Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

In less than three seconds, the messages on Weibo kept beeping, and the number of likes, comments and private messages soared rapidly.

-Big Big Big Big, you finally showed up! Please give me a picture to celebrate Chen Xing's third anniversary!

-Eleven, I lick, lick, lick, this portrait is so good, just a few strokes of malice and ugliness overflow, and it is so fresh, where are the details? I can't analyze it

-Art students come to pay homage to me, can you lend me your hand for the exam?

-It's been a while since I've seen you draw portraits of villains. I don't know who the prototypes of these two are, the old witch and the young witch. Eleven seems to hate them.

-A daily question for the 11 big names: will they accept the character design commission for Zhulu? I have been begging for hundreds of years in front of the Buddha.

-Oh my god, is the person above the Zhulu official?

-Are you new here? I wonder if several game officials have been asking for cooperation from you every day? I have become a loyal fan but I haven't seen you reply even once, hahahaha

-I also want to give the character design of my game to you, but Goufei is too cool and aloof to actively ask for cooperation with the little artist.

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The popularity quickly piled up to a high building, and the name "Ye Shiyi" briefly hung at the end of the hot search list, but soon came down again.

At this time, Ye Kong had already changed into a dress and put on makeup, and was walking in the corridor leading to the long stairs.

The door in front was opened, and Ye Baozhu, dressed in a gorgeous dress, walked out with Madam Ye's hand in hers, her eyes red.

Mrs. Ye hugged her and patted her back, obviously patiently comforting her.

Ye Kong paused, just in time to meet Ye Baozhu's gaze.

Her face, which was originally full of grievance, changed color again, a ferocious look flashed across her face, and she quickly hid in Mrs. Ye's arms.

Mrs. Ye seemed a little embarrassed at this time. She hesitated a little, but she still patted Ye Baozhu on the back under her coquettishness. She just sighed to Ye Kong and said, "The banquet has begun. Today is your grandmother's birthday. There will be many guests. You will follow me later."

Ye Kong still didn't say anything, and his whole appearance was cold and silent. Mrs. Ye felt the situation was even more difficult, so she shook her head again and led the two of them away.

When they were walking down the stairs, Ye Baozhu took the initiative to hold Ye Kong's hand, and said intimately but a little timidly: "Sister, I will introduce you to the guests later, please don't despise me."

Mrs. Ye was very pleased, but Ye Kong's whole body was stiff.

There were many guests downstairs. Under Mrs. Ye's gaze, Ye Baozhu carefully introduced them to her.

"This is my older sister who was raised outside. She was my biological sister. She had been in poor health before and was only recently brought back."

——Hearing this, Ye Kong looked at Madam Ye and received a comforting and apologetic look.

Ye Kong understood immediately.

The Ye family did not want the truth about the child being switched to be exposed. In other words, she was just an unknown sister who was fostered outside, and Ye Baozhu was still the precious youngest daughter of the Ye family.

The fingers hanging by his side moved, and the wrinkled face of the dean appeared in his mind again.

[Don’t talk! At least until you are sure that you can stay in the Ye family, don’t talk!]

While she was daydreaming, Ye Baozhu suddenly grabbed her hand tightly.

"Look! Grandma Wen is here!"

The next sentence was whispered in her ear: "Look, the person in the wheelchair is the one you will marry in the future - a cripple."

The last part of his voice was filled with a gloating smile, but then it became sinister: "But even so, you have made a fortune. After all, if he was not disabled, he would be the most valuable man in the entire Yuzhou."

Ye Kong could hear real jealousy in her tone.

She looked up and saw several people walking into the banquet hall.

The leader was an old lady about the same age as Grandma Ye, who was leaning on a cane but looked energetic and arrogant. Apart from them, the most conspicuous person was the man in a wheelchair.

At this time, the hall was brightly lit, with elegantly dressed people, and many celebrities and nobles were chatting and laughing, toasting each other.

But just as the wheelchair rolled into the range of the light, the huge banquet hall suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked towards the door involuntarily and subconsciously slowed down their breathing.

It was different from the quietness when Ye Kong entered the Ye family's house in the afternoon. At that time, the looks she received were strange and offensive, gossipy and scrutinizing. But now, the looks these people gave the wheelchair were full of cautious fear, and regret that they dared not show.

It was as if they were both afraid of him and yet looked up to him; as if they both longed for him and yet sympathized with him - but even this sympathy they dared not show the slightest bit.

The sound of a wheelchair rumbling closer was heard and Ye Kong could finally see it clearly.

That was a very young man.

He wore a simple black suit and no tie, but his shirt was buttoned all the way to the top. His neck was slender and graceful, and the curve from his collar to his jaw was enough to make him look elegant and dignified, not to mention the sexiness and abstinence of his Adam's apple.

As for the face...

Ye Kong fixed his gaze on the man's face and was slightly stunned.

Perhaps only the best painters in the world could imagine and outline such beautiful contours and eye-catching facial features. Professional instinct made Ye Kong want to take out a pen and draw this face almost immediately, but before that, she met the man's eyes first.

His eyes were elegant and gentle, but contained a pair of deep, dark pupils that gave off a gloomy vibe at first glance.

But apart from that, what really stunned Ye Kong was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Xiao Kong, come quickly and call Grandma Wen. And this is Wen Can, you can call him brother."

Mrs. Ye held Ye Kong's hand.

But Grandma Wen was not too convinced. After Madam Ye sat down, she looked at Ye Kong and said, "Is this the daughter you've been raising outside for twenty years? How come I've never heard of her?"

"She has been weak since she was young. The master said that she couldn't be raised at home, so she was sent to the south for foster care." Madam Ye held Ye Kong's hand tightly, turned her head and gave her a comforting look, then pushed her forward again, "Look, does she look exactly like Old Ye?"

Mrs. Wen then took a closer look at Ye Kong's face, and her originally critical look softened: "She is indeed a daughter that only you two could give birth to. She is much prettier than Baozhu, and she is very good."

Ye Baozhu's face turned pale, and she just lowered her head without saying a word.

Mrs. Ye immediately felt distressed and said to Grandma Wen, "Please stop talking. Baozhu grew up under your care, and you never missed her birthday present every year."

"That's because I thought she would be my precious granddaughter-in-law!" Grandma Wen said unhappily, "Who knew that after being so kind to her for twenty years, she doesn't want to get married now that our Ah Can is in trouble!"

"What are you talking about? What do you mean Baozhu doesn't want to get married?!"

A loud and vigorous scolding came from outside the door. Madam Ye walked in with the help of the servants. She glared at them and said, "Isn't this the agreement made by the two old men in our family? They said that the third granddaughter must be chosen. You can blame them, but you can't blame Zhuzhu, who was born the fourth child."

Grandma Wen snorted and glared at Ye Kong, "That's true, but this girl has been out there for more than 20 years. You don't understand her temper, do you?"

"How can there be anything wrong with my child?"

"Arrogant..."

The two old men chatted with each other and the atmosphere soon became harmonious.

It was not until Madam Ye realized something was wrong and turned to look at Ye Kong that she asked, "Why are you staring at me, kid?"