"What do your parents do?"

"Do a little business." The leaf imperial concubine light way.

"Oh, little business? Isn't it a stall? "

Hearing this, ye Feiwei is stunned. A picture of Ye Tiancheng setting up a stall appears in his mind

"But then again, how can Yichen take a fancy to a woman like you? It's a bit of a poor eye! "

"I'm gone. I don't want to talk to such people." After checking out, song Yichen drags Ye Fei and goes out. However, ye Fei does not forget to look back at the woman and says with a smile: "poor eyesight is always better than blindness. Although his eyes are not so good now, he can at least cure his blindness at the beginning."

The woman was furious, but she didn't wait to say anything. The concubine had been dragged away by song Yichen.

"Who do you say is blind?" Song Yichen turns her head and looks at Ye Fei, whose attack power explodes beside her. Ye Fei looks at him with disdain: "just that kind of woman, are you blind? See! This cleaning aunt is better than her

Song Yichen's eyes twitch. She looks at her aunt who is nearly 40 years old and is cleaning the glass in her brown cleaning work clothes

It seems that the woman just now belongs to Boyu, but not from the fashion department. After he decided to come to Ye Fei's side, for fear that she might be suspicious of him, he casually found a woman to fabricate a love experience to prevent her from connecting him with Su Mohan.

Of course, women who spend money casually solve the problem quickly, but they are also doomed to be nothing good. It's not surprising that ye Feifei said that she was not as good as the cleaning aunt in front of her

Song Yi Chen swept her reaction, see she does not care, then also did not tangle this matter again.

Ye Feiben thought that they were leaving, but they didn't want song Yichen to drag her into another men's clothing store, and changed clothes back and forth.

The leaf imperial concubine drags the chin to be somewhat bored, nods again and again very good.

She is not interested in what song Yichen is wearing. She is not his wife. This obsessive-compulsive disorder has to nod her head before giving up

She has never seen a man with such ink on his shopping

"This is not very good..."

"This is a good one."

"It's a great set!"

Until one o'clock in the afternoon, ye Fei's stomach was already hungry and began to coo, but the man in front of her was still endless. Ye Fei's eyes fell on the ground and were packed with more than ten bags, praying that song Yichen would not let her carry it for a while.

"How about this one?" Song Yichen likes this and that again appears in front of Ye Fei.

Ye Fei sighed, and finally couldn't help but say, "how much do you want to buy just to finish it?"

Song Yichen squints at Ye Fei, light way: "afraid your husband is jealous?"

Ye Fei didn't seem to expect that he would be involved in this, but husband?

Thinking of Su Mo Han, ye Fei's tone is a little weak. She plans that although she is separated now, she has not been divorced. If she is not divorced, at least she is her husband

"What's the matter with my husband? Who do you think you are? My husband is jealous of you? Besides, I don't like your vinegar. " Ye Fei denied.

"Why didn't you see your husband so long?" Song Yichen squints his eyes and opens his mouth again.

"Song Yichen, you investigate the registered permanent residence, clothes have also been bought, can't walk?" Ye Fei turns off the topic and says impatiently.

Song Yi Chen lightly swept her one eye, light hum: "just you can admit that you are my new love."