The shit shovel officer knelt down and sang conquest for Ben Meow

Ye Yu walked very simply, maybe this has something to do with his hundreds of years of experience, a few hundred years is enough for him to see clearly the warmth and coldness of the world, the wind is important to him but not so important, from the beginning it was just a fun toy to raise Then, how could he be overly concerned.

He tried his best to deny his feelings for Feng Mo in his heart, just to maintain his ridiculous arrogance.

The weeping willows by the lake fluttered with the wind, and the willow branches splashed waves of ripples on the calm lake surface. Ye Yu stood by the lake, looking expressionlessly at herself reflected on the lake surface.

Small, fluffy, and ridiculous compared to what he used to be.

Ye Yu lowered the look in his eyes, his thin body seemed extraordinarily small at the moment.

He had had enough of being a cat, and it was time to turn back into a human being. Speaking of which, that bastard Ye Feikan had tricked him so many times, it was time to go back and settle the score with him.

So... go back.

Ye Yu opened his front paws and walked step by step into the lake water. The cold lake water submerged his limbs and body, his white and soft fur was completely soaked, the lake surface rippled and finally returned to calm, as if something Never happened.

The wind blows, blowing the willow branches by the lake, and the willow branches dance with the wind, the picture is calm and beautiful.

Feng Mo, who was far away in the banquet hall, only felt a pain in his heart, as if something important had been lost, and felt extremely uncomfortable, the banquet had reached its climax at this moment, and all the young people gathered to discuss, in groups of three or five, The heroine Yu Jia looks back at Feng Mo from time to time, anyone with a discerning eye can see that she is interested in Feng Mo.

And Father Yu seemed to be so happy with his daughter, he greeted everyone with a smile all the time.

Situ Ye, who was not far away, looked at this side with indifferent eyes. He has always had a free-range attitude towards this son. He doesn't care if he doesn't ask, and he won't interfere too much with the other party. He didn't take this son to heart.

So he didn't care about what Feng Mo was going to do or what the outcome would be, nor did he want to care.

But Rong Jin is different, she is the junior mistress, and she can't rest assured if she doesn't trample Feng Mo under her feet, what if this Feng Mo and her son rob the family property.

In fact, Feng Mo did have this idea, but it was forced by Rong Jin's mother and son. If they didn't make an inch, it would be impossible for Feng Mo to snatch the company that made him do evil. I don't know what Rong Jin would do if he knew the truth. impressions.

Seeing Yujia's thoughts on Fengmo, Rong Jin's bad stomach started to boil again, saying that she couldn't let Fengmo marry this Yujia, she rolled her eyes, and her attention hit her son, her son It's no worse than that little bastard. If he can climb up to Yu's house, it will be a great help in the future.

Thinking of this, Rong Jin couldn't sit still anymore, she held the wine glass, and moved to Yuja step by step, her posture that she thought was very charming, but in the eyes of outsiders, she was extremely bloated.

She held out her wine glass with the appearance of an elder. Yuja had received a high-level education, so naturally she would not neglect the other party, so she raised her goblet to touch the other party.

Seeing Yujia giving herself face like this, Rong Jin smiled even brighter, and she said: "The time flies so fast, Yuja you are an adult in a blink of an eye."

Unaware of her acquaintance, she thought that Yuja had grown up under her watch. Yuja felt a little dislike in her heart. She hated people who had a relationship with her like this, "Yes, Auntie, no matter how many years You really haven't changed at all."

Her words were stinging secretly, mocking Rong Jin for being shameless after all these years, it's not that someone in the upper class of Xiaosan has any face.

But Rong Jin didn't realize it, and continued to make friends with Yu Jia, she said: "My Ming'er is ill and couldn't come here today, why don't you come to my house to play some other day?"

"This... Auntie will talk about it later." Yu Jia didn't want to deal with Rong Jin anymore, and said goodbye to Rong Jin with a smile, and walked towards Feng Mo with a glass of wine.

Rong Jin was quite happy at first, in her opinion, Yu Jia had agreed to her, but when she saw Yu Jia went to find Feng Mo in a blink of an eye, she immediately became upset, what's so good about that little bastard.