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C1862 Wealthy Marriage 1789

"Is Mommy with you? Do you not want me anymore? "

The hand holding the phone paused for a moment. Then, he lowered his head and looked at the depressed girl in front of him.

"No." He bent down to level with her. "Mom was very worried about you, and specifically asked me to come visit you today."

His face darkened. "What happened to you?"

Ye Shuimo's face was flushed red. After sobbing twice, she suddenly burst into a series of loud and clear sobs, which then stopped abruptly.

Outside the door, Sofia stopped to listen attentively for a while. "Strange. Did you hear the young lady's crying just now?" However, no one will stop after crying. They must have heard wrong. "

Listening to the people outside the door mumbling, Ye Miao stared fiercely at the person who caused the trouble, "Say it one more time, don't make any random sounds. You can't cry, but you can't suddenly yell!"

Ye Shuimo rolled her eyes, indicating that she wanted to speak.

Only then did Ye Miao let go, only to see that the other person's small body was slowly leaning over. He lowered his voice and said, "Then can I speak at this level?"

He felt a deep sense of frustration. "Speak at a normal volume!"

After taking the picture, he told Ye Shuimo to stand and take a picture of her at home, but the child refused.

"Brother will do the same."

"I can't do anything with my phone."

"Brother will do the same."

"I already said that I can't do anything with my phone!"

Ye Miao subconsciously raised his voice. Towards his half-sister, he was helpless.

"Brother, didn't you say not to shout?" Ye Shuimo blinked with an expression of thirst for knowledge.

Ye Miao swore that this kid in front of him was his nemesis.

"In short, stand still and I'll take your picture."

"I have a way to get my brother to take pictures too." Ye Shuimo seemed to have thought of a good idea as she seemed to be in high spirits.

Ye Miao had no interest in playing with her, he only wanted to settle the matter quickly.

"Big brother."

"Right."

"I'm just calling him by any name."

"…"

"Big brother."

There was silence.

"Big brother."

He was silent again.

"Big brother."

With a suppressed voice, he asked, "What's going on?!"

"Let's take a photo together."

There was silence.

"Big brother."

"Shut up."

Ye Miao had never thought that one day, he would really be "ridden" by someone.

Ye Shuimo had her arms around his neck and was hanging behind him. She said proudly, "That way, we can both be in the limelight."

She was so happy to be in close contact with her brother that she swung around her warm neck.

Ye Miao's face was a little red from being slapped on the butt. With great difficulty, he opened his mouth and said, "Let go."

"No!" Ye Shuimo hugged her brother tighter. "Let go of him then."

It was hard for Ye Miao to breathe after being hugged like this. He clenched his teeth and said: "I, no, let's go."

After very difficult to finish taking the picture, Ye Miao turned around and was about to leave, but his sleeves were pulled back.

"Brother, are you leaving again?" Ye Shuimo was very sad. "I clearly said that I won't leave."

Seeing that she was about to cry again, Ye Miao was annoyed. "Don't cry."

"I'm not crying." Ye Shuimo bit her lower lip.

Tears and snot were already flowing down his mouth, yet he still said he didn't cry?! Ye Miao's temples jumped. He took a step forward and the next second, he heard the sound of the plop on the ground.

He turned around in shock, looking at the child who had fallen to the ground but was still holding onto his pants with a complicated expression.

"Let go."

"No."

"I'll get the paper towels."

"No."

"Ye Shuimo!"

"No."

Finally, Ye Miao struggled to move forward, dragging a humanoid doll to a shelf in the corner of the room. He took off the tissue container, lowered his head with difficulty and stuffed it into Ye Shuimo's arms, "Wipe it clean."

After a long journey, Ye Miao felt powerless. Ever since he was young, he had been living in a tough environment, so there was no need for cowardice. He wanted to cry.

If it was anyone else, then it would have been fine, but the other party was someone that his mother thought highly of, and he couldn't easily do anything to them.

"Big brother."

His temples throbbed at the word.

"Can you come see me again?" Ye Shuimo said pitifully, "I will be good and not anger my brother."

So you actually know how to make people angry. As he indistinctly heard someone walking over from the corridor, his gaze darkened.

"Alright."

"A liar is a puppy."

With a frown, he replied, "I will naturally do as you said."

When Ye Chuqing reached the stairs, she heard a male voice speaking from Ye Shuimo's room.

How could there be a man? She pushed open the door and saw Ye Shuimo giggling as she stared at the window.

Prison

Scar face casually sat on the chair, "Even if you ask me, I won't tell you."

"You?" Ye Bo frowned, "Who else?"

Scarface looked meaningfully at Ye Bo, opened up his legs and knocked on the chair with a "ding ding" sound. Warning, he came over and scolded again, "Quiet."

"It doesn't matter, you will." Ye Bo stood up, "I wish you a happy prison life these few days."

When Ye Bo walked out of the prison, who was that person who arrived before him? Enemy or friend?

He had a premonition that the other party meant no harm. In short, as long as Scarface had not confessed, that person would appear.

On the third day, Ye Bo went to the prison again. Looking at the bruised man in front of him, he said, "If I had told you earlier, you wouldn't have encountered such a situation." He leaned forward. "The world is not fair. There are many things you can do with money."

He glanced at the bruised Scarface with an expressionless face. "Sometimes, keeping a secret is a good thing, but it depends on whether or not the other party is worth keeping a secret."

"You can't beat him." Scarface was silent for a moment, "As long as you stand in front of him, you will know the disparity in strength."

"It's her?" Or him? "

"I don't know." Scarface tried to recall, his previous memory was very clear. "I can't be sure of his gender because he used a voice-changing device and wore a big cloak. How could modern people wear a cloak like that? I think he's a devil."

Ye Bo continued to listen to him, but he saw that he was getting more and more excited, and there were many meaningless things mixed in his words. He had to say something to stop her. "Calm down."

"He came to me himself, gave me the money to do it, and never appeared again." The knife-scarred man pointed to the scar on his face, "He is an existence that cannot be discussed. Do you see this scar? "I had said these words to someone after drinking, and when I woke up, my face had changed."

"That person is a shadow, everywhere. You can't see him, but he will always be around you. Once he discovers that you are going to reveal your secret, he will warn you that there is nowhere for you to hide."

"The one who put you in jail." Ye Bo frowned.

"It's me." "I know, he must be watching me somewhere. Maybe under the bed at home, maybe in the ceiling, maybe in a corner."

He licked his lips and continued, "I even believe that while I was sleeping, he would sit on the bed and quietly examine me, not giving me the chance to reveal my secret."

The prison guard had already noticed the strangeness of his state, and he walked over with large strides.

"Only this place is the safest, and you guys are the same as well. If this matter is revealed, he will come find you."

Scarface had been taken away, and his heart-wrenching screams could still be heard as he sat in the corridor.

Ye Bo walked out of the prison and headed towards the parking lot. As he opened the door, a bright idea flashed through his mind.

After re-entering the prison, he saw a slender figure walking slowly towards the cell room.

He took a big step forward, and when the two of them were only a few steps away, he reached out and put his hand on their shoulders, "Who are you? "Miao?"

Ye Miao firmly believed that he must have been alerted by the child at home, which was why he didn't notice such a big problem behind him.

Inside the car, Ye Bo asked, "How is Madam?"1

"Very good." Ye Miao thought, if the National Treasure panda was characterized by staying indoors every day and having fun at home, then his mother would be a National Treasure.

Ye Bo was relieved, "Young Master has always been worried about Madam."

"Mommy doesn't want to see anyone yet."

He knew that the youth in front of him had many things in common with him. What they had said in common would not go back on their word, nor would they intentionally lie.

He said he didn't want to see it, but he really didn't want to see it.

"Understood, I will not tell the young master about this matter, if it is Madam's wish."

"Even if I did, I still have a way to prevent you from finding your mother."

Ye Bo understood. No matter how much information he gathered about Madam previously, he could not find her. With a computer genius like Young Master, it was easy to erase the traces of a person.

The two of them changed the topic. Ye Bo briefly told them about his conversation with the scarred face in the prison.

Ye Miao pondered, "I was at the scene too, and found the fake police, so I've been pursuing this matter. "Did you just say that Scarface had an excited expression?"

"That's right." Ye Bo felt that the other person seemed to have a mental problem, so his words seemed to be out of bounds.

A thought flashed through both of their minds at the same time. Was there really a situation?

In the office, the doctor in the prison rummaged through the information, "That's right, this person has a slight delusion of being killed. When he came in, he said that there was something under his bed staring at him. "He was sentenced to two years in prison for intentionally hurting others, but even if he were to go out later on, his life would be ruined."

"Do you believe it? Paranoia? " Ye Miao asked.

Ye Bo said, "There is a possibility, but is there a possibility? He is not delusional at all. Is the person behind him using another method to stop him from talking?"

He didn't force him to keep it a secret, but to design a special characteristic. Even if he told the police about what happened that day, with this illness, no one would listen to him.

"Agreed."

The car stopped in the middle of the city and Ye Bo said, "Young Master, take care."

Ye Miao got off the car. He had finished dealing with the Dongjiang City and cut off the clues. That man didn't give him any useful information. [Who is that man behind me?

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