Rebirth of the rich and powerful daughter of the embroidered daughter

She frowned, her slender eyelashes trembled, and big teardrops rolled down on the photo frame.

Wiping away the tears on the photo frame, she raised her head slightly to try to force back the tears, but the tears flowed like a spring.

The photo frame embraced her, and she sobbed softly, her delicate body trembling slightly with grief and anger.

night, very quiet.

On the big white bed, Ye Junxin tossed and turned, and when she finally couldn't resist the ravages of sleepiness, she finally fell asleep.

However, she felt as if she had just fallen asleep, and it was dawn in a flash.

Opening her eyes, she turned her head, looking at the light and elegant curtains blown by the morning breeze, she blinked, and suddenly snapped.

Opening the curtains, feeling the sunshine, she stretched lazily.

Yawning, she rubbed her temples, turned around, and went to browse the news on her mobile phone.

Negative public opinion about Huo Nanting on the Internet has decreased a lot, and some netizens began to apologize for their previous remarks on his personal Weibo.

In short, the media and netizens are acting on the basis of the wind. When the truth came out, everyone seemed to panic, lest they be labeled as indiscriminate.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Junxin's lips curled up, and a thought suddenly flashed through him.

After freshening up, she went out to meet Ye Rou again.

Looking at her contemptuously, Ye Rou raised her chin proudly, "Look at your man, don't let him cheat."

Hearing this, Ye Junxin's heart was tense, but on the surface he was still calm and composed.

With a slight smile, he replied with disdain, "Thank you for reminding me."

Turning sideways, she deliberately let out a low snort and left.

Looking at her leaving figure, Ye Rou stomped her feet angrily, and even cursed at her non-stop.

Ye Junxin appeared in the cemetery with a bouquet of carnations in his hands. The cemetery in the morning looked very quiet under the bright sunshine.

You can still smell the fresh breath of plants when you walk by, and walk through rows of tombstones before arriving at your mother's grave.

When she found a bouquet of fresh lilies in front of the tombstone, she was a little puzzled, and immediately looked around.

Someone came to see my mother, who was it?

She was full of doubts, but no one was seen wherever she looked.

She put down the carnation in her hand, took out a small handkerchief and gently wiped the photo.

The corner of her mouth curled slightly, and she smiled, "Mom, I'm here to see you."

"You are Ye Junxin?"

Suddenly, a deep and cold voice floated.

Startled, she immediately turned her head to look.

A middle-aged man walked towards him with a scary face, which looked like burn marks.

Her heart tightened, and she took two steps back involuntarily, with a trace of fear in her eyes.

Realizing that his frightened face frightened her, the man did not change his face, and explained slightly apologetically, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't appear in front of you so real, but..."

He paused, turned his head to look at the tombstone, and his gaze at the photo became tender.

"For your mother, I have to show up."

Hearing this, Ye Junxin was even more confused.

Xingmu stared at him wide open, and sent out a soul torture, "Who are you? Why do you know my mother?"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at her in a blink of an eye, with a wry smile on his face.

"Are you Jun Xin?"

Seeing that he kept trying to confirm her identity, she felt strange, but couldn't help but nod in acquiescence.

"Give me your address." He took out his mobile phone and handed it to her, motioning for her to enter the address.

This time, she was even more incredible.

It all seemed unusual for a man she'd never met to show up at her mother's tombstone, identify her and then ask for her address.

It's just that doubts are doubts, under his serious gaze, she still picked up the phone by accident.

He quickly entered her address and returned the phone to him.

"Can you tell me, who are you? What is the purpose of asking for my address?"

The man glanced at the address she left, and nodded in satisfaction, "You will know in two days."

After saying this, he suddenly turned around and took a step.

Ye Junxin couldn't get his doubts resolved, so he rushed up and pulled him in two or three steps.

He paused, turned back with a stern face,
When she met his cold gaze, her hand that was still tightly grasped on his arm suddenly loosened.

"I want to know who you are."

"You'll know soon." His tone was light, the more casually he spoke, the more she aroused her curiosity.

She had never met him before, and when he appeared suddenly, he asked for his address, which was obviously to mail her something.

However, she pondered over and over in her heart, and she still couldn't figure out what he would mail. What made her even more puzzled was why he didn't hand it to her in person instead of choosing the way of express delivery.

The man left without looking back, she was stunned in place, her mind was very confused.

The turmoil of Huo Nanting's illegitimate child was about to subside, and she thought it would be calm for a while, but this sudden appearance of a man made her feel uneasy.

The burn scars on his face were horrifying and made her want to explore his background.

Judging by his age, he was probably about the same age as her mother, and she could be considered to have solved the mystery of the bouquet of lilies in front of the tombstone, which was given by him.

She and Ye Yuanshan came to pay homage to her mother, and Ye Yuanshan would never buy lilies for her, so she was sure that the lilies did not come from Ye Yuanshan.

What's more, it is impossible for Ye Yuanshan to be affectionate and righteous to her mother, even if she was killed, she would not believe that he would come to pay homage to her mother on his own initiative.

"Who is he?"

Ye Junxin's eyes dimmed, and doubts lingered in his heart.

After returning from the cemetery, Ye Junxin was in a trance, thinking about the true identity of this mysterious man.

the next day.

As she expected, she really received a courier.

"It's documents, what could it be?"

After receiving the courier from the courier, she stared at the document courier bag in her hand, full of doubts again.

When she got home, she hurried upstairs while no one was paying attention to her. Once the door was closed, she couldn't wait to open it.

However, just as she was opening the express package, someone knocked on the door suddenly.

"Miss, the mung bean and pigeon soup you want is ready."

Aunt Wang informed outside the door, accompanied by a light knock.

"I'll go drink right away." Ye Junxin was a little flustered, and hurriedly hid the documents under the blanket.

Although Aunt Wang is the only person in the Ye family who has a sense of justice, and she often informs her on weekdays, she obviously regards her as the real master of the family.

But before things became clear, she didn't want anyone to know that she had received the mysterious express.

Although the man didn't reveal much, her intuition told her that this document contained a shocking secret.

And this secret is likely to be related to her mother.

"Aunt Wang, serve it up for me. I'll drink it when it's cold."

As soon as the door opened, Ye Junxin told her with a smile.

Aunt Wang sized her up and felt something was wrong, "Miss, are you planning some secret plan?"