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Chapter 3 - Her name is Xia Ying

Xia Ying, on a summer's summer's day, you will be able to respond to it with ease. What a good name.

"Normal people?" Liang Dong Xin's eyes revealed curiosity. He really wanted to see who this girl, who could make this brat reveal such a smile, was.

"Find a chance to let you see her. To be honest, I also want to see her again."

Liang Ye stood up, and the man behind him followed along. Liang Dong Xin could only shake his head, he wanted to see what kind of trick this fellow was playing. Previously, no one had taken a fancy to him, but now, he had taken a liking to them.

The sun was shining in the garden, and large white clouds were floating in the blue sky. A woman in a black suit and skirt was sitting on a recliner by the pool, tapping on a computer.

She wore large black-rimmed glasses, and her dark eyes were hidden behind them.

Footsteps sounded from behind her. Her red lips curled up slightly, but her hands didn't stop moving.

"What is it? You didn't go out today? "

Liang Ye stopped and casually sat down on the chair beside her. Looking at Liang Zhi Qi, she smiled: "Sis, why are your ears so sharp?"

"Heh." Liang Zhi Qi closed the computer in her hand with a "Pa Da" sound and turned to look at Liang Ye. "She never liked to be disturbed when she worked, not even by her favorite brother." What's the matter? "

"That's not what you should be asking, you should be asking. I heard you've already chosen your wife."

As he bent down to pick up the laptop on Liang Zhi Qi's leg, Liang Ye casually opened it. He frowned and quickly closed her eyes.

"Sis, aren't you tired of looking at these things? "I'm tired of seeing!"

Liang Zhi Qi smiled lightly, and said with a cold tone. With her short, neat hair shining enchantingly in the sunlight, she got up and took the notebook from him.

"Your Young Master Liang has always had his own eyes. Let me guess, the person you've chosen is not only not a Wealthy Class, but he might not have met your requirements."

Liang Ye's profound eyes flashed with a trace of a smile, "Really? As expected of elder sister, you understand me. "

"How is it, what did grandpa say? Is there some kind of weird idea? " Although Liang Zhi Qi wanted to laugh, the curve of her red lips was not obvious.

Liang Family's two siblings, in the eyes of outsiders, were both legends and myths. The eldest daughter was a doctor of medicine and had a strict and cold personality. The Second Young Master was the CEO of the Liang's, he was cold, heartless and mysterious.

The two of them had very similar personalities, this point once made Liang Dong Xin deeply suspect if they were his own grandchildren. After all, he was such a cheerful person. How could he have such a descendant?

"Nope." Liang Ye spread his hands and shrugged, "But I think he will think of it."

"Yes." Liang Zhi Qi did not speak further, she turned and left. Liang Ye was already used to Liang Zhi Qi's personality of leaving without a word, so she did not bother with her. Instead, she raised her eyes and gazed at the sparkling water surface, his lips curling, the woman's words resonating in her ears.

"Don't fall in love with me!"

What a joke, would he fall in love with her? Liang Ye sneered, got up and left.

When she reappeared in front of Liang Ye, it was during the day. The current Liang Ye looked different from the night. Even though he still had a cold face and his entire body was suffused with a bone-chilling aura, compared to the night Liang Ye, he gave off a much better feeling.

Perhaps because it was their second meeting, she wasn't as nervous as she was when she first met him.

"You are Xia Ying?"

The person in front coldly spoke. Xia Ying smirked, "You are Xia Ying?" Was he blind or did he have poor memory? What is the problem?

"Yes, I am Xia Ying."

After looking at her up and down a few times, Liang Ye nodded, "I can still enter your eyes."

"What?" Xia Ying's calm eyes flashed with astonishment. Why was this man so vicious when she spoke? What did it mean to be able to enter the eye of the beholder? It would seem that he was no different from the person from last night.

Liang Ye pursed his lips, he did not know what he was planning to do, but to dare act so inattentively in front of a woman like him, his guts was indeed not small.

"Go and change."

The moment he finished, the man behind him brought over a bright red shirt. Xia Ying was startled, big red? Marry tonight? Could he be so anxious?

Seeing her frozen in place, Liang Ye stared at her with eyes as cold as ice, "Go and change your clothes."

He patiently repeated himself before Xia Ying came back to his senses and took it from him. But this dress was not a modern one at all. It looked more like the wedding gown worn by an ancient bride.

It was a crimson robe, tight and long, with a bell-shaped bottom, loose sleeves, and gold cuffs. The collar was open at a very low level. This was clearly an ancient woman's wedding gown. What the hell was this?

It was said that Young Master Liang's taste was unique, and even a little abnormal. At this time, Liang Ye wouldn't ask her to wear this outfit or whatever it was called to pay respects to him, right?

She had a lot of questions that she wanted to ask, but Liang Ye didn't give her the chance to speak. He seemed to hate her slow reaction. He gave the man behind her a look and the man immediately pushed Xia Ying into the bathroom.

On the inside, on the outside, Xia Ying stayed in the bathroom for a long time without coming out. The man went out to retrieve her things, leaving Liang Ye alone in the room. Time passed minute by minute, second by second, the little bit of patience Liang Ye had was worn out.

"Dong Dong"

Heavy knocking sounds came from the door. Xia Ying had just put on her inner clothes, but before she could even put on her clothes, the bathroom door was suddenly pulled open with a "whoosh" sound.

Four eyes facing each other, Xia Ying's eyes carried a trace of astonishment. She grabbed onto the red robe, hiding her body, not revealing the slightest bit of herself.

"What are you doing?"

Her face was full of vigilance, Liang Ye leaned on the door with interest, watching her make such a mess in the bathroom, he couldn't help but frown.

He was a germaphobe, a very serious germaphobe, and he had been most patient with her by lending her the bathroom, but she had done this to the bathroom?

"How long are you going to wear it?" Liang Ye gave a low laugh, and said coldly: "Do you need my help?"

"You will?"

But Liang Ye seemed to have misunderstood her meaning. He lifted his feet and stepped into the bathroom, and before she could finish speaking, he had already closed the bathroom door.

"Hey, I don't want you to touch me!"

Liang Ye did not care about her resistance, he tightly wrapped his arms around her and forced his into a bright red robe. He was so strong that she couldn't breathe.

She lost her footing and fell to the ground with a thud. Her arm hit the bottom of the bath, creating a red mark.

Xia Ying crawled up, her elbow hurting. Liang Ye stood beside her and looked down at her from above. He didn't react at all when he saw that she was injured. She only said in a cold voice, "Stand up."

"Hmph." She stood up and tucked her reddish elbow under her sleeve. She turned and walked out, her cold shoulder brushing his arm.

Liang Ye's profound eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth hooked up into a cold and sinister smile.

The appointed time to meet Liang Zhong Xin had not arrived yet, so Liang Ye sat on a chair in the garden and looked at the woman in front of him with raised eyebrows.

Xia Ying could feel his two cold eyes staring straight at her. She raised her hand and covered her face with a wide sleeve.

Liang Ye's body released a cold aura, making her unable to breath. Just sitting around with him for a few minutes alone would drive people insane, not to mention marrying him.

But there was no other way, in order to find him, she had to think of a way to stay in the Liang Family. Xia Ying secretly took a deep breath, "Hey, why does your grandfather want me to dress like this when he sees me?"

As Xia Ying spoke, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, carrying a trace of charm.

"Nothing, my grandpa likes Zhou Xingchi."

Xia Ying frowned and asked, "Is there any kind of connection?"

"Tang Bohu, light the incense." Liang Ye pointed to her wedding gown and then to himself. He pursed his lips and curled his beautiful lips, "In a while, as long as you give me a gesture, I will know which one is you."

"Gesture?" Xia Ying's expression suddenly changed, she nodded her head, "Alright then, let's do this gesture."

When Liang Ye looked up, the black lines on his forehead almost blinded her eyes. Liang Ye raised his hand and caressed the silver ring on his pinky, "Alright then, let's do this gesture."

Slicer? He didn't expect there to be such an old-fashioned woman in this world, but that didn't matter. He still had a lot of time to slowly get to know her.

The group of women were pushing and pushing behind the neatly trimmed flowers and plants. When they finally saw Xia Ying's gesture, they almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.

They looked at each other and naturally knew what to do.

Finally, it was time. Xia Ying stood in the middle of a group of women. Beneath the bright red veil, she opened her eyes wide, wanting to see what Liang Ye's grandfather really looked like.

But the hood was too long for her to see. Under the bright light, she could only see two blurry figures through the red hood.

"Grandfather." Liang Ye's tone was much better than before.

As Xia Ying listened, she could only twitch her mouth. The difference in attitude between before and after was just too great for this Liang Ye. To speak to him in such a cold and detached manner, yet to actually treat his grandfather with such respect.

"Yes." Liang Dong Xin stroked his white beard, and a smile appeared at the corner of his eyes. "How is it, are you ready?"

"Yes, I'm ready." Liang Ye's deep black eyes flashed a glimmer of light, his eyes scanned across the crowd of women in front of him, but just looking at them caused him to feel a headache.

All the women gestured to the cutter, and he frowned. He cursed in his heart, Damn woman, who let her think of such childish gestures?

"What's wrong?" Liang Dong Xin smiled as he looked at Liang Ye, who had been standing unmoving for a long time. His eyes were also extremely good, and when the girls waved their hand at him at the same time, he could no longer hold back the laughter in his chest.