"That table of guests is a regular customer? Why don't I look at it like it?"

Ye Qingqing said to herself that she could almost guess the identity of the guest at this table. She should have known the old Bailian just now, perhaps a relative of Lao Bailian's hometown. Judging from the accent of Lao Bailian, it seemed that it was a city around Pingjiang City.

"I'll take a closer look."

Tang Yuanyuan narrowed her eyes, and couldn't see clearly from far away. She walked forward a few steps, her face suddenly changed, and she rushed up in anger. Ye Qingqing knew at a glance that she must not be a regular customer.

Since Baiweiju opened its business, Tang Yuanyuan has been helping in the store almost every day. She basically knows regular customers. You can tell at a glance that this woman just calls her regular customers and calls her to cook by herself. How big a face is!

Tang Yuanyuan was furious and was about to get angry. She was about to go over and expose her. Ye Qingqing grabbed her and whispered: "Don't be anxious. Go and take a look. I always feel that this woman is not at ease."

"She just has bad intentions and likes my dad..." Tang Yuanyuan blurted out, but stopped after speaking for a while, with a little embarrassed expression.

Ye Qingqing made up for her and sneered: "I want to be your little stepmother."

Tang Yuanyuan's face looked even more ugly and nodded. Anyway, Qingqing is not an outsider, so there is nothing shameful. She hates this woman for shamelessness, but she is even more angry that her father is confused and soft-hearted, and can't see the true face of the old vixen.

If she hadn't been watching the game tightly these days, this woman would have succeeded in her plan. Tang Yuanyuan sighed heavily, feeling exhausted.

"What's there to worry about? Gods come to block Gods, and ghosts come to destroy ghosts. Isn't it just a vixen? If you destroy it, your father is a little fatal, and his mind is a mess and soft-hearted. You have to be careful." Ye Qingqing said angrily.

To put it bluntly, if Dad Tang was more wise and decisive, the Tang family would not have been tragic in the first place. However, no one is perfect, there is no perfect person in the world. Having a kind-hearted father is better than a irresponsible father.

Isn't the one in her family also soft-headed, not much wiser than Dad Tang, but it's relatively better. At least it won't bring back a woman with unknown experiences, and compassion is not that rampant.

"Your dad is not even as good as my dad. In the future, he will not pick up any cats and dogs. "

Although Tang Yuanyuan hated her father for not being good, she still felt safe. She was unhappy after hearing this and said angrily: "Come on, Uncle Ye and my father are half a pound of turtles, turtles, watch, maybe one day Uncle Ye will take a girl home."

"Bao, your dad is the turtle, he can speak humanly!"

Ye Qingqing glared fiercely, and Tang Yuanyuan realized that she was about to say the wrong thing. She couldn't help laughing, so she was so happy.

The two of them were not far from that table of "cookies". Old Bailian was still there, covering her mouth and smiling shyly, her eyebrows and eyes were filled with affection, and she could see goosebumps.

"Xiulian, you are so lucky. Half a month ago, I chatted with your mother and told you how you will live your life in the future. I didn't expect you to find a good partner in Pingjiang City. You are still so promising. Oh, your mother is still lucky!" An aunt in her fifties said in her tone of envy, jealousy and hatred, and her face looked a little similar to Old Bailian.
Chapter completed!