"So... Where will they be? Maybe they haven't run yet? "

"I found your father's ashes a few days ago. You should know that with Fang Wenyuan's personality, she won't be so stupid."

"That my father..." Ye Mengxi choked, a pair of beautiful eyes full of sadness, but also emerged a touch of hate.

Whether or not the mother and daughter killed Ye Zhiyuan in person, they disappeared and always had a relationship with them!

If they don't have ghosts in their hearts, why should they run!

Ye Zhiyuan's body is not at a dead end at all. Even if it's a little exhausted, it's OK to take good care of it and live for more than ten years. Suddenly he died

Ye Mengxi looks at the ashes box in her arms. It's cold. There's no temperature in the ashes. She still doesn't want to believe that her father is dead.

Her biological father, the man who loved her and her mother, had not seen her get married, and had not been able to enjoy her old age, so he became a handful of ashes in this box.

"Mengxi."

Huo Tingchen holds people in his arms and lets the driver drive home. The atmosphere along the way is wrapped in silence. Both of them seem to be waiting for each other to speak. Finally, ye Mengxi can't help staring at Huo Tingchen, "Tingchen, are you..."

"Mengxi, there are some things I'm hiding from you. I just want to protect you." Huo Tingchen holds Ye Mengxi's back brain with one hand, and his eyes are full of love. He wants to protect Ye Mengxi carefully, so that she won't be hurt.

But he gradually found that things beyond his control, secretly those people to target, is his arms, he loved the woman.

"Tingchen, who's the one who's hurting dad? What is the purpose of that man? " Ye Mengxi's hand on Huo Tingchen's chest, eager to know all the truth, she can't watch her father inexplicably only ashes, but do nothing!

Although Ye Zhiyuan was not a responsible father to her later, he was her father after all. His blood was flowing from her!

Huo Tingchen pressed Ye Mengxi in his arms and assured her, "Mengxi, no matter what the purpose of those people is, you don't have to be afraid."

The man's sonorous voice is loud. Ye Mengxi leans on his chest and listens to his powerful heartbeat. A warm current is surging in his heart. The extreme uneasiness almost exhausts her heart.

For the time being, she has no energy to carry out the wedding. She buried Ye Zhiyuan well. She was silent for several days.

Huo Xiaobao is very obedient and sensible. He has been accompanying her and observing the look of his family. Huo Xiaobao thinks that in addition to the wedding of Lao Huo and ye Mengxi, there is something important to happen.

Not surprisingly, when Huo Xiaobao ran to Huo Tingchen to listen to the corner, he found that Huo Tingchen was plotting with Song Qing.

Song Qing stood behind Huo Tingchen, wearing a gold framed face very serious, "president, I can't find the trend of Fang Wenyuan's mother and daughter, and the person who transferred Ye's funds also disappeared. If this continues, I feel that person's hand will reach us."

"Mengxi is by my side. He will do it." Huo Tingchen poured a glass of red wine, shook it gently and picked his eyebrows. He looked relaxed, but there was a sense of killing.

He and ye Mengxi stand in the light and know that they are going to fight each other, but he knows nothing about the people in the dark.

This is a situation he has not seen in his business career for so many years.

It's also a very strong challenge.

He wanted to know how thoughtful and courageous the people behind it were.