump up and said, "Well, I like it, because you gave it to me, no matter what you give me, I will like it."

The latter sentence has a flattering meaning.

Ming Ziyu chuckled, and said flatly, "It's fine if you like it, have you eaten yet?"

"Eat, uh, not yet!" She spoke completely incoherently, probably because she was startled by Ming Ziyu's sudden overtures to her.

"Let's have a meal together, and I'll let the driver pick you up later."

"……it is good."

"Let's do this first, I have something to take care of." Ming Ziyu finished speaking in a soft voice before hanging up the phone.

Ye Qingxin pinched her thigh fiercely, and the wound caused her to howl in pain before she realized it.

Yan Yueru felt distressed when she saw it, and cursed, "What dare you? Why are you so stupid to pinch yourself!"

"Mom, I'm just so excited. Young Master Ming asked me out for dinner, but he actually asked me out for dinner! And he answered the phone, it's really unbelievable."

"Yes, yes, I heard, really, it's not that you are dreaming, you go immediately and put on new clothes, dress yourself up, didn't you say that someone will pick you up right away? You can't be sloppy." Yan Yueru She has already begun to choose a dress for her.

After reacting, Ye Qingxin nodded sharply, "Yes, yes, I should dress up first, and I'm going on a date with Ming Shao soon, so I have to be more beautiful, more beautiful!"

After working hard for a while, the mother and daughter finally dressed Ye Qingxin glamorously, and the servant also went upstairs to inform her that the car arranged by Ming Shao had arrived.

Yan Yueru held Ye Qingxin's hand and said, "Go, have a good date with Ming Shao, and mom won't go, and wait for your good news at home, come on!"

"Okay." Ye Qingxin nodded confidently, and asked again, "Mom, is my make-up okay?"

"Perfect, very beautiful, don't worry."

"Then I'm relieved." Ye Qingxin twisted her waist and went out, and when she got in the car, she didn't forget to ask the driver, "Where are we going to eat?"

"Royal food garden."

"Wow." Ye Qingxin exclaimed again.

This place is the best restaurant in Jiangcheng. You need to make a reservation a few days in advance for meals, and the price is also jaw-dropping.

So, did Ming Ziyu make an appointment a few days in advance to have dinner with him?
How caring.

Fortunately, she thought that Ming Ziyu was indifferent to her before, so it turned out that this man was pretending on purpose, but he had been captured by her long ago, right?
Ye Qingxin turned on the phone, looked at herself inside, and double-checked whether the makeup was intact.

When they arrived at the Royal Food Garden, Ye Qingxin reported her name, and the waiter took her to the private room in person.

"Young Master Ming hasn't arrived yet, Miss Ye, please wait a moment, do you need something to drink?"

"Water is enough, thank you." Ye Qingxin sat in the elegant private room, not feeling at all that she was here for dinner, but felt that this place was like a high-end club.

At this time, Ming Ziyu was in a meeting, and the meeting had been postponed for half an hour, because he was the boss, and the others definitely had no objections.

He patiently listened to the last report and made some corrections before finally ending the meeting.

Holding the minutes of the meeting, Zhu Di followed him and said, "Young Master Ming, didn't you ask me to book a private room in the Imperial Food Garden for you just now? Do you still want to use it?"

Ming Ziyu paused and looked at the time.

Judy carefully reminded, "More than half an hour has passed."

"Well, I see, there is no need to cancel."

He took his coat and went out. There were already several missed calls on his mobile phone. It seemed that Ye Qingxin was getting impatient.

Ming Ziyu drove out of the company lazily, and then called Ye Qingxin back, "I was delayed by something just now, are you still there? I'll be right over if I'm still here."

"I'm here. You're busy with your work. It's okay for me to wait for you. Anyway, I like to wait for you." Ye Qingxin said incomparably gentle.

Ming Ziyu arrived at Yushiyuan ten minutes later, just handed over the car to the waiter, when he saw Andy's car coming, he paused, and saw Andy and Ye Qingcheng get out of the car.

Ye Qingcheng didn't seem to see him yet, and was talking to Andy, with a very respectful attitude, probably because he really regarded Andy as his teacher.

Andy saw Ming Ziyu first, and raised his hand to say hello, "Young Master Ming, are you coming to eat too?"

Hearing this address, Ye Qingcheng's expression froze obviously, and he didn't dare to look this way.

Ming Ziyu glanced at it vaguely, then smiled faintly at Andy, "Well, I have an appointment for dinner."

"A date? A man or a woman?" Andy asked gossipingly.

"When did you gossip like that? Are you here for dinner too?"

"Well, take Qingcheng to meet a famous composer." Andy introduced.

Ming Ziyu nodded, "Well, then I'll go in first, and you will sign my bill later."

"How embarrassing..." Although Andy said so, he didn't think so in his heart.

"Ye Qingcheng is considered a member of our company. Isn't it appropriate to sign my contract for this kind of entertainment?" Ming Ziyu smiled coldly before turning around and walking inside.

Andy shrugged, smiled and said to Ye Qingcheng, "Young Master Ming also said that when you win the best show championship, Mingyu Group will give you a contract, and then you will be a member of Mingyu Group. As the young master, it is also necessary to pay some money, right, Qingcheng?"

"Eh..." Ye Qingcheng really didn't know how to answer.

Andy didn't know about the relationship between her and Ming Ziyu. Just now she clearly heard a different meaning from Ming Ziyu's words, so she was a little frightened.

Sheng was afraid that he would tell the secret, but fortunately he didn't say it in the end, and Ye Qingcheng was also relieved. Facing Andy's question, he just smiled and barely dealt with it.

The two entered the Imperial Food Garden, and the composer hadn't come yet. They ordered scented tea and waited for others. Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but look back and forth in the hall.

Andy saw her situation in his eyes, took a sip of scented tea, and said with a light smile, "A person like Ming Shao must have a private room for eating, and he wouldn't sit here to eat."

"Oh, I didn't look at him." Ye Qingcheng's explanation meant that there was no silver 300 taels here.

Andy smiled without saying a word.

Ye Qingcheng became more and more guilty, and simply lowered her head to study the patterns on the tablecloth.

When a waiter was cleaning the table next to him, he whispered to another colleague, "I just saw Ming Shao and that rumored girlfriend, Ye Qingxin, in the Junya private room inside, two people share a private room. "

"I also saw that Ye Qingxin, who came very early, and waited for Ming Shao for almost an hour."

"It seems that what is said in the news is true. Ming Shaozhen is in a relationship with Ye Qingxin? Then the best show champion is hers?"

"It looks like it is." The colleague was a little disheartened, "It's a pity that I still like the best show so much, but I didn't expect such a black box. In my heart, Ye Qingcheng is the right candidate for the championship. Ye Qingxin took it away with her nepotism, I am really sorry for my goddess Ye Qingcheng!"

"Yeah, I also really like Ye Qingcheng. To be precise, everyone around me likes Ye Qingcheng. I even canvass for her in the group every day. If my goddess doesn't win the championship, I will die of grief."

"Oh... there is no way, who told Ye Qingxin to be more resourceful?!"

Both Ye Qingcheng and Andy heard these words.

Ye Qingcheng was distracted, and Andy knocked on the table and asked, "Did you see that so many people like you, so you should be more confident."

"But you heard it too." Ye Qingcheng smiled helplessly.

"Don't worry, I understand Ming Shao. He is not that kind of person. Our Mingyu Group also values ​​talent, not this kind of messy relationship. You should believe in yourself, and being able to be liked by me shows you You have your own strength, understand?" Andy comforted her.

Ye Qingcheng knew that he was comforting herself, so she just smiled and said nothing, but she was still thinking about the waiter's conversation just now.

Ye Qingxin and Ming Ziyu are having dinner here...

So the person Ming Zi met just now was Ye Qingxin?

Has the relationship between the two of them progressed by leaps and bounds?

For some reason, she felt a little bitter.

Andy rubbed his chin, "Don't think about it, I got the news when I was drinking with Ming Shao last night, and he also promised that this draft will be fair and open."

"Well, I hope."

"Okay, it seems that you don't believe what I say anymore, so just stop talking. By the way, how did I get back last night?"

"...I came to pick you up, but Ming Shao helped me to send you back, or he carried you to the room." Ye Qingcheng said honestly.

"Really? Ming Shao still has this love? It's strange." Andy said in surprise, "But did he go to my bathroom last night?"

"What's wrong?" Ye Qingcheng asked absently.

"My shaving water was thrown into the trash can. I just bought a new one. It's useless. It's gone. I don't know if Ming used it less." Andy muttered.

Shaving water?
Ye Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, thinking of the smell on his body last night, it should be the smell of shaving water, "I don't know, you should ask him."