Wife, You Can't Run After Eating

Feng Zhiyao’s mind was sharp as she asked softly, sensing Ye Weiyang’s strange behavior.

However, Ye Weiyang only shook his head, and by the time he raised head to look at the private room on the second floor, the orange clad man was already gone.

“Weiyang?”

Feng Zhiyao gently lowered her eyes. Her jet-black eyelashes gently blinked like the wings of a butterfly, and her red lips slightly raised.

“I’m fine.”

Yao’er, look! Zi Yun is waving at us. ”

Seeing Feng Zhiyao’s smile, Ye Weiyang’s cold face gradually turned gentler. She raised her hand and pointed in the direction of Yue Yang Restaurant.

“En, then let’s hurry up and leave!”

Feng Zhiyao immediately raised her head to look in the direction he was pointing at after receiving Ye Weiyang’s reminder. A smile like a pear blossom bloomed at the corner of her eyes.

“Eldest Miss, I’ve bought the rouge.”

Zi Yun saw Feng Zhiyao and Ye Weiyang walking over, and hurriedly said with a laugh.

“En, let’s go upstairs to have some tea. I will treat you!”

Feng Zhiyao smiled and said boldly.

Ye Weiyang only felt a cold look on his back, as if it wanted to pierce through his back. When he turned around, he couldn’t see anything.

Yue Yang Restaurant, adjacent to the beautiful scenery of the Great Jade Lake, was very famous.

The three story building made from logs stood out among the historical sites. Compared to the other shops, it was like a crane among a flock of chickens.

It was tall and dazzling. What was eye-catching was that the signboard of Yue Yang Restaurant was personally written by the Supreme Emperor himself. The golden words were written in flamboyant calligraphy, like flying dragons and dancing phoenixes.

“Waiter, we want a private room!”

Zi Yun smiled and said under Feng Zhiyao’s gaze.

“The private room is on the second floor. Ladies and gentlemen, please follow me upstairs!”

A waiter from the Yue Yang Restaurant greeted them with a smile.

“The environment is alright.”

Feng Zhiyao looked around the room with a faint smile.

The waiter was very efficient and served tea very quickly.

They had barely sat down for the time of drinking half a cup of tea when unexpected guests arrived!

“Yao’er, who is he?”

There were two beautiful men standing outside the door. The man walking in front asked Feng Zhiyao.

It’s been a long time since the engagement being cancelled, why are you calling me so intimate!

“King of Qi, I’ve already broken off the engagement with you. Please don’t call me by my maiden name!”

Feng Zhiyao noticed Ye Weiyang’s slightly frowning expression and immediately corrected Xuanyuan Haofei.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Haofei’s expression became somewhat awkward, and a small flame inexplicably ignited in his heart, “Did you find someone else, s

Zi Yun looked at the furious Xuanyuan Haofei and hurriedly moved behind Feng Zhiyao. Although she was afraid of King of Qi, she also felt awful about what happened to her eldest miss. These words were really unpleasant to hear.

Hearing this, Ye Weiyang’s gaze turned cold. He pursed his lips in displeasure, and the Spirit Serpent Sword in his hand trembled.

Feng Zhiyao shook head at Ye Weiyang, indicating for him to be quiet.

Seeing Feng Zhiyao and Ye Weiyang sitting so close, Situ Yelei was very jealous that that man could drink tea together with Feng Zhiyao, but he couldn’t.

“Your Highness is really humorous. It’s someone ignored me first!”

Feng Zhiyao ungracefully rolled her eyes at Xuanyuan Haofei.

Bullshit King of Qi. What did he want?

“You …” Xuanyuan Haofei was rendered speechless by her words. It was really difficult for him to connect her elegant zither playing with her sharp words.

“Your King of Qi Highness, I’m sorry. Today, I only invited this young master to taste the tea, so —” Feng Zhiyao didn’t continue, but only smiled gently. Her meaning was, she only invited Ye Weiyang, so f * ck off!

Ye Weiyang looked at Situ Yelei, and Situ Yelei looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

Ye Weiyang found that he was in orange silk clothes, immediately remembering the man he met in Ming Cui Restaurant. As soon as he enter, his eyes were glued to Yao’er’s body. Could it be that he also liked Yao’er?

When he thought here, he felt rather uncomfortable and glared at Situ Yelei!

Situ Yelei did not back down. He coldly looked at Ye Weiyang with eyes as cold as ice!

“I think that this young master doesn’t mind if I and the head of Situ Family join you, right?”

Xuanyuan Haofei arrogantly pointed out his and Situ Yelei’s identities, implying that Ye Weiyang should take the initiative to leave.

“He doesn’t mind, I do!”

When Feng Zhiyao saw Xuanyuan Haofei, she felt that he was too hypocritical. How could she still have tea with him?

She stood up as soon as she finished speaking.

“Yao’er, my treat, is it okay?”

When Situ Yelei saw Xuanyuan Haofei was refused, he hurriedly laughed and said.

Dammit, it wasn’t easy for him to get rid of Xuanyuan Lingxi. Right now, the woman he fancied was right in front of him, but she was with a man who didn’t have a high status. How could he endure this?

“Young master Situ!”

“Can’t I afford it? ”

Feng Zhiyao’s beautiful eyes were crystal clear with a trace of cold light. Her eyes were as sharp as a sword that had been unsheathed. Cold air overflowed everywhere, making people not dare to look directly at her.

“This …”

Situ Yelei didn’t say anything for a long time. If it was anyone else, he would have already started scolding. Now that the girl he liked was standing in front of him, he didn’t dare scold her.

” Weiyang, Zi Yun!”

“Let’s go!”

It was such a disappointment. The tea was wasted. Fire burning in Feng Zhiyao’s heart!

“Wait, Yao’er, you can’t go with him!”

When Situ Yelei heard Feng Zhiyao call out Ye Weiyang’s name, his expression changed drastically.

Ye Weiyang unsheathed his Spirit Serpent Sword and pointed it at Situ Yelei. The color of the sword light suddenly changed to blue.

” Spirit Serpent Sword!”

Xuanyuan Haofei’s face suddenly turned deathly pale.

“Yao’er, quickly come over. This man is an assassin. If you’re with him, you’ll be in danger!”

Situ Yelei called out worriedly. He wanted to pull Feng Zhiyao away, but Feng Zhiyao dodged his hand.

“Whether there’s danger or not, that’s my own business!”

“It has nothing to do with you!”

Feng Zhiyao shrugged her shoulders and said. Then she smiled sweetly and stretched out her lotus-white arm, taking the initiative to hook around Ye Weiyang’s neck.

“Weiyang, don’t worry about these flies, let’s go somewhere else to taste the tea!”

“Well?”

Feng Zhiyao yawned lazily, perhaps because she was sleepy.

“Alright!”

“Sleep.”

When Ye Weiyang heard this, a faint smile appeared on his lips. He seemed to be doting, and seemed to be gentle. He obediently put away the Spirit Serpent Sword, held Feng Zhiyao, and walked out of the restaraunt.