"Aren't the girl from Gong Haicheng?" The driver wanted to ask who Ning Ge was. He had been running a taxi for a day or two, and he had been recruiting people to District XC for a few days. This kind of situation was the first time that the leader had personally inspected, especially his license plate and driver's license reviewed over and over again. Fortunately, he had complete documents, no problem with the car, and no one had made any mistakes, otherwise he might have fallen here.

Ning Ge replied: "I'm not."

"Where is that girl?"

"I'll have to drive the car properly. How long will it take to arrive?" Ning Ge's expression became cold.

Seeing that Ning Ge's tone was not good, the driver smiled with a flattering expression, "If the road conditions are good, ten minutes."

"Yes." Ning Ge responded lightly, then looked through the car window at the bustling traffic outside, and searched all the information about the Ye family in his mind.

...

The Ye family's architecture is more Western-style, and the Rococo decorative style is delicate and gorgeous, solemn and atmospheric.

In the garden full of red roses, there is a set of white palace long tables and teahouses.

On the main seat of the teahouse, a man with silver-gray and long neck sat with his legs folded.

The slender hand that was too fair and slender, rested one on the knee, and as the classical music played in the antique phonograph, tapping gently and rhythmically, leisurely.

The other hand was loosely hooking a glass of red wine. The red wine swayed slightly with her knocking fingers.

A maid approached him silently, "Young master, Miss Cousin is here."

"Which cousin?" The man's voice was a little dull and dumb, but it sounded like a different kind of magnetic temptation.

Ning Ge followed the maid and answered actively when he heard the man's question: "It's me, Ji Ningge."

The gently shaking red wine suddenly stopped, and even the knocking fingers stopped.

"You dare to come here!"

Suddenly scolded! Then the man stood up from the teahouse with a swift move, and threw the red wine glass in his hand at Ning Ge.

Ning Geru was nailed to the ground and motionless, and flew over the edge of the red wine glass to the skin on her ears and face... Because the speed was very fast, the skin that was rubbed was in a scorching pain.

It was as if someone slapped her in the face.

This is what Ji Ningge deserves! It is also what Ji Ningge owes men!

"Why didn't you die with your mother!" The man said viciously.

Ning Ge calmly looked at the head of the Ye family, Ji Ningge's cousin, Ye Xingsi, who can only be seen in magazines such as Fashion Fire and Times Leaders.

He is very beautiful!

That's right, it's pretty! His appearance is not only handsome, but also as beautiful as a woman's exquisite beauty. His refined eyebrows and eyes are flawless at any angle, and he is a beauty who is more photogenic than a superstar.

But Ji Ningge was very afraid of him and felt guilty.

So Ji Ningge never came to the Ye family, and even if he was bullied by Lin Miao and his daughter, he would never think about coming to the Ye family.

But she is here.

If she wants to see through Tang Yufeng, she must jump out of his palm.

At least he can't let him control himself. And the Ye family is her best choice. Because of the power of the Ye family!

"Go down!" Ye Xingsi shouted fiercely.

Ning Ge remained motionless.

The maid beside him hurriedly bowed and retreated, just like a servant from ancient times.

Ning Ge looked at the maid walking away with a glance, and said, "I need your help."
Chapter completed!