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

The first heavy rainstorm of this summer.

The rain flowed on the car windows like an undulating waterfall. It was only half past five, but countless car lights were already on the road. The city was dragged into the night ahead of time by the heavy rain.

The community where the Ye family lives is called Wangshan Park.

Despite this approachable name, it is actually an ultra-aristocratic community surrounded by artificial dense forests that ordinary people can hardly even glance at.

The entrance to the community is in the deep shade of trees. There are two security booths at the beginning of the road. Only when you reach the entrance can you see the huge carved iron gate.

Generally speaking, from the moment you turn into this road, you are already disconnected from the hustle and bustle of the city.

The various lights blurred by the rain disappeared, the noisy horns and voices also faded away, leaving only street lights of the same brightness passing regularly overhead, and then the iron gate was opened by two tall and strong security guards.

They were wearing raincoats and stood straight when they opened the door, as tall and solemn as soldiers.

With people like this working as security guards, even the most daring thieves wouldn't dare to come to this community to steal things, right?

Ye Kong looked at the two upright figures flying away, and suddenly remembered the security guards of Flower Box.

Flower Box originally did not have a security booth. After receiving the funding, no one was willing to spend too much money on hiring security guards, so the few security guards hired were all middle-aged men in their fifties and sixties. They could not even stand straight, and spent most of the day picking their teeth, watching TV or taking naps in the security booth. When thieves or hooligans came, they were always the first to be knocked down, and the half-grown children in the orphanage sometimes had to help them up.

Ye Kong felt like laughing when he thought of that scene.

The car has already entered the residential area.

The lawn was illuminated by street lamps in the rain, emitting sparkling water light, extending endlessly like a wet sea of ​​stars.

Some villas of different shapes or castle-like buildings are hidden in the rain, and the moist air is still filled with the smell of money and power.

This is the so-called wealthy area.

When people here want quiet, they can get it.

Even in a densely populated and land-scarce city center, one can still build barriers at will to isolate ordinary people struggling for life.

Ye Kong understood very early on that the world looks different in the eyes of different people. As a proletarian, she would never get angry about this because she knew that this was the rule.

She just didn't like this kind of silence standing tall.

She prefers an environment that is more humane and down-to-earth, which makes her feel like she is part of it, just an ordinary part.

The car drove directly into the yard of the villa. The servant who had been waiting for a long time rushed over with an umbrella, put a raincoat on her in the car, half-knelt down in the rain to put on her rain boots, then held the umbrella and let her get out of the car and escorted her all the way into the house.

Ye Zhen standing by received the same service.

Judging from his expression, this is just normal.

Ye Kong's mood became even more depressed.

She walked in with a sullen face, and saw Fang Siwan waiting at the door with a long towel. After she walked up the stairs, she immediately came up to her and said, "Did you get caught in the rain? What happened? Hurry up and wipe your hair and drink some hot ginger tea. Then go upstairs and take a hot bath later. Don't catch a cold..."

While she was still chattering, Ye Kong was helped to take off her raincoat and rain boots. She shook out her already wet clothes and walked inside.

Bright light shone above her head, and she was suddenly stunned after taking a few steps.

Because Ye Haichuan was standing in the living room.

He is arranging flowers.

It was obvious that he had excellent skills, his movements in pruning the branches were skillful and elegant, and his aesthetic sense was also very good. At least from Ye Kong's professional perspective, the several branches already inserted in the vase were perfectly matched.

But what stunned her was not this, but the flowers everywhere in the house.

"Dad?" Ye Zhen shouted in surprise, "You did all this? What are you doing all of a sudden? Are you going to turn this place into a greenhouse?"

"I almost thought I was in the wrong place! Is today some weird anniversary between you and my mom?"

He was being sarcastic, but Ye Haichuan didn't even raise his eyelids and explained calmly: "I originally wanted to plant some of them outside in the yard, but it suddenly rained, so I can only put them in the living room temporarily."

After inserting another trimmed blue flower into the crystal bottle, he looked up at his two children, then smiled at Ye Kong pointedly: "You are soaking wet, like a puppy, listen to your mother and take a bath."

The light was a clear golden color, and with the heavy rain and thunder and lightning outside the window, this living room filled with flowers illuminated by the light felt particularly safe.

Ye Zhen on the side started to be sarcastic again: "Sure enough, only the second child is the easiest to be ignored, hehe."

"Do you want me to find an adjective for you, too? Well, then you are a drowned dog, so go take a shower, if there is a room for you here."

"You are the big dog, you are the old dog!"

"Your father isn't that old."

……

The father and son actually started bickering like this, and Ye Kong was pushed upstairs by Fang Siwan with a smile.

Perhaps it was because the temperature of the hand on her shoulder was just right, as if it had penetrated her skin and touched her bone marrow directly. Ye Kong was in a trance and tasted something that was commonplace to others but unprecedented to her - the feeling of home.

It wasn't sweet, but at least it wasn't bitter. But before I could feel it any more, it disappeared like scratching an itch.

Ye Kong silently entered the bathroom and plunged into the hot water that had been prepared long ago.

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When Fang Siwan returned to the living room, Ye Zhen had not yet taken a shower.

She immediately frowned: "Why don't you take a shower? There is a guest room on the first floor. I asked someone to prepare clothes for you."

Ye Zhen walked up to Ye Haichuan, took something out of his pocket and threw it on the table: "Here, I got it for you."

"Yuan Ye's autograph?" Ye Haichuan raised his eyebrows. "Thank you."

But Ye Zhen still didn't leave.

After a few seconds of silence, Ye Haichuan looked at him: "What happened?"

"..." Ye Zhen seemed to hesitate for a long time before saying, "Ye Kong seemed to know Yuan Ye. When he bumped into him today, he had a very bad attitude and even said that Ye Kong was..."

The pair of eyes under the golden hair raised up, glanced at Fang Siwan, and did not continue speaking.

Fang Siwan was stunned for a moment, but then she smiled: "Tell me, do you think I'm some weak dodder that can't take any blows?"

"...Monster." Ye Zhen spat out these two words, and a dark shadow flashed across his eyes, "They also said that she killed someone and she once called that person brother."

Fang Siwan's pretended relaxed smile froze.

Ye Zhen looked at Ye Haichuan steadily: "Dad, have you really investigated Ye Kong's past? What exactly did she go through before?"