Wealthy Marriage: President Cool's Exclusive Doting

The rest of the Ye family also noticed Ding Yiyi, and Xia Yihan reluctantly nodded to her.

A smaller figure came out from the crowd, Ding Yiyi's eyes lit up, "Chuqing! You came back from France?"

"Brother Chuyun, Sister Yiyi!" Ye Chuqing was wearing a black gauze dress, and because of the occasion, she could only greet her in a low voice, but behind her, Hai Zhuoxuan never left. Yihan asked them to come back from France to express their condolences, even though they didn't know Mo Shuangling well.

"Are you okay?" Hai Zhuoxuan had a smile on his face while Ye Chuyun and Ye Chuqing were chatting.

Ding Yiyi nodded and asked, "What about you?"

Hai Zhuoxuan didn't answer, but just turned his head and glanced at Ye Chuqing with a gentle look, which made Ding Yiyi think that he had put everything down.

Hearing her question, Hai Zhuoxuan's eyes gradually darkened, did he put it down?No, the wound was still there, he just let it scab over.

At the funeral, everything looked so orderly, and everyone seemed to have a deep sadness on their faces. Ding Yiyi happened to see a man with his head down impatiently playing with his mobile phone, but the next second he put away his mobile phone, it was replaced by grief She was not only sad for the person lying in the coffin.

Feeling tears were about to flow, she turned her head slightly and said to Ye Chuyun, "I'm going to the bathroom."

She fled in a hurry, the toilet in the cemetery was built very remote, it was just a white painted room, the surrounding was very clean, but not many people were willing to come here.

Ding Yiyi washed her face, went out, and suddenly felt footsteps coming behind her, she quickened her pace, and the footsteps behind her gradually accelerated, she turned her head sharply, a few meters away, Mo Xiaonong stared at her.

"Auntie." Ding Yiyi let out a long breath, and let go of the palm curled up into a fist, which was already full of sweat.

"How dare you come here." Mo Xiaonong looked at her fiercely.

Ding Yiyi said seriously: "Auntie, Shuangling's death really has nothing to do with me, I hope you know this."

Mo Xiaonong saw that her attitude was so firm, there was a trace of hesitation in her eyes, and then she became angry, "I don't care, the last thing she did was related to you, let me tell you, if you take out 50 yuan, this matter will be destroyed." Keep it private, or I'll stab the media."

Ding Yiyi took a deep breath, "Auntie is your daughter."

"That's why I want to seek justice for her, and I believe she will agree with me!" Mo Xiaonong's eyes were full of grief, Ding Yiyi looked at her, her face seemed to overlap with that of the man playing with the phone just now , just like wearing a mask, people don't know what the expression is like under the mask.

Ding Yiyi sighed, "Auntie, Mo Shuangling has already committed a criminal offense by pouring sulfuric acid on me, but she died, so I will pretend that this incident never happened, please Don't spout blood anymore."

Mo Xiaonong watched her turn and leave, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of her mouth, how could she not know that this matter had nothing to do with Ding Yiyi, it's not like she didn't think about Sisi's mother and daughter, but even if she found out, so what In this way, the daughter will not be able to come back to life after death, so it is better to take advantage of this matter to get more money.

She staggered back to the scene and saw Xia Yihan nestled in Ye Zimo's arms. Her figure was still in good shape, and her delicate makeup made her look much younger than her actual age. With her slender waist, he stood at the air outlet to help her block most of the wind.

Mo Xiaonong felt that life was really unfair, obviously they were the people who lived together, why Xia Yihan could gain love, career, and everything she wanted.

On the other hand, my figure has long been out of shape. I have achieved nothing in my decades, and there is no man around me. Now even my only daughter who provides for me is dead.

She was resentful and hated the injustice of the sky, but when she raised her steps, the sadness on her face covered up other emotions.

After living in the world for decades, what she learned may be forbearance.At the scene, Xia Yihan couldn't bear to watch the coffin being buried, and Ye Zimorang didn't want her to get too close to the corpse, so she asked her to wait aside.

"Yihan." Mo Xiaonong took the opportunity to step forward, and seeing Xia Yihan turning her head with red eyes, she was a little dazed, but she was disdainful in her heart, since she hadn't met a few times, she wanted to show her sadness to someone.

"You have to mourn." Xia Yihan held back his grief and cheered up as much as possible.

Hearing what she said, Mo Xiaonong burst into tears, "I'm really crying for my life. My only daughter just died like this. What should I do in the future?"

Xia Yihan also wiped away tears, "Don't cry, come to me if you have any problems in the future, I will help if I can."

Mo Xiaonong sucked her nose, and there was a muffled sound in her nasal cavity. She said in a low voice, "Actually, my daughter was in debt when she was alive. It's my fault. She can't live a good life without money."

Xia Yihan was a little surprised, and then deeply sympathized, because of what happened when she was young, she and Mo Xiaonong had never had a good relationship, and Mo Xiaonong had never come to her.

She took out the satchel, took out a check from it, wrote some numbers, and handed it to Mo Xiaonong with both hands, "You spend the money first, pay off the debt, and let the child go away."

Mo Xiaonong glanced at the number on the check, 10 yuan, she felt even more resentful, she begged in a low voice, and she only gave 10 yuan?The Ye family's current assets are hundreds of millions, so she just gave herself 10 yuan. Is this to send off beggars!

Seeing her staring at the check, Xia Yihan was worried that she might have misunderstood it, so she hurriedly said, "Shuangling is my relative after all. This is my gift for the child. You can accept it."

"Accept what?" Ye Zimo walked over, he put his arms around Xia Yihan's waist and brought her to him, and scanned the check with sharp eyes.

Mo Xiaonong raised her head in a panic, feeling a little scared in her heart. In fact, she has been looking for Xia Yihan all these years, but she was silently robbed by Ye Zimo's people halfway, and then she broke her heart to look for Xia Yihan.

The fear in her heart made her fingers tremble slightly, Ye Zimo took the check from Xia Yihan's hand and handed it to her, and said lightly, "This is not an example."

He saw it! Mo Xiaonong felt a strong sense of shame. She looked down at her bloated figure, and then looked away in disgust. When she was young, at least she had a story with Ye Zimo, but now look at yourself, look at him again.

He took the check and ran away, Xia Yihan sighed softly, "You scared her."

Ye Zimo said nothing, but increased the strength on his arm.The funeral was over, and a woman in the world named Mo Shuangling completely faded out of people's sight.

The sparse crowd began to disperse, Ding Yiyi was still immersed in what happened in the bathroom just now, Ye Chuyun gently pushed her.

She looked at him suddenly awakened, Ye Chuyun slightly leaned over to look at her, "Think of Ye Nianmo again?"

She shook her head honestly, Ye Chuyun suddenly felt better, he blinked, "Want to go somewhere with me?"

Not far away, Ye Bo came over again, and as his footsteps got closer, Ding Yiyi's heart began to beat, a desire for revenge occupied her mind, she pulled Ye Chuyun around and left.

She turned her head to say something to Ye Chuyun, but the moment she turned her head, she saw a figure flashing past in the woods around the cemetery, and the figure seemed very familiar.

"What's the matter?" Ye Chuyun asked concerned, she shook her head hastily, and looked at the woods again, where there were no figures, only dry trunks remained.

Aoxue stood in front of the tombstone, and Mo Shuangling smiled sweetly and harmlessly on the tombstone, she sighed, and said lightly: "I didn't mean to harm you, this matter has nothing to do with me, if you don't want to die, don't come to me. "

A gust of cold wind blew, and the paper money scattered in front of the tombstone flew around freely. A piece of paper money flew to the tombstone, covering half of Mo Shuangling's face in the photo, only her big eyes were exposed.

The black-and-white photos revealed a bit of weirdness, Aoxue felt a chill down her back, and the surroundings were quiet, adding to the horror.

She hurriedly turned around and walked back along the long road. There were tombstones on both sides of the road. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and she hurriedly lowered her head. It turned out that she was walking too hastily. Kicked over.

There are fresh lilies in the glass bottle, and there is still dew on the lily. The glass bottle is poured on the ground, and the water in the bottle quickly seeps into the plastic road.

She hurriedly bent down to pick up the bottle, and put the bottle back in front of the tombstone. She looked up, and in the photo on the tombstone, the man was very elegant.

"Hai Zhiquan?" She said in a low voice, a gust of cold wind blew by, she had goosebumps all over her body, and just about to leave, the phone rang suddenly.

"Dad!" Because she was so frightened, Aoxue's tone was not good.

"Where are you now, I have to talk to you." Xu Haoran's voice was solemn, and Aoxue hurriedly glanced at the photo on the tombstone before leaving.

In the box, Aoxue looked at Xu Haoran who had a very ugly face, and asked a little puzzled: "What's wrong with you?"

Hearing this, Xu Haoran looked at her with heavy eyes, and said with grief in his tone, "Xiaoxue, tell me honestly, is the child in your belly from Nianmo?"

"Dad, what are you talking about!" Aoxue suddenly raised her voice to hide her surprise.

Xu Haoran stared at her still flat stomach, and then turned away in a daze after a while, and took out a stack of photos from his briefcase and put them on the table.

In the photo, Yan Mingyao is standing not far from Aoxue's home, sometimes in the morning, sometimes in the evening, and more often in the middle of the night.

"One day I saw him at your house, and you seem to be arguing?" Xu Haoran raised his heart every time he asked, he was afraid to ask something that would make him heartbroken.

Aoxue has regained her composure. She scanned the photos and said disdainfully: "That's a man chasing me. I quarreled with him that day because I wanted to tell him not to pester me again, that's all."

Xu Haoran stared straight into her eyes, wanting to confirm the authenticity of her words, it took him a long time to relax his shoulders, and the forehead lines on his head stretched out, "That's good, I'll take care of that person Find him, you have to tell me about this kind of thing in the future."