What?
Buy a house and give it to her?
Ye Wanqingâs heart started pounding immediately.
In the past, Deng Qingjiang only gave her clothes, shoes, gold jewelry, and treated her to good food, but now heâs saying he wants to give her a small house!
You know, a house, no matter how small, is a huge amount of money!
Moreover, buying a house in Capital City on her own, Ye Wanqing feels is impossible. The Lee family doesnât welcome her at all now. She has no relatives or friends in Capital City. If she canât stay here after graduation, she will have to go back to the small county. Thatâs something she absolutely doesnât want.
But if she had a house in Capital City, it would be different!
She would also become a person from Capital City!
She would have her own home in Capital City!
For a moment, Ye Wanqingâs face became burning with excitement and joy.
She suppressed this excitement and joy, looked at Deng Qingjiang, and said, "Uncle, stop teasing me, how can you just give away a house, weâre not related."
Deng Qingjiang reached out with his left hand, covering the back of her hand that was on the table.
Ye Wanqing wanted to pull her hand away, but she couldnât pull it out at the moment, so she didnât make any further moves, looking at Deng Qingjiang like a startled little rabbit, shy and timid.
"Uncle, what are you doing..."
The end of the word "ya" was drawn out a bit, soft and delicate, brushing over Deng Qingjiangâs heart, making him unable to resist holding her hand tighter.
"Wanqing, I felt an immediate connection with you at first sight, doesnât that count as something? Youâre so good to me, willing to take care of my daily life, isnât that family?"
Deng Qingjiang said, getting up to sit beside her, released her hand, moved his hand behind her, embraced her waist, and leaned his whole body towards her, pressing his thigh tightly against hers, resting his head closer, near her neck, taking a light sniff.
He only felt that the scent of youth from the young girl was intoxicating.
Ye Wanqing felt his breath on her neck, and her fine hairs stood up involuntarily.
She wanted to push him away, but at the thought of the house, she lost the strength to push him away, and could only say weakly, "Uncle Deng, please, donât do this, someone might see."
After all, this was still a tavern.
"Whoâs going to see? Wanqing, you chose the perfect spot, this corner is blocked by that big barrel, no one else can see us."
Deng Qingjiang said, drawing her in tighter, and moved his mouth closer too.
Seeing Ye Wanqing still trying to resist, he whispered in her ear, "Wanqing, although Iâm married, during those times, there wasnât any affection. She and I have nothing in common, not interested in her face every day, but as soon as I see you, I feel like Iâm alive, my whole body and mind are ignited for you, and I feel younger."
"But, even so, she is still your legitimate wife."
Ye Wanqing, who was already a vain woman, couldnât help feeling a bit proud upon hearing that her charm could captivate a man so much.
Moreover, in her eyes, Deng Qingjiang is a wealthy man who also looks quite good, a bit older but still charming.
Her face was very red, and her palms were sweating.
Deng Qingjiang whispered, "Things are different now, in the past, divorce was shameful, but now there are more people getting divorced. We donât know anyone here in Capital City, no need to worry about familiar people gossiping, right?"
"What do you mean by this?"