Seeking HE in the BE world

"Master Ye," Cheng Feng couldn't stand the "chug chug" refrigeration machine that was emitting cold air, it was more effective than the air conditioner, he tried to divert Mr. Ye's attention, "Your little maid has a bit of a personality ah."

After saying this, he regretted it.

With his broken mouth, it was obvious that the surrounding air was getting colder.

Young Master Ye's eyes, which were originally staring at the computer screen, turned to him.

His face was covered with ice.

"Deal with it! It must be dealt with seriously, that kind of person just needs to be dealt with," Cheng Feng restrained himself under Young Master Ye's cold gaze, and his attitude took a 180-degree turn.

He thought about it for a while, and said again: "I said why your little double was wronged like that."

Wronged.

Ye Ting was slightly stunned when he heard this word.

The cold light from the computer screen hit his eyes and shattered the ground.

He remembered Su Chen's helpless and panicked look when he pushed the door open.

He was half lying on the ground and his eyes were red with anxiety. The moment he saw himself, there was a moment of light in his eyes.

Can……

He was so wronged, and he still yelled at him like that.

What the maids said in the corridor entered Ye Ting's ears verbatim.

"It's just a stand-in, I really think of myself as an onion."

substitute.

It turned out that that was what they called him when he was not at home.

Although Cheng Feng also opened his mouth and shut his mouth to call "little stand-in", but his tone was mostly joking.

But those maids, in front of his face, called him brash and insulting without any scruples.

Ye Ting sat on the office chair, his lips were tightly drawn, and from Cheng Feng's angle, he could see his taut cheek lines.

He is angry, Cheng Feng thought

Really angry this time.

Cheng Feng, as his best friend for many years, can sensitively feel Ye Ting's emotional changes.

He silently put a stick of incense in his heart for those little maids.

I hope she can bear Young Master Ye's anger.

The office was silent.

Ye Ting stood up abruptly.

Cheng Feng was still in deep thought, but was taken aback by his sudden movement, he said, "What are you doing?"

Ye Ting straightened his coat, took the car keys, and walked out the door with his long legs.

"Go home," he said.

"It's only been here for a while," Cheng Feng said, "Is your butt warm, so go away in a hurry."

What are you fussing about.

He was complaining, and suddenly Fu Ling's heart came, and he said in a long voice, "Oh, you are in a hurry to avenge your little substitute."

"Not entirely," Ye Ting stood at the door with his back to him, unable to see his expression clearly, he paused for a moment before continuing, "The main thing is to coax my little substitute."

Cheng Feng: "..."

OK.

Then he will not follow.

If the city gate catches fire, it's nothing more than harming the fish in the pond. The most important thing is that he is afraid of being fed dog food.

When Ye Ting came back, Lin Jinian was still thinking about the piano.

When he heard someone open the door, he lay down angrily and deliberately turned sideways to Ye Ting.

Only leaving him with a cold back of the head.

He noticed a line of sight falling on him, and then, a piece of the mattress beside him was sunken.

Ye Ting sat down beside him.

he thinks.

Ye Ting has never coaxed anyone since he was a child, so he was really at a loss for a while.

Looking at the figure outlined by the quilt, his first feeling was that he was too thin, and he needed to take care of it.

"Still angry?"

Ye Ting stared at his exposed lock of hair, finally couldn't help it, and asked a little awkwardly.

Lin Jinian ignored him.

the reason is simple.

Why do you talk to me, I have to talk to you.

He didn't know whether to be mad at the piano or at the person who bought it.

Or, it's your own anger.

The window was not closed tightly, and a small amount of wind blew over.

No one has ever looked at him like this before, Ye Ting thought, but this person is Su Chen.

When he thought of Su Chen's aggrieved eyes, his heart softened in a mess.

He reached over lightly with his hand and touched the tuft of hair.

"Su Chen." He called his name.

His voice is very soft, but so heavy.

"Su Chen, Su Chen."

at last.

Lin Jinian was defeated by the voice here, and he failed to hold his ground.

"Why did you come back suddenly?" He turned his head amidst the shouts, his eyes were slightly red, and said with a little dampness, "Didn't you just leave? Why did you come back after you left?"

When he said this, he turned his body slightly, and Ye Ting almost lost control with his eyes.

He closed his eyes slightly, trying to suppress the rising emotions.

He is a man who cannot speak.

Under such a situation, I didn't know what to say, so I could only hug him into my arms through the quilt.

"Come to coax you."

After a while, Ye Ting replied.

"Come to coax you." The three words wore off Lin Jinian's temper.

Lin Jinian was silent, and was in a trance for another moment.

At that moment, the person in front of him changed instantly, and turned into a white-clothed fairy in a wide robe and sleeves.

The fairy smiled lightly, but his eyes were gentle. He touched the top of his head and said helplessly, "Come to coax you. Why are you still crying when you are so big."

In a blink of an eye, I saw the immortal standing under the peach blossom tree and walking among the falling flowers: "I'm not here, did I not eat well?"

He lowered his head and frowned again: "Why did you run out barefoot, go back and put on your shoes."

"Eat," Lin Jinian subconsciously received, but his voice was inexplicably aggrieved, "The shoe is broken."

"what?"

Ye Ting loosened him in his arms, he couldn't hear what Su Chen said clearly.

"It's nothing." The scene in front of Lin Jinian changed again, and the person in front of him became Ye Ting again. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them, the inexplicable emotion just now was gone. "Will you just talk to me? President Ye .”

Lin Jinian is the kind of person who puts his nose on his face.

Ye Ting asked, "Well, how do you want to coax her?"

"I think." Lin Jinian sat up, thought for a moment, and said, "I want to go out tomorrow."

"Go out?" Ye Ting's dark eyes darkened, he stared at him motionlessly, and his voice was dangerous, "Where are you going?"

This is really not bad for Ye Ting.

The main reason is that Su Chen had a criminal record in escaping. Now that he mentioned it, it obviously brought back the memory he hoped for.

"It's all right."

Lin Jinian was not afraid of him, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You take me with you."

The five words successfully made Ye Ting feel better.

He had an illusion.

It's like Su Chen is saying: "The location doesn't matter, the main thing is to be with you."

"Okay," he said with a frown.

The room was quiet again.

Ye Ting covered the quilt for him, and looked down at him for a while.

After a while, he walked out silently.

At the moment when the door was closed, looking at the direction downstairs, his face was covered with thin ice.

The old housekeeper took a few days off and just came back this afternoon.

Seeing Ye Ting's gloomy expression, he walked over, bowed and said respectfully, "Do you have anything to tell me?"

Ye Ting stood in the study and said in a cold voice: "Housekeeper, it's just in time for you to come back. Within five minutes, everyone who I want to see the villa will gather here."

The old butler didn't ask what he knew he shouldn't ask, and didn't say anything else, and went out to carry out the order.

It has to be said that forty years of work experience is not in vain, but within three minutes, dozens of people from the entire villa have gathered in the study.

Those people lowered their heads tremblingly, not knowing why the cold-faced president suddenly summoned the big guys.

The butler stood aside and said, "According to what you said, everyone is already here."

"Ah."

Ye Ting said coldly.

Under the light, his silhouette was clear, and his eyes were coldly focused on those people.

He looked around for a week, and soon his eyes locked on a woman.

The woman was about 20 years old, and her makeup was very delicate. Even if she was wearing a uniform maid outfit, she still stood out from the crowd.

Ye Ting walked over, stood beside the woman, his eyes fell on her bright red lips.

The butler glanced through the presbyopic glasses, and vaguely remembered the woman's name in the reflection of the lens.

The woman's name is Zhang Yan.

When I came to Ye Zhai two years ago, I didn't know how serious my work was, but I was dressed up every day, and I was dressed in formal work clothes, which gave off a sense of fun/underwear.

He originally wanted to mention it, but later he thought it would have no effect on his work. She might have done something out of the ordinary, so this matter was put on hold for the time being.

only……

How did the young master notice it now?

When Zhang Yan saw someone stop beside him, his heart started beating wildly.

After two years, has Mr. Ye finally noticed himself?

She came to this villa.The first time I saw Ye Ting, I was attracted by this indifferent and handsome man.

Since the first day, she vowed to be Mrs. Shangye.

Although Mr. Ye has an unforgettable white moonlight, she believes in herself.

All she lacked was an opportunity.

Now, is the opportunity coming?

Ye Ting had a panoramic view of the woman's ugly changes, and was well aware of her carelessness, a deep disgust rose in his black eyes.

He looked at it indifferently for a while, then reached out and pinched Zhang Yan's chin, making her eyes look directly at him.

"What's your name?" Ye Ting asked.

Ye Ting's movements were not gentle, Zhang Yan's jaw hurt, and he replied with some difficulty: "Zhang Yan."

"Zhang Yan," Ye Ting repeated her name.

Zhang Yan nodded happily, and before he could show it, he felt the strength in his hands increase.

For a moment, he had no temperature, and his voice came out with ridicule and disgust.

He said, "Tell me, which onion are you?"

At this moment, Zhang Yan finally realized that something was wrong. Her jaw was pinched, and she couldn't speak clearly, only a few monosyllables could be vaguely heard.

Some couldn't tell whether she said "dare not" or "no".

Everyone thought that Zhang Yan was about to fly up the branch, but they didn't expect the scene to reverse quickly.

They peeked at each other, a little unclear about the situation.

"He's just a stand-in, so what are you?" Ye Ting's eyes rolled with black mist, his voice was like falling into an ice cave, "How dare you talk to him like that."

Now no one doesn't know.

Ye Ting was furious this time because of the substitute.

Tears flowed from Zhang Yan's eyes.

She shook her head slowly, trying to defend herself, but couldn't say a word.

Ye Ting didn't need her to speak, but just let her listen.

Looking at those ugly eyes, he remembered Su Chen's aggrieved eyes that day.

How dare she?How dare they?

Slowly, with force, his hand moved along his chin to Zhang Yan's neck.

No matter how angry he was, he would not be willing to touch someone. They treated him like this while he was not at home.

So insult him.

His black eyes turned blood red, and he couldn't control the force in his hands.

Under the gradually deepening force, Zhang Yan's face turned purple.

Seeing this, the butler felt that Ye Ting might have fallen into hysteria.

He shouted in panic: "Young master."

The titles from many years ago have all been moved out.

But Ye Ting seemed to be unable to hear, the knuckles in his fingers were prominent, and his strength was not weakened.

Zhang Yan's eyes were protruding, and he was about to suffocate and pass out.

The housekeeper became more and more panicked: "Young master, stop quickly."

If things go on like this, people will die.

But it didn't work.

Ye Ting couldn't hear it at all, he was immersed in his own world.

At this time, the study door opened a small crack.

A doubtful voice floated in: "Ye Ting?"