You Are My Rare Passion

Chapter 1917: Play out of common sense

  Chapter 1917 Playing cards not according to common sense

  Full of affection, sincere affection, and sincere intonation, especially she looks very sick and slender. Although not very beautiful, she does not have a charming style.

Just now she was very eloquent and talkative. If it weren’t for Ye Xingbei’s great affection for Mu Qingwan, she might have suspected that Mu Qingwan’s excellence was a pretense now. At this moment, Mu Qingwan in Mu Rushuang’s mouth , Is the real Mu Qingwan.

  The Mu's eldest lady is also a talent.

  It's a pity, it's useless in the right place.

  If this is to enter the entertainment industry, a queen or something, it will definitely come by hand.

Ye Xingbei shook his head and smiled. He looked at Mu Rushuang and said: "Miss Mu, I can't just judge that there is something wrong with the character of the night and night by you alone. That's fine. It's better than I just take what you told me. Those words, let your parents and your elder brother listen to them. If they also admit that what you said is true, then I believe what you just said is the truth. Is that good for you?"

Mu Rushuang's face changed suddenly, and he stammered: "Mrs. Gu, I met you right away. When I saw you, I felt an inexplicable intimacy. Only when I told you these heart-wrenching remarks, I was kind. , How can you...you..."

  Ye Xingbei smiled, "Your parents and eldest brothers are not outsiders, so why not let them listen?"

  Ye Xingbei took out his mobile phone and called Gu Chi in, "Xiao Chi, think of a way to notify the late parents and eldest brother to let them come over."

   "No!" Mu Rushuang said anxiously, "Mrs. Gu Shao, this is my private message for you. You can't let others know, you, you can't do this!"

   Ye Xingbei smiled faintly, "I don’t have the turn to tell you what I want to do."

   "You...you..." Mu Rushuang stood up fiercely: "Don't tell my parents, I'm leaving now, you just assume I haven't been here."

   Ye Xingbei picked up the tea in front of him, and took a sip: "Miss Mu, I am not a supermarket market here. Come and leave if you want."

   After Gu Chi ordered Ye Xingbei's order to go down, he blocked Mu Rushuang's path.

   Mu Rushuang’s face pale: "You, are you trying to kidnap me?"

   "Of course not," Ye Xingbei said, "I asked your parents to take you back."

   "No, I'm an adult now, and I can go by myself!" Mu Rushuang stepped forward, trying to bypass Gu Chi.

   But no matter how she goes around, Gu Chi can accurately block her way.

  She turned her head to look at Ye Xingbei angrily: "You, why are you doing this? You, don't deceive others too much!"

   Ye Xingbei smiled faintly: "Miss Mu, this is my small rented building, my site, of course I can do whatever I want!"

   Mu Rushuang was going crazy.

  She felt that Ye Xingbei was just a neurotic, and she did not play cards according to common sense.

  Isn’t it the most basic common sense that what two people say in private should be kept secret for each other?

  How could Ye Xingbei call her parents?

  She was angry and anxious, wishing to leave her wings, but Gu Chi blocked her way so hard that she couldn't go.

  The hotel they rented is only ten minutes away from the small building in Ye Xingbei.

   Soon, her parents and her elder brother arrived.

  After Yang Jiezhen walked into the living room, she immediately rushed to Mu Rushuang's side. Seeing that Mu Rushuang was safe, she was relieved, looked at Ye Xingbei, and asked with a smiling face, "Madam Gu, what's the matter?"

   "What's wrong?" Ye Xingbei smiled, took off the gem bracelet on his wrist, pressed the play button, and placed it on the coffee table: "Listen to it yourself."

Mu Rushuang sounded a very sincere voice pouring out from the gemstone bracelet: "Madam Gu, I know why you are so good to night and night, because you think that night and night are beautiful, icy and clean, and attractive, but that's all an illusion. !... In fact, Mu Qingwan's back is really bad! She always fishes men as her spare tires relying on her own beauty..."

  (End of this chapter)