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Chapter Fourteen I Need a Prodigal

Qi Ye continued to act, as if in slow motion, her angered figure gradually revealed. Ye Weilan on the bed suddenly woke up and noticed that her upper body was cold. Her eyes were frightened and she didn't want to jump over to grab the quilt.

Qi Ye moved his hand and let out a "slam". The quilt was thrown to the ground. Her two slender and white legs were exposed to the air. She was so white and tender, naked, and appeared in his eyes at a glance.

Tears of shame and anger gathered in Ye Weilan's eyes. Before she could speak, a white soft blanket appeared on her shoulders, wrapping her whole body.

Qi Ye’s voice is Qingmei: “Eat something before sleeping.”

He personally brought a bowl of sweet soup and handed it to her mouth.

Ye Weilan's throat hurts as soon as he moves, and transparent tears slid down, both aggrieved, sad, and angry...

Qi Ye gently wiped her tears: "Your body is beautiful," he smiled evilly: "It's very ecstatic."

Ye Weilan stared at him.

Qi Ye rubbed her face with his fingertips, and his tone became gentle: "Stop crying, it's me that's not good. You eat something and have a good sleep. Are you going home in the afternoon?"

Ye Weilan turned her head and clearly got angry.

Qi Ye said "huh" and asked slowly: "Do you want me to feed you?"

His fingertips were placed on her lips and rubbed gently, his eyes were eccentric.

Ye Weilan immediately snatched the bowl of sweet soup and poured it down. She was very self-aware and didn't try to reason with the hooligan, especially the hooligan was very capable. After drinking a bowl of soup, his dry throat improved a lot. Ye Weilan just stopped and a spoonful of red bean porridge was handed to his mouth.

She looked up and Qi Ye smiled at her.

Ye Weilan paused for thirty seconds and opened her mouth to accept her fate.

"In the afternoon, I walked around. If you are not satisfied, tell the housekeeper and ask them to buy you what you like." Qi Ye served people for the first time, picking up food and feeding porridge, and his movements were not very skillful.

Ye Weilan didn't speak, staring at him with a pair of big, shimmering eyes.

Qi Ye's thin lips were raised: "You must live here in the future. Don't be wronged and don't save money for me. The Qi family lacks nothing, but they just lack a prodigal person."

Master Qi said a rare long sentence, but unfortunately a woman was angry and didn't appreciate it.

After successfully feeding breakfast, Ye Weilan lay down and continued to sleep, and Qi Ye went out.

In the afternoon, the housekeeper was ordered to take Ye Weilan to visit the courtyard.

Lanze Garden is an antique manor, with a large courtyard and a lined tree, quiet and grand.

The tall castle exudes an ancient and solemn domineering spirit, elegant and luxurious.

Ye Weilan turned around for a while, looked at the empty garden and asked, "He is the only one living here?"

Even there are no luxury houses nearby. In such a beautiful and quiet area, this situation seems a bit special.

The housekeeper smiled: "The only young master lives in this house, of course, it is also your home now."

Ye Weilan seemed to want to ask something, but she held it back.

Seeing her eagerness to speak, the housekeeper said respectfully: "The young master has no relatives and friends. The wife passed away early, so you are the only mistress here now."

Ye Weilan was stunned for a moment and did not continue the topic.

After visiting the garden, Ye Weilan cleaned up and suddenly remembered that Qi Ye asked her to remember the road last night. She was nervous at that time and didn't look carefully.
Chapter completed!
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