"Ye Xingchen, we are doing a show, don't tease people casually!" Tang Weiwei's face turned red.
She felt that she really didn't live up to expectations. She was obviously very angry about Ye Xingchen's deception, but now that Ye Xingchen could seduce him with just a few words, she wanted to forgive him unprincipledly.
Ye Xingchen seemed to be able to see through her thoughts, lowered his voice and said softly:
"Weiwei, don't forgive me so easily. A bastard like me should be trained by you for a while."
"Who wants to forgive you...you think too much!" Tang Weiwei said deliberately.
But she thought to herself, damn it, she still let him see her thoughts.
Tang Weiwei, Tang Weiwei, you really can’t do this anymore...
Soon, Grandma Xiang chose clothes for everyone, and the program team also took Tang Weiwei and the others to the hot spring villa.
But what the program team didn't know was that the real controlling owner of the largest hot spring resort here was also the Xiao family.
The hot spring villa was made in a Chinese retro style according to Ye Ranran's preferences at the time.
There are some beautiful rocks in front of the gate.
Of course, the most attractive thing is a stone that is almost thirty meters high.
There are some words carved on this stone.
As soon as he got off the car, Zeng Ruofu pulled Tang Weiwei over to take a look, "Sister Weiwei, look... what are these!"
Tang Weiwei focused his eyes, carefully looked at the classical Chinese text on it, and read slowly:
"The mountain is not high, if there are immortals, it will be famous. If the water is not deep, there will be dragons. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous. The moss marks are green on the steps, and the grass is green in the curtains. There are great scholars talking and laughing, and there are no white people coming and going. It can be adjusted A simple qin, reading the Golden Scripture. No messy ears of silk and bamboo, no laborious shape of documents. Zhugelu in Nanyang, Yunting of Western Shuzi. Confucius said: How can it be so shabby?"
"Is this...the legendary inscription on a humble house?" Zeng Ruofu blinked his eyes and secretly sighed. Fortunately, he was not one of those who slipped through the nine-year obligation, otherwise he wouldn't even know about such a classic.
Tang nodded slightly and explained: "There are engravers below..."
When Zeng Ruofu heard this, he quickly went over to take a look, and sure enough he saw several powerful words on the stone:
"Ye Xingtong and Ye Xinghao stay."
Zeng Ruofu was stunned, not knowing who these two people were for a while, "Sister Weiwei, I'm not good at studying. I don't know which dynasty master this is. Could you please tell me?"
Not to mention Zeng Ruofu, even netizens watching the live broadcast also started discussing:
[There are not many celebrities named Ye...but why don’t I know these two? 】
[Are there two such calligraphy masters in ancient times? 】
[She must be a master of calligraphy, otherwise why would the calligraphy be so beautiful and appear on big rocks? 】
[Our ancestors with extraordinary charm! Why don't I live in the same dynasty as them? 】
[Let me tease you, Tang Weiwei’s husband is named Ye Xingchen. Is he related to the two names on the stone? 】
Tang Weiwei happened to see the barrage on the executive director's cell phone, and she was a little bit dumbfounded.
At this moment, how should I explain it to netizens?
Ye Xingtong and Ye Xinghao are actually her husband's brothers?
And where such a font can appear, it must belong to the Xiao family.
Therefore, she has no doubt that this is the Xiao family's property.
No wonder her husband is so confident, saying that the program crew can come and relax.
Why can't we relax in our own industry?
Tang Weiwei looked sideways at Ye Xingchen, his mood somewhat complicated.
Ye Xingchen held her hand naturally and gave her an expression that said don't worry, your husband will take care of everything for you.
Tang Weiwei's heart skipped a beat and she tried her best to stay calm.
Here, Hong Yunxi saw how many people in the barrage area were envious of Tang Weiwei and were guessing about the identities of Ye Xingtong and Ye Xinghao, with a cold smile on her face.
"You stupid people, what do you know! Ye Xingtong is not an ordinary person, let alone an ancient!"
That's the man she likes, a very, very good person.
But why does Ye Xingtong still not like her even though she works so hard?
What should she do to truly enter Ye Xingtong's heart?
Hong Song'an is dead...
The dead cannot always occupy the hearts of the living.
Hong Yunxi thought, and An Song's face suddenly appeared in her mind, and her mood changed instantly.
There was no one who was similar to Hong Songan before. She could actually be calmer.
But now... she suddenly met someone who looked more like Hong Song'an, even next to Ye Xingtong, and she couldn't help but worry.
Hong Yunxi really wanted to call Ye Xingtong, and even wanted to stand in front of Ye Xingtong, confess her love to him again, and ask him not to look at other women again...
But thinking of Ye Xingtong's cold expression and his eyes that would never smile at her...
Hong Yunxi's heart was throbbing in pain.
It was at this time that the live broadcast room changed.
Because in front of Tang Weiwei and Ye Xingchen, a face as cold as ice appeared.
The moment she saw that face, Hong Yunxi's pupils suddenly widened.
"Xingtong, you're here." Tang Weiwei took the initiative to greet Ye Xingtong.
Although Ye Xingtong is cold to outsiders, he treats his own relatives differently.
Especially Tang Weiwei is his sister-in-law.
So I saw Ye Xingtong speak respectfully to Tang Weiwei: "Sister-in-law, hello...are you recording today?"
Tang Weiwei exchanged glances with Ye Xingchen, and then explained: "Well, this is a temporary idea... What are you..."
Ye Xingtong turned sideways and glanced at the parking area. His tone was as ethereal as the mist on the cold pond: "It's a friend who wants to come... I'll accompany her."
friend?
Tang Weiwei followed Ye Xingtong's gaze and saw An Song's face the next second.
This surprised both Tang Weiwei and Ye Xingchen.
You know, the Ye Xingtong they knew couldn't just come to a place like a hot spring with a girl.
How did An Song do it now?
Not to mention that Tang Weiwei and Ye Xingchen were curious, Hong Yunxi was also full of doubts when she saw An Song's face.
She put her hands on the table, leaned forward, and said extremely nervously: "What's going on! What's going on? Why is that little bitch here! Ye Xingtong, don't you like Hong Song'an? This What is An Song! How can she come to the Hot Spring Villa with you!"
Thinking that after working hard for so long, I never got a smile from Ye Xingtong, and An Song, who I had just met, could accompany Ye Xingtong to the hot spring villa...
Hong Yunxi was really jealous and going crazy.
She shook her head and wiped the corners of her eyes, trying not to cry.
She doesn't want to admit this kind of failure!
She can't sit still and wait for death. She must go to the Hot Spring Villa now to stop Ye Xingtong and An Song!
Ye Xingtong can only be hers!
