Boss on top: My wife is too hot

City A.

The city garden of the Ye family mansion.

The lawn that can't be seen at a glance is green and translucent under the warm light, which makes people have a broad vision and a peaceful mind.

Under the parasol, Ye Shenghao leaned lazily on the snow-white European-style seat, casually holding the teacup with his slender fingertips. Although he was in a relaxed state, he couldn't hide his slightly wandering eyes.

"Cough cough." On the side, the old man Ye Ting raised his hand and coughed lightly, picked up the tea cup in front of him without any trace, took a sip, and looked at Oliman who was sitting beside him, "Are you used to drinking this tea?"

Ou Liman's eyes slightly moved away from Ye Shenghao, and politely smiled at Ye Ting, "This kind of pure taste is not only used to, but also easily addictive if you don't pay attention. I don't know who has such a unique vision. Picked something so good."

"This child has a sweet mouth!" Ye Ting was so teased that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

"Xiaoman, you and grandpa both have delicious food today. This is what Mr. Ye brought back from abroad. He personally planted the tea. From planting to picking to the tea we drink now, the tedious process is all about the aroma of tea. The root cause cannot be ignored." Oliman's grandfather, Peng He, has warm eyes, but his head is full of white hair, but he is very capable.

"Really?" Oliman feigned surprise, her big eyes revealed a faint light, "No wonder, you can always taste a unique taste in this tea."

"What's the smell?" Ye was curious.

"It's Ye Lao's sincerity!" Oliman responded gracefully and cutely.

Ye Ting paused for a moment, then raised his head and laughed loudly, with that kind of hearty vigor, as if he didn't realize that he was an old man.

"Old Peng, Lao Peng, I haven't seen you for so long, this child is not only more brilliant, but also has a more generous personality than ordinary ladies." Ye Ting praised, and looked at Ye Shenghao in a blink of an eye, as if he was gestating some kind of plan. "Did you say so, Shenghao?"

Ye Shenghao raised his eyes leisurely, without any emotion in his deep eyes, he lightly raised the corners of his mouth and nodded politely, "Miss Ou is very gentle."

Oliman sat on the stool, her back was straight, her face was pretty, and she was wearing a light-yellow dress that perfectly highlighted her beautiful figure. Her long hair was hanging down, she was generous, gentle and informal, and she could feel her good family education in every move. .

"Mr. Ye's temperament is also very elegant." Oliman responded with a smile.

Originally, Ye Shenghao's compliment was very polite, but the magnetic voice that pierced through the wall was full of temptation, which made Oliman feel a little flustered, lowered his eyelashes slightly, raised his hand and lightly brushed his hair behind his ear, but didn't dare to look directly at him Those deep sea-like eyes.

The light interaction between the two was noticed by Ye Ting. He put down his teacup and said to Peng He with satisfaction, "By the way, Lao Peng, I remember that you are very interested in horses. I asked someone to find a pure blood horse. Let's go. Go see."

"Okay, great!" Peng He couldn't hold back his excitement and stood up when he heard the bloody horse, "Let's go now."

"I knew you should be excited." Ye Ting stood up with a smile, held his old friend's hand, and left.

Ye Chenghao narrowed his pupils with a slight smile, seeing the two elderly people leaving with their arms, chatting and laughing, he felt such a sense of harmony. In fact, he understood his grandfather's intentions from the very beginning. Using Liang Qingqing as an excuse to let him come to City A is for the sake of his life.

It's just that he didn't expect that it was Oliman who met him this time.