The Young Master's Bride

In his mind, he was thinking about whether Tang Tang should wake up at this time.

Ye qingge took out her phone from her pocket and called Feng Yan.

He didn’t care that Feng Xi was still there.

After three rings, the call connected.

“Is she awake?”

The calm voice sounded a little nervous because the person he was asking was his daughter who he had just found.

“She just woke up. I’m watching cartoons with her!”

Feng Yan’s voice was no longer as feminine as it usually was, and there was a hint of adoration in it.

“Expand ... Can you give me the photo?”

Her throat felt as if it had been soaked in vinegar, and it was swollen.

“Add me on WeChat and my phone number!”

Feng Yan hung up after saying that.

Ye qingge hung up and quickly registered a WeChat account on her phone.

After registering, she added Feng Yan’s phone number, and he had just finished registering as well.

He had even completed it under Han Bing’s guidance.

Soon, ye qingge accepted the friend request.

Then, Feng Yan sent her a picture.

When she opened it, ye qingge couldn’t help but cry. Her tears fell without any time to recover.

In the photo, Tang Tang was lying on Feng Yan’s lap, smiling sweetly and dazedly, her big eyes so bright and lively.

This was her daughter, completely different from the timid and panicking child she had seen at noon.

It was obvious that she had a very good relationship with Feng Yan, and her smile was full of dependence.

Ye qingge suddenly burst into tears, which stunned Feng Xi.

no, I say, what’s wrong with you? why are you crying? ”

He had never seen a woman cry without warning.

“I’ll ... I’m looking for third brother!”

Feng Xi turned around and was about to leave.

“Don’t go, help me pick the vegetables!”

Ye qingge wiped her tears with her hands, but it seemed that she could not wipe them clean.

She turned around and walked to the tap. She scooped some water and washed her face.

When ye qingge came back just now, he had also noticed that there was something wrong with her. Wasn’t this woman quite powerful?

Why was she still crying?

Feng Xi didn’t know that the one who didn’t cry wasn’t a woman. Women were made of water.

Feng Xi looked at the dishes that she couldn’t name and didn’t know where to start.

However, he did not leave.

Ye qingge tried her best to calm down.

The toughest days had passed. She had found her daughter and her brother. What was there to be sad about? she was not sad ...

However, even though she told herself this, the pain in her heart still made her want to shrink into the blanket and cry.

It was because she knew what she was about to lose. Li beixiao, her love ...

“What’s wrong with you? Third brother is going to give you a surprise today!”

Feng Xi did not say that li beixiao was going to propose to ye qingge.

A man like him could not do it. He could not hold a grand ceremony or live stream a proposal to ye qingge.

He felt that it was enough to have some close friends to witness the happy moments between two people.

He also believed that ye qingge would not want those flashy rituals.

Ye qingge’s hand that was holding the Chinese mustard flower paused. The surprise that Feng Xi mentioned reminded her of a proposal.

A woman’s intuition was always accurate. Li beixiao was probably going to propose to her!

She also vaguely understood why Feng Yan had never said that she was MeowMeow.

Perhaps he was waiting for a moment, when li beixiao proposed to him, or at the wedding, to give li beixiao the most direct blow.

To let him experience the pain of loss was his revenge.