C11

"Ye, Young Leaf?" It took Forest Manager a while to find his voice, "You, you are also here?"

Forest Manager looked at An Yi Mo, then looked at Ye Tian Cheng, even more surprised: "Young Leaf, An Yi Mo is my company's employee, you … Do you know her? "

Who exactly was Ye Tian Cheng? Why was the normally insufferably arrogant Forest Manager looking at him with such shock and fear?

"I'm not her friend!" Ye Tian Cheng looked at Forest Manager with a serious face as he explained.

"Then you guys …" Forest Manager looked dubiously at the two of them, a little doubtful.

"Hubby? An Yi Mo, is Young Leaf your husband? " Forest Manager's glasses almost fell off from shock.

"Ugh …" We just registered today. " With Ye Tian Cheng by his side, An Yi Mo did not dare to deny it.

"Gulp!"

Forest Manager swallowed his saliva, and stared at An Yi Mo for a minute. Suddenly, his face filled with smiles, and his attitude made a 180 degree turn, "Yi Mo, why didn't you say so earlier? You are a woman from the Young Leaf, how would I dare you to come over for social meetups? "

"Manager, aren't those things that I should be doing?" This Forest Manager loved to have her accompany him the most. Since he was wary of Ye Tian Cheng, this might be a good opportunity.

An Yi Mo had an idea. He pretended to glance inside the private box and muttered: "But … "I just don't like drinking. I wonder if that big client will want me to drink?"

Ye Tian Cheng squinted as a hint of coldness flashed past his black eyes.

"No, no!" Forest Manager immediately denied it: "Since you don't like to drink, then I don't need you to accompany this guest."

"Oh, that manager, I. I'll be leaving first. " An Yi Mo immediately said, afraid that the Forest Manager would regret it.

"Go, go!" Forest Manager nodded his head repeatedly, and said to Ye Tian Cheng with a flattering expression: "Young Leaf, next time when there's a chance, I'll treat you to a drink. You must give me face, okay? Also, I won't allow Yi Mo to socialize with me anymore, so you can rest assured! "

Ye Tian Cheng said with a smile that was not a smile: "That's good."

After she said that, she slid her hand that was on An Yi Mo's shoulder towards her waist and coldly said: "Wifey, come, come with me to my home."

For some reason, when An Yi Mo heard the word "wife", goosebumps rose all over his body. Just now they were called foam, now they were called wives? A strong uneasiness suddenly enveloped her, making her exceptionally unsettled!

Just as he reached home, the carriage stopped, Ye Tian Cheng went over to the side and picked An Yi Mo up horizontally, then went upstairs.

An Yi Mo struggled a few times. Seeing Ye Tian Cheng staring at him, the servant felt guilty and did not dare to make a sound. Everywhere he went, the servant looked at the two of them in shock.

Entering the room, Ye Tian Cheng kicked the door shut, then with large strides, he walked to the side of the bed and fiercely threw her down, saying: "An Yi Mo, how dare you!"

"I don't want to either, Forest Manager wants me to go to social events, or else he will expel me …" An Yi Mo saw that his eyes were cold, and that he was trying to defend himself weakly.

"What you mean is, does that unsettled and kind-hearted Forest Manager's words work more than me? "Hmm?" He seemed even angrier.

"Ugh …" "Not really." An Yi Mo instinctively folded his hands across his chest, and suddenly recalled the strange incident in the pavilion, feeling somewhat angry: "Even though I'm married to you, don't tell me that I can't even enter and leave freely? You have no right to imprison me! "

Ye Tian Cheng smirked and said coldly: "Don't you know that the creditor is your god? You must listen to my words! "

"I …" An Yi Mo bit his lips and swallowed the words that were close to his mouth because of his anger.

His anger was so strange, it didn't seem like he was that angry because he left the house. When he left, he had clearly said something, but why was he so angry? An Yi Mo could not understand no matter how much he thought about it.

"There's something I want to warn you about." Ye Tian Cheng sat down beside her, his expression solemn.

An Yi Mo organized his clothes and asked: "Speak."

"You can walk freely in this house, but the attic is a forbidden area, and no one is allowed to go up there, including you. Do you understand?" He was especially serious. His black pupils were shining with a dangerous light. It seemed that as long as she defied his orders, she would be doomed!

"Why?" An Yi Mo originally wanted to say that he encountered a strange situation, but after seeing his stern warning, he decided not to.

However, the curiosity in his heart grew.

"I'm your creditor. Not only do you have to listen to me, you have no right to ask questions!" As he spoke, he suddenly leaned to her side and said, "It's very late, go to sleep!"

In the middle of the night, when he was sleeping soundly, An Yi Mo was woken up by waves of itching coming from the tip of his nose.

When she opened her eyes, it was pitch black everywhere. She couldn't even see her hands, and even the thermometer was turned off. If it wasn't for the warm palm on her face confirming that there was someone by the bed, she would have been frightened.

How long had she slept?

There's Ye Tian Cheng right?

Why was he lying on the edge of the bed? Did he like to sleep like this?

Moreover, did he like to make everything dark in his sleep, so that not even a sliver of moonlight could slip in?

His breathing was by his ears, but his fingertips were touching the tip of An Yi Mo's nose and cheeks. It was unknown if he was dreaming, or was awake, but he thought An Yi Mo had fallen asleep.

His large palm slowly caressed past her, seeming to carry an incomparable attachment and reliance. An Yi Mo suspected that it was just an illusion.

This feeling was very strange. The person beside him was so strange, he did not even look like Ye Tian Cheng!

However, she didn't dare to move or speak, afraid that Ye Tian Cheng would wake her up and crawl back up, and she would be done for.

She pretended to only be asleep in a daze. With a grunt, she turned her body over and cleverly avoided his large palm that was rubbing her cheek.

This kind of action was like an incomparably natural instinct. An Yi Mo became more and more curious, but his body stiffened, and he didn't dare to make any more movements.

Her silence seemed to give him some sort of reassurance. After a short breath, he gradually calmed down, as if he had obtained some treasure he had lost. Then, with a light kiss on the tip of her hair, he stopped moving.