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"Miss Song."

The first person Chu Zheng saw was not Mrs. Yu, but the second young master of the Yu family, Yu Wei.

Yu Wei came in from the door with a slightly warm smile on his face.

Chuzheng: "..."

Why is this bitch here?

Yu Wei had already walked in and said skillfully: "I heard that a guest was visiting, but I didn't expect it to be Miss Song."

Chuzheng didn't ask stupid questions like 'Why are you here?'

This is the old residence of the Yu family.

Not only does the old lady of the Yu family live here, but the ancestors of the Yu family are also enshrined here.

Chuzheng's tone was cold and distant, as if she didn't want to talk: "It's not you I want to see."

Yu Wei smiled and said, "Even if I come uninvited, don't be surprised by Miss Song. The old lady is in poor health and is slow to come. Can I chat with Miss Song first?"

"There's nothing to talk about." Chu Zheng said with a cold face, not intending to give face.

Yu Wei sat across from me and sighed slightly: "Miss Song seems to have a big misunderstanding of me? I don't know where I violated Miss Song. Miss Song, please remind me, and I will apologize to Miss Song."

Chuzheng raised her eyelids and glanced at him: "Yu Yan doesn't like you."

Yu Wei was slightly stunned.

Ember doesn't like him.

So she doesn't like herself?

This girl...

"Wei'er." A slightly aged voice sounded from outside.

Yu Wei looked outside, then stood up and went out.

"Old lady."

Yu Wei is not the old lady's child, so she won't call her mother.

The person who came in had white hair on his temples, but his face was well maintained and he didn't look old.

She wore a very simple Tsing Yi, but she wore a necklace around her neck that looked valuable, a fine jade bracelet on her wrist, and a string of Buddhist beads in her hand.

Buddha beads...

Chu Zheng had seen it at Yu Yan’s place.

Although they look different, the sudden appearance of the same objects feels a bit strange.

"Why are Wei'er here?" The old lady's tone was kind and her face was very peaceful.

Yu Wei supported the old lady: "I heard that there were guests, so I came over to see them. I didn't expect that they were acquaintances."

"So that's it. Do you know each other?"

The old lady nodded to Chu Zheng and Hua Can, and was helped by Yu Wei to sit on the main seat.

"We've met a few times. Madam, let's talk. I'll go out first."

It seemed that Yu Wei really just came to say hello and didn't care what Chu Zheng was doing.

The old lady watched Yu Wei leave, then looked at Chuzheng: "I wonder who you two are?"

"Song Chuzheng." Chuzheng introduced himself briefly.

"I'm Hua Can. Hello, old madam. I'm here to disturb you all of a sudden. Madam Haihan." Hua Can spoke much more beautifully.

Looking at the postures of the two of them, the old lady knew that Hua Can was not in charge, so she just smiled and turned her attention to Chu Zheng.

"Miss Song... I don't know you. I wonder why you came here to see me?"

Chuzheng has never been one to mince words, so when Mrs. Yu asked, she got to the point.

"Mrs. Yu still remembers what happened twelve years ago."

Twelve years ago…

Mrs. Yu's hand turning the beads suddenly stopped.

The old lady who has gone through years and seen strong winds and waves is different from those stupid young people. She only paused slightly and then returned to normal, so that no one could see anything abnormal.

"Ms. Song, many things happened twelve years ago. I wonder which one you are talking about?"

"Your son." Chuzheng said more clearly.

Chu Zheng saw that something seemed to be torn in Mrs. Yu's eyes, but they quickly closed again.

Her face showed sadness and regret: "I wonder why Miss Song came to ask him?"

Chuzheng put one hand on the sandalwood chair, her eyes full of coldness: "I want to know how he died."

"Since Miss Song is here to ask, you should know that he died unexpectedly." The old lady did not show any other emotions, only sadness.

"Not necessarily."

"..."

Mrs. Yu raised her head. Although there were wrinkles at the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, it was not difficult to tell from her facial features that this woman must have been a rare beauty when she was young.

There were a lot more emotions in her eyes.

But it's just fleeting and hard to catch.

"Miss Song, the deceased has passed away. There is no need to mention the past events now. My son has passed away many years ago, and I am left alone as a woman. Why does Miss Song need to expose others' scars. Miss Song, please come back."

Mrs. Yu saw the guests off directly.

"Did you kill him?"

snap—

The prayer beads in Mrs. Yu's hand fell to the ground.

Perhaps the thread was not strong and the beads were scattered all over the floor.

Mrs. Yu stared blankly at the beads, each rolling in different directions.

"I'm sorry." Mrs. Yu had a kind smile on her face again: "It's not convenient to entertain you two today, please go back."

"I won't leave until you make it clear today."

Mrs. Yu frowned.

"Miss Song, who are you?"

Chuzheng thought for a moment and compromised on her identity: "Yu Yan's girlfriend."

"..."

Chuzheng saw Mrs. Yu's face instantly paled.

The word girlfriend is very common, but it can only be an ember.

Mrs. Yu suddenly shouted outside: "Meihua, Meihua..."

Chuzheng raised her hand and the door that was originally wide open closed with a bang.

Mrs. Yu's eyes widened in shock, and she didn't understand why the door was closed by itself.

"The U.S. and China!"

She barked several more times.

But no one answered her.

Meihua should be not far away, it’s impossible not to hear it...

Mrs. Yu wanted to go to the door, but accidentally stepped on the Buddhist beads on the ground and fell down with a thud.

The cold ground seemed to have a chill, running straight into her body.

Mrs. Yu clutched her ankle and could no longer stand up.

She endured the excruciating pain in her ankle and looked to the side.

The girl sitting next to her rested her fingertips on the back of the chair, tapping her fingertips in an indescribably casual manner.

The hall was quiet, and the sound seemed clear. It penetrated the ears one after another and rolled into the bottom of my heart.

Mrs. Yu seemed to be able to hear her heart beating wildly.

The girl's lips parted slightly: "Old madam, don't force me to do it."

"you you……"

Mrs. Yu was trembling with anger and pointed at Chu Zheng. You didn't say anything for a long time.

His face turned from red to green, and then from green to white.

Hua Can covered his face from behind.

Good recipe.

It’s so convenient! !

Square became a ball.

Chu Zheng asked Fang Chengqiu's Hua Can to help Mrs. Yu up.

Madam Yu remained silent.

Chuzheng had a good time to drink tea...it was a bit cold.

Chuzheng swallowed the sip of tea, put down the cup, looked at the closed door, and finally clasped her hands and pursed her lips in silence.

"Old madam, I have plenty of time." Chuzheng said, "There is no benefit in wasting time with me."

Mrs. Yu's eyes widened: "What does this matter have to do with you?"

Chuzheng: "It doesn't have anything to do with me, it does have to do with the ember."

If you have a good card, you have a relationship with me.