Ye Qiaopei typed quickly on the keyboard and replied: "Okay, you don't have to worry about the old man's condition. I will go there once a week from now on."

"Can."

Ye Qiaopei put the phone into his pocket.

Within half an hour, Fu Beimo's assistant had brought back all her identification and other things.

Because of Fu Beimo's special status, it only took less than ten minutes for the two of them to obtain their marriage certificate.

Ye Qiaopei looked at the little red notebook in his hand with a complicated expression in his eyes.

Although getting married was part of her plan, suddenly becoming married still made her a little uncomfortable.

"You can go back upstairs and tidy up later. I'm going to attend the Fu family dinner with me tonight."

Ye Qiaopei nodded obediently: "Okay."

Fu Beimo looked at the soft smile on the woman's face and swallowed the warning that was on his lips.

He suddenly wanted to see how Ye Qiaopei would face those relatives who were as greedy as hungry wolves. It would definitely be interesting.

Since he was going to meet Fu Beimo's family, Ye Qiaopei went upstairs to put on simple light makeup.

Her facial features are delicate and pretty, and she is the most popular look at the moment with heavy makeup, but Ye Qiaopei prefers light makeup.

Ye Qiaopei changed his clothes casually and walked down the stairs along the handrail. Fu Beimo looked up when he heard the sound.

The two people's eyes intertwined in the air, and Ye Qiaopei keenly noticed that Fu Beimo seemed to frown slightly. As for the flash in his eyes, was it disgust?

She subconsciously lowered her head and glanced at her clothes.

This dress was made with the black card given to her by Ye Chonghai. Although it is not a high-end luxury brand, it is still a niche affordable luxury brand. What does he dislike?

"Are you going to dress so shabbily?"

Fu Beimo took off the gold-rimmed glasses on his face, and his facial lines were neat and clear, revealing a slight sense of alienation.

Before Ye Qiaofei could answer, Fu Beimo took out his cell phone and called his assistant. He simply said: "Select one set of all the women's clothing under Sole and send it to the audience."

He paused and looked at Ye Qiaopei again: "Size."

"s."

"Um."

After giving all the instructions, Fu Beimo hung up the phone.

Ye Qiaopei stood aside, obediently waiting for his next order.

However, the distance between the two of them was still more than two steps. This was because Ye Qiaopei had set a safe limit for himself in his heart.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Ye Qiaopei was about to nod subconsciously, but after she realized what she was doing, she shook her head decisively. Her words were flattery:

"Mr. Fu is handsome and has a net worth of over 100 million. He is the dream man of countless women in Jiangcheng. Such a perfect man is now my husband. It's too late for me to be happy. How could I be afraid?"

Fu Beimo questioned: "Then why are you so far away from me? I will eat you?"

The moment he finished speaking, Ye Qiaopei had already sat next to him.

The long and curled eyelashes spread lightly like butterfly wings, and Ye Qiaopei smiled brightly: "I'm just not used to the fact that I suddenly changed from single to married."

She suddenly thought of another question and asked boldly: "What should I call you when we get there soon?"

Mr. Fu was too official and her husband was too intimate, so she really couldn't scream.

Seeing that Fu Beimo remained silent, Ye Qiaopei tentatively said, "Beimo?"

The woman's voice was delicate and soft. When these two simple words were spoken from her mouth and fell into her ears, they seemed to have taken eighteen turns. They were so soft and seductive.

Especially when he said this, he had a playful expression, as if he had seen through the hunter's trap, but was deliberately testing back and forth at the door.

Fu Beimo's eyes flashed with dark color: "Whatever."

Although he didn't care about it, he had to admit that Ye Qiaopei called his name very nicely.

Ye Qiaopei felt relieved and nodded: "Okay, then I will call you that in front of others, and I will still call you Mr. Fu in private."

Fu Beimo cherished his words like gold: "It's up to you."

Ye Qiaopei felt bored and shut up wisely.

The assistant quickly delivered the clothes, and Ye Qiaopei randomly selected a ladylike skirt.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the black Cayenne stopped at the door of the Fu family's old house.

It was once a manor built by foreign businessmen, but it later changed hands several times to the Fu family.

The land is very valuable. Although it is not as expensive as Guanting, it is also a famous luxury house in Jiangcheng.

Ye Qiaopei lowered his head and followed Fu Beimo's pace.

On the way here, she had already asked someone to search the Fu family's family situation.

Mr. Fu has two sons in total. Fu Beimo's father is the second son, but it is a pity that the white-haired man gave away the black-haired man.

The person who lives in the old house now is his uncle and he has a daughter.

From the moment he stepped into the old house, Ye Qiaopei felt several eyes falling on him.

Or look at, scorn or ridicule.

The looks have different meanings, but they are all malicious.

Ye Qiaopei straightened his back and met those eyes without being humble or arrogant, and even responded with a friendly smile.

The man and two women standing in front of her were the people from Uncle Fu Beimo's family.

At this moment, a white figure avoided her accurately and threw herself into Fu Beimo's arms.

"Brother Beimo, why did you come here?"

Ye Qiaopei looked sideways and saw a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, smiling and holding Fu Beimo's arm acting coquettishly.

Fu Beimo pushed Fu Jiaojiao's hand away calmly, as indifferently as ever: "There's something going on at the company, I'm late."

"You always use busy work as an excuse. Otherwise, I will come to the company to play with you next time."

Ye Qiaopei on the side was not annoyed when he saw that he was being ignored and turned into nothing. On the contrary, he wanted it.

From the moment she walked in, she had noticed that the faces of this family were all filled with eager to please smiles, which looked very much like the faces of Ye Chonghai and his gang.

If my guess is correct, this family should be the same as the Ye family.
Chapter completed!