The little stepmother is poor and crazy, the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper Fan

Two cars arrived at the Yun Family Villa almost at the same time from different directions.

Yun Yan was quite surprised to see Fang Qingqing riding a motorcycle.

After all, I had never heard of her being able to ride a motorcycle before, so I was even more confused.

As soon as she got off the car, Fang Qingqing ran into Yun Yan's arms and cried loudly.

Being held by someone who didn't know whether it was Fang Qingqing or Mei, Yun Yan's body resisted instinctively, but he was quickly captured by the familiar aura.

Helplessly: "Why are you crying?"

She had just killed spies sent by other countries at the Genting Group and defused a new type of bomb, but her hands were not even shaken.

I just said on the phone that I went to Lemon Yellow, and I cried like this when I came back?

Is this lemon yellow more terrifying than the killer who blocked the car on the road or the spy disguised as a doctor?

Fang Qingqing hugged Yun Yan's slender waist and began to cry: "Ooooooooo, I just beat He Dafa so hard, I'm so afraid that he will wear small shoes for me in the future, ooooooooooo..."

A cry like an alarm, slightly harsh.

Secretary Lin frowned and ate the melon. In order to hear clearly, he almost tilted his head towards Yun Yan.

He accidentally looked at Fang Qingqing, who was moaning in Yun Yan's arms. Their two pairs of big clear eyes stared at each other for three seconds. Both of them felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

They both turned away, and the cry of the alarm stopped abruptly.

"Ok?"

Yun Yan was confused by her words. Was she just going to beat up her boss when she left so aggressively?

If he remembered correctly, He Dafa must be over fifty years old. He was thin and did not look like a beaten person.

"What happened? Why did you hit him?"

As he spoke, he pulled up the person who was leaning at 45 degrees in his arms and led him into the house.

Fang Qingqing started to tell him the whole story with her fingers:

"Didn't I get chased by those car thieves on the road? They called me Mei when they saw me. I'm also confused. I don't have this identity in my mind, but they said they have done bone comparisons. , I was thinking that I had been brainwashed by some human body research institution, and they arranged for me to sign a contract with Lemon Yellow and become a star. I married you by chance just to kill you..."

Speaking of this, Fang Qingqing took a peek at Yun Yan and saw that his expression was as usual. He encouraged her to continue speaking, and then continued to type:

"Then I thought, if everything is so interconnected, He Dafa must be part of their game. No one else can find it. I have to find someone to bully... Ahem, at least he looks pretty good. I've been bullied and tortured to extract a confession. Let's see if I can find out anything useful."

Fang Qingqing said it seriously, but Yun Yan had black lines in his head when he heard it.

She's pretty good at choosing people.

"Then, what did you ask?"

While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived in the living room. Butler Liu was already waiting beside them. He saw the two of them talking and didn't dare to disturb them.

"No more!"

Fang Qingqing was extremely annoyed. She patted her forehead and said, "That's just a fool who wants to get rich in old age."

Hearing her description, Yun Yan suppressed laughter.

He looked at Fang Qingqing seriously and said in a slightly warning tone: "Qingqing, your current identity is hard not to be doubted."

If the relationship between Fang Qingqing and those people's Mei is not immediately clear, people from the National Intelligence Bureau may intervene next, and then...

Thinking of this, Yun Yan's eyes darkened.

Fang Qingqing grabbed his hand and was about to speak when she saw the housekeeper approaching impatiently.

He had been waiting for a long time and didn't know what the husband and wife were talking about. Anyway, he was very anxious and couldn't help but interrupt.

"Sir, Mrs."

The two turned their heads and found Butler Liu who had been waiting for a long time.

"How is the young master doing?"

The two of them, who were thinking about Yun Sheng's return, didn't want to stray too far away from their conversation just now.

"Doctor Bai gave me psychological counseling and hypnosis. Now I'm sleeping upstairs, and Feng's mother is watching over me."

Butler Liu has never seen the young master in this situation today.

He was afraid and worried, which is human nature.

Fang Qingqing and Yun Yan looked at each other and said in tacit agreement: "Look at the child first."

The two temporarily put aside what they were talking about and hurried upstairs.

In Xiao Yunsheng's bedroom, incense was lit and the blackout curtains were drawn, leaving only the ambient night lights on.

Feng's mother was sitting by the bed, carefully taking care of the young master. When she saw Yun Yan and Fang Qingqing coming in, she stood up immediately.

Just as he was about to speak, Fang Qingqing stopped him with a gesture.

Yun Yan may not have seen Xiao Yunsheng's heartbreaking scene, but she did witness it with her own eyes, and she still has lingering fears when she thinks about it.

Feng Ma understood and quietly withdrew.

On the bed, Xiao Yunsheng's face turned a little pale, and his usually red lips had lost their color.

Fang Qingqing knelt down and gently stroked his head, feeling extremely distressed.

The child breathes evenly and sleeps peacefully.

I have had many experiences of comrades working together to protect each other in my previous life, but this was the first time that a five-year-old child fought so hard to protect me.

She turned her head and looked at Yun Yan.

I saw a cold and dignified man with red eyes, and I didn't know if he understood the whole story.

"Yunyan, let's go out first."

There are so many mysteries to unravel right now.

"it is good!"

Yun Yan responded, pulled up Fang Qingqing who was squatting on the ground, and the two of them went to the study.

"The Dr. Jia you caught has done it, and he insists that you are Mei."

When they arrived at the study, Yun Yan was the first to speak.

Fang Qingqing nodded, "Yes, I know, but you should take a look at this first."

She took out her phone and showed Yun Yan the video that Sanmao had given her.

Yun Yan took her phone in confusion and saw a tall man flashing on the screen.

Soon, a gray-haired old lady appeared in the camera, looking very scared, speaking softly in Wu Nong's voice:

"I just remember that that year, two twins, two girls, were left at the door of the orphanage. Later, when they were three or four years old, one of them was adopted. Fang Qingqing was there all day long. I'm sick, oh, if my health hadn't been so bad, I might have been adopted..."

"I have not been the director of an orphanage for more than ten years. What do you want? You have all come to the UK. The children who were defrauded were not defrauded by me. They all have formal adoption procedures. Yes, what on earth do you want to do..."

The rest are basically just complaints.

Yun Yan's mood became clear after reading this, "In other words, it is very possible that you have a twin sister in this world?"

Fang Qingqing's eyes were bright, "Well, so the Mei they are talking about may be my older sister or younger sister who was adopted back then. Yunyan, I still have relatives in this world!"

She looked a little excited, but Yun Yan's expression darkened.

When two relatives in different camps meet again, the fate is unpredictable.

Seeing that Fang Qingqing looked so happy, he couldn't bear the blow for a moment and said softly: "I will find a way to help you find her."

At least, with the testimony of the director of the orphanage, Fang Qingqing can be found out from this matter.

While the two were talking, Feng's mother hurriedly ran to knock on the door.

"Sir, madam, it's not good, the young master is awake."

The two of them looked at each other and were both stunned. They woke up as soon as they woke up. What do you mean by not being okay?