Chapter 329

Back to Nanshan villa.

Mrs. Sheng first goes to Mrs. Jing, and then to Mrs. Ye Qingxin. Mrs. Jing looks around and talks about him. Ye Qingxin is silent. Neither of them has a clear attitude to forgive Sheng wenqiong.

I'm afraid old lady Sheng can't be kind about it. She doesn't blame Ye Qingxin for neglecting her family. She only blames her daughter for being too ignorant.

The behavior of the middle-aged people who are dozens of years old is not as good as that of the young people.

Before going to sleep, the old man called Sheng wenqiong and said, "you can do it yourself." I hung up.

Sheng wenqiong was a little angry when she answered the phone. She forced her mobile phone to the bedside table, turned to Yu Wei and said, "how can they take care of themselves? What can they do with me? He su'e's fall is not my intention. Has she been taken back every year? Can you call the police and catch me? Oh, that's all they can do! "

Yu Wei turns over the information in his hand and looks up at her without saying anything.

"I'm talking to you." Sheng wenqiong snatched the information from Yu Wei, "Today my mother beat me, my face is still painful, you don't comfort me."

Despite her bad temperament, Sheng wenqiong is good-looking. Although she is over 50 years old, she is well maintained. When she is quiet, she has no wrinkles on her face. She has a noble and elegant temperament. At this time, her right face is slightly red and swollen. She looks at Yu Wei resentfully, and her eyes reveal some grievances. She looks pretty and touching.

Yu Wei just looked at her without any indication and lay down to sleep.

Sheng wenqiong looked at the back of his head and felt cool. She was immediately filled with anger, "afterglow! What do you mean

I don't know when, Yu Wei's attitude to her is as cold as a stranger, where is there any previous affection?

Yu Wei closed his eyes, "tired day, sleep."

Sheng wenqiong's heart seems to be blocked up with cotton, as if the people around her are not following her.

The only daughter with her heart, was locked up in a drug treatment center.

The next afternoon, Sheng wenqiong met Yu Qingyou in a blue dress in the interview room of the drug treatment and education center.

After five months of forced isolation, Yu Qingyou has become silent from the beginning. He is not quite right.

Sheng wenqiong seldom comes to see her. This is her second visit to Yu Qingyou.

"Qingyou..."

"Shh --" Yu Qingyou put her index finger on her lips and touched her stomach with a face of happiness and shame. "The baby is sleeping. Don't talk to it."

Sheng wenqiong looked at the ring made of toilet paper on her finger and frowned, "Qingyou, what's on your hand?"

"The ring." Yu Qingyou shyly smile, "I and Boyuan's wedding ring."

"Qingyou, it's toilet paper, not a ring." Sheng wenqiong had a bad feeling in her heart.

"You talk nonsense! This is my wedding ring and his. You can't lie to me! " Yu Qingyou pinched the microphone and glared at Sheng wenqiong through the glass. "I still have our children in my stomach. We have children."

"He said at the wedding that there will only be one woman in my life, and he loves me."

"Qingyou, that's what Liangchen said. Did Liangchen come to see you during this time?"

"Good day? What's your birthday Yu Qingyou's eyes were deeply frightened. "He's a bad man. He's a bad man. Go away! go away! He is a bad man

After talking to herself for a while, she made a silent gesture to Sheng wenqiong, "Shh, don't talk, don't disturb the baby."

Sheng wenqiong

Standing at the door of the drug treatment center, Sheng wenqiong looks up at a giant coconut tree nearby, with feather like leaves stretching in the air.

In my ear, I recall the words of political commissar ran: "Miss Yu is mentally abnormal recently. We have contacted experts in psychiatry and are ready to give her a comprehensive examination."

In a trance, she couldn't remember how her daughter fell into this field step by step.

Is it because ye Qingxin?

That little bitch, why not die in the Yangtze River with Sheng Wenjun!

Sheng wenqiong was driving on the road which was glared by the sun. When waiting for the red light, she opened the window to breathe. Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of the driver next to her.

With a sudden contraction of her heart, she pressed the button to lift the window.

The other side obviously saw her, saw her a ghost expression, the other side showed her a meaningful smile, even raised his hand to her side waved.

When the street light came on, Sheng wenqiong stepped on the gas.

How did he come back? Did he say that he would never come back to England?

Sheng wenqiong returned home and poured a large glass of ice water in panic, but she still failed to cool her restless heart.

When the phone rings, she throws the cup out of her hand.

When the servant heard the sound of the cup breaking, Sheng wenqiong said with a cold face: "what's the matter? It's so rash. It scares me."

The servant was assassinated for no reason and did not dare to refute.

Sheng wenqiong went back to her room and looked at the screen of her mobile phone, a string of strange numbers.

Hesitated for a moment, answered, "Miss Shanda, I didn't expect that you still use this number. I'm really nostalgic."

Hearing the familiar voice, Sheng wenqiong's face became extremely ugly.

"You've been well in England. What are you doing back here?"

"Miss Shanda." There's a frivolous tone.

Sheng wenqiong calmed down and said in a cold voice, "you are short of money."

"Miss Shanda is still so smart." There said: "I just returned home, there is no place to stay, there is no means of transport, today Miss Shanda saw the car is my friend's

"I can give you money, but you have to leave the country."

"Is Miss Shanda making terms with me? It depends on whether Miss Shanda can meet my requirements. "

"To be frank, how much do you want?"

"Two hundred million."

"Why don't you rob it!"

"I can rob it, but if I'm caught and can't bear the Inquisitor's trial, it's not good to give up some old stories, right?"

Sheng wenqiong: "she gnashed her teeth for a long time, she said:" give me a little time, I can't get so much money all at once. "

"The Sheng family is not a small family. Two hundred million is just a drop in the bucket for you. Miss Shanda, why do you cry for poverty with me?"

"Give me a week."

"Two days."

After hanging up, Sheng wenqiong called Yu Wei and said, "he appears again."

"Who?"

"Chen Ke." Sheng wenqiong was a little anxious: "what should I do? He asked me for 200 million yuan. Where can I get so much money? All the money in my hand... You know. " All lost in futures.

"People like him are insatiable. If you give them 200 million today, they will ask for one billion tomorrow. There is no end."

Yu Wei's tone is cold, and Sheng wenqiong knows what his tone means. "You mean..."

So far, nothing more.

Sheng wenqiong hung up again, holding her cell phone and gliding across her eyes.

Since the beginning of autumn, the weather has been very good.

Ye Qingxin came out from the office building of the organizer of the young fashion designer competition. It was already ten o'clock in the evening.

For 38 sets of ready-made clothes, it is impossible for the plate maker to fully present what the designer wants to express. There are some problems. Ye Qingxin fully communicated his ideas with the plate maker and modified some of them by himself.

Back to Nanshan villa, the whole villa is quiet.

Aunt Chi opened the door for her.

"All asleep?"

"All the three old ladies have gone to bed, but the young men haven't yet."

Ye Qingxin goes upstairs and goes directly to the baby room. In the room, Jing Boyuan sits on the chair next to the crib, holding Chaochao in his hands and looking at his father with his eyes straight in his eyes. He smiles so much that he shows his pink gums.

The man is wearing a dark gray home clothes, cuffs rolled up, revealing a strong arm, deep eyebrows full of gentleness belonging to his father.

Year after year and evening lie back in the crib, year after year eating a small fist, evening bored to huff.

"Does the baby miss her mother today?" Ye Qingxin goes out for a whole day and calls home every two hours. She doesn't hear the news that the children are crying. Ye Qingxin is happy and lost.

It's gratifying that the kids have a good time leaving their mother. It's also the loss. Her mother doesn't seem to be so important to the kids.

"It's done?" Jing Boyuan put down Chaochao and put his hand on Ye Qingxin's waist.

"Well." Ye Qingxin lies on the crib fence and teases the kids in turn. The three kids yawn one after another, smash their mouths and squint their eyes.

Ye Qingxin covers them with quilts and turns off the light, leaving only a small night light for aunt to check at night.

"Mom, are you better?" Back in the master bedroom, jingboyuan takes the door connected with the baby room, and ye Qingxin asks him.

"Much better."

"Thanks to mom yesterday, otherwise I don't know what will happen." Ye Qingxin thought of jingboyuan and he su'e's mustard, and said: "Boyuan, I can see that mother really cares about her baby. You should thank her well. Why don't we wait for her to leave hospital and call her to Nanshan villa for a few days. She likes her baby so much and hasn't got along well with her baby yet."

Jing Boyuan's deep vision condenses to Ye Qingxin. After a moment's silence, he says, "just decide."

Ye Qingxin smiles: "I'll tell her tomorrow that she will be very happy."

The next morning, she went to the hospital.

He su'e didn't expect that jingboyuan would allow her to live in Nanshan villa.

Listen to Ye Qingxin's words, she can't help but confirm again and again, "really? Ah yuan, he... Doesn't object? "

Ye Qingxin sat on the chair beside the hospital bed, chipping the apple and said: "well, last night Boyuan mentioned that you have saved many years and said that we must thank you very much. I said that mother likes baby very much and has never had the chance to get along with baby. It's better to let her live in the villa for a while."

"Bo Yuan thought it was a good idea, so he nodded and agreed." Ye Qingxin finished cutting the apple and handed it to he su'e, "Mom, eat the apple."

"In fact, that's what I should do. My grandson was taken away by others with his mouth covered. I can't take it as if I didn't see it." He su'e was smiling, her eyes were full of the warm spring after the melting of ice and snow, and she took a small bite of the apple in her hand.

In the ward, besides Ye Qingxin, there is a servant in Jingzhai. Jingzong was also there. Seeing ye Qingxin coming, someone accompanied he su'e to talk and went to the unit.

When he Jifan came, ye Qingxin was washing the grapes for he su'e. these little things servants can do, but the meaning is different.

In the bathroom, she heard he Jifan's voice and inevitably remembered his feelings with Dou Wei'er.

He su'e asked how he Jifan was in the hospital.

He Jifan replied: "Zhou Zhou has a fever. I'm in the hospital for an injection. I know you're here. Come and have a look."

He Jifan's son is called he Chizhou.

"The child in Zhouzhou has a cold and fever for three days, and his resistance is too weak." He su'e said.

"Children don't always do that." He Jifan's tone contains his father's love and heartache, "it's good to grow up."

Ye Qingxin came out with a fruit tray and asked with a smile: "cousin is coming. Let's eat grapes."

He Jifan waved his hand, "No."

Ye Qingxin did not reluctantly put the grapes on the bedside table.

He Jifan sat for a while, got up and left. Before he left, he hesitated and asked Ye Qingxin: "have you contacted Wei Wei'er recently? When will she be back? "

Ye Qingxin looked at him with a smile: "she is busy recently. I haven't talked to her on the phone for a long time. I don't know."

He Jifan nodded, said nothing more and turned to leave.

He was wearing a white shirt with black floral print, with the hem tucked in his black casual trousers and a black belt tied around his waist. He was at least 1.85 meters tall and had a good proportion. His back looked tall and straight.

Ye Qingxin thinks of the peach blossom burning in his eyes when he just looks at him. He can't help worrying about Dou Wei'er.

Dou Wei'er's fall into such a playful and affectionate childe is not without reason. His excellent appearance alone is enough to attract women's attention, not to mention his strong financial support.

In addition to the use of love is not special, he Jifan generous to women, not considerate enough, but gentle enough, also don't blame Dou Wei Er a heart will be folded in the hands of this man.

Near noon, Jingzong comes back. Ye Qingxin leaves the hospital and is about to get into the car in the parking lot. Yu Guang catches a glimpse of he Jifan holding a little boy in a blue T-shirt, white shorts and a cartoon baseball cap coming from the direction of the infusion hall, followed by Shi Ying.

Even when the shadow of his own cover, ye Qingxin or recognize at a glance.