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Ye Yao silently led Ye Huaquan into the living room.

Ye Huaquan looked away from the grass and trees in the yard, a little dissatisfied: "If you have time, spend more time on your studies, don't do all this stuff all day long, learn from your brother."

Ye Yao didn't speak.

Ye's family medicine started, and now they have a pharmaceutical company and a hospital under their control, both of which are of good scale, but these are all based on the prescriptions in the hands of his mother Shen Qingqiong. What precious medicinal herbs are grown in the yard.

Ye Huaquan sat down in the living room. According to etiquette, Ye Yao should pour him a glass of water, but he was really too lazy to be polite to this man, pretending to be timid and lowering his head, but actually studying the texture of his clothes.

Ye Huaquan coughed: "How are you living these days after moving out?"

Ye Yao whispered: "It's okay."

"When are you going to move back?"

Ye Yao quickly raised his head to look at him, then lowered his head again: "For now...no..."

"Nonsense." Ye Huaquan frowned, "There should be a limit to losing your temper. You can't think about running away from home for a while. I didn't say anything to you. It's been so many days, and it's not over yet?"

He added: "You saw it when you came home that day. I wanted to tell you something, but your younger brother fell ill with a strange disease. He is still in the hospital for the past two days. Go and see him when you are free. After he is discharged from the hospital, we can't No one took care of him."

Ye Yao couldn't help himself to sneer for a moment.

In his first life, he always thought that Ye Huaquan let him get in touch with his two brothers more to cultivate family ties, so he forced himself to endure their ridicule and still try his best to get along.

Now he knows, not a brother, just a follower, babysitter who is always available to vent and tease.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ye Huaquan thought he was acquiescing, and his voice softened a little: "Don't take what your brother said earlier, I called your school, and the teacher said it was just a normal relationship between classmates, there is nothing to like or not like men. Yes, Shu Yang is just worried about you."

Worried about not being able to drive him out of the Ye family?

Ye Yao was too lazy to listen to him confounding black and white and cajoling himself like a fool.

He raised his eyes: "You said you have something to do with me..."

"Oh, yes." Ye Huaquan didn't care about his interruption.

He didn't come here today because of these two or three sentences that are insignificant.

"Your brother is coming back soon. In June, the National Academy of Medical Sciences has reserved a position for him as a researcher, but no matter how good your brother is, if he wants to gain a foothold in it, he must show results." Ye Huaquan coughed at this point. "You know what I mean."

Ye Yao blinked and blinked, looking ignorant.

Ye Huaquan had seen his stupid appearance a lot. Normally, he would have scolded the idiot and walked away, but not today.

He frowned again, forcefully suppressing his impatience: "Your mother should have something left behind, take it out for your brother to use."

"Something?" Ye Yao was at a loss, "What is it?"

"Your mother didn't leave you anything before she left?" Ye Huaquan glanced at the house, meaning something.

Ye Yao's hand clenched instantly.

For a moment, he wanted to throw Ye Huaquan outside without hesitation!

This man... used all kinds of means to cheat the prescription from his mother and make a fortune, even after her death, he wanted to defile and trample on her last clean land!

In the years when he was fooled by the Ye family, Ye Huaquan showed his covetousness for this house more than once. Ye Yao didn't believe that he hadn't searched the house, and he might have dug three feet into the ground.However, even so, he was still not satisfied, wishing to drag him out of the cemetery and suck up the last bit of bone marrow before he was reconciled!

How...how could he still have the face to say such things to himself!

"... When your mother came out, the old man should have given her a lot of treasured things. She left in a hurry, and didn't tell Dad where to put them." Ye Huaquan felt that he should not be too tactful with his son, so he said directly, "If she tells you, you can take it out and let your brother use it first. When the time comes, your brother will be appreciated by the higher-ups, and it will be yours and the glory of our Ye family."

"You're going to graduate soon." Ye Huaquan changed the subject and fell on Ye Yao, "It's time to calm down. I have reserved a job for you in the company, or do you want to go to a hospital for an internship after graduation?"

Ye Huaquan gave Ye Yao both kindness and power, thinking that he had given Ye Yao a lot of benefits: "In the future, your brother will have a position in the medical academy, and our Ye family will follow suit. As for you, you are a child of the Ye family. Neither your brother nor I will treat you badly." .”

Ye Yao couldn't bear to hear this man continue talking to himself, and stood up abruptly: "I'll go get you some water."

He walked quickly to the kitchen.

Ye Yao didn't stop until Ye Huaquan was no longer in sight, his stiff back slowly collapsed.

Ye Yao's maternal ancestral family is a well-known medical family, which plays an important role in the entire Huaguo.

If it weren't for Ye Huaquan, his mother Shen Qingqiong would have been a big lady who was doted on by her parents and wouldn't know the meaning of sorrow in her life.

But by chance, she met Ye Huaquan, who was from an ordinary family at the time but was handsome and imposing. The two soon fell in love, got married, and had children.

Then, Ye Yao's grandfather passed away.

He will always remember that on the night of his grandfather's funeral, Ye Huaquan brought a woman and a boy to him and his mother, and wrote lightly in an extremely calm manner: "Xiao Yao, this is your brother."

Ye Yao, who was only three years old at the time, raised his head and blinked at his "brother" who was older than himself, not knowing what happened.

The desperate cry of the woman and the indifferent scolding of the man have run through his childhood ever since.

Shen Qingqiong didn't last long.

Her body was completely injured when she gave birth to Ye Yao, coupled with her father's death and her husband's deceitful use from beginning to end, she endured depression and grief for several years and finally passed away.

However, Ye Huaquan relied on the influence and inheritance of the Shen family to continue to thrive, and his business grew bigger and bigger.

"child……"

Ye Yao closed his eyes, and a woman's soft voice rang in his ears.

"It's mom who's sorry for you, and also for your grandpa..."

"Mom doesn't want you to take revenge...don't resent..."

"Only this house can be left to you..."

"Mom... will always love you..."

The warm liquid fainted from the corner of his eyes, Ye Yao sniffed and wiped it vigorously with his hand.

He calmed down, his eyes were dark and gloomy, and he walked out with the poured water.

Ye Huaquan leaned on the back of the sofa chair, saw him handing water, took it with a hum, and asked him, "Did you remember anything?"

Some of the prescriptions of the Shen family that are not widely circulated, he had to come here a lot when he was low-key and small, otherwise his pharmaceutical company would not have opened so smoothly.But Ye Huaquan always felt that Mr. Shen still kept a hand. After all, his surname was Shen and he did not marry. Some of the most important things can only be left in the hands of the only daughter.

He can only hate that woman Shen Qingqiong, who never confides a word until she dies.

Ye Yao lowered his eyes, and said after a while: "I don't know anything, mom and grandpa haven't told me about it."

Ye Huaquan looked suspicious.

But he didn't think this useless useless son had the guts to deceive him. After thinking about it, it was due to Shen Qingqiong's cruel heart. He would rather take the secret to the grave than tell his son, so as not to be tricked by him in the future.

Ye Yao looked at him looking around the house with a little longing, and knew that he didn't believe what he said, and he didn't give up.

He called out to his father, "Why don't you find someone to open the floor and have a look, maybe Grandpa has left a cheat book and hid it in the cracks."

Ye Huaquan almost spit out a mouthful of water, and coughed a few times.

This kid!What do you mean by that! ?

He couldn't help looking Ye Yao up and down, and the other party looked at him innocently, with a look of sincere consideration for him.

The words that were obviously hurtful to the end, coupled with his expression, Ye Huaquan couldn't tell whether he was sarcastic or sincere.

It should be...a coincidence.

He frowned, but couldn't help being angry.

Sure enough, it was the son raised by that woman Shen Qingqiong. Look, is this what the younger generation should say?He has no brains and education at all, and he is simply rotten wood!

Up to this point, even if Ye Huaquan really wanted to pry open the floor to have a look, he couldn't do it in front of Ye Yao.

He said irritably, "how do you talk, kid?"

Ye Yao shrank his neck, looking very ashamed.

Ye Huaquan was tired of seeing him like this, and seeing that he couldn't find a reason to ask today, he stood up and said, "Okay, I'm just here to ask you... Your brother will come back in a few days, remember to go home for the reunion dinner, if you really I don't want to live back..."

He thought about it, and thought it would be good not to see this Shen Qingqiong-like face dangling in front of him: "I won't force you, don't make trouble anymore."

Ye Yao responded and sent him to the door.

Ye Huaquan got into the car, and the driver closed the door for him.

Ye Yao watched the car go away, the expression on his face gradually softened.

He walked back to the living room, silently threw the cup Ye Huaquan drank into the trash can, and wiped the place where he sat twice with a cloth, only then did he feel that the weight on his heart was slightly removed.

He walked to the photo of Shen Qingqiong placed in the living room.

The woman facing the camera smiled gently and beautifully, and the beautiful scenery between her eyebrows and eyes was always at the best time in her life.

"mom……"

Ye Yao slowly stretched out his hand and took out a small booklet from the back of the photo frame.

Open the first page, and the elegant and graceful handwritten regular script on it comes into view.

It's Shen Qingqiong's font.

Ye Yao's eyes were hot, and he pressed the booklet to his heart.

The cool and thin booklet seemed to be warmed, it was the gentle touch of Shen Qingqiong who patted him lightly when he was coaxing him to sleep when he was a child.

"do not worry."

He said softly, slamming every word, firmly.

"I won't let anyone take your stuff."

In the car.

Ye Huaquan frowned unhappily as he looked at the receding scenery outside the window.

It was not the first time he had entered the house left by Shen Qingqiong, and he said that he would go through it again, but in fact he had almost done it, but he couldn't find the notes left by Mr. Shen that he imagined.

Really do not have?

He tore open his neckline irritably.

impossible.

It must be hidden, how could that woman have no back-up.

Next time... maybe even the yard will have to be searched again, what if it is buried in the soil...

As he was thinking, the driver in front saw him in the rearview mirror with a sudden frightened expression.

Ye Huaquan felt that the car split suddenly and almost hit the green belt.

"what are you doing!"

The car barely stopped, Ye Huaquan was shocked suddenly, panting and cursing angrily.

Unexpectedly, the driver's voice was more terrified than him: "Sir! You...your body!"

Ye Huaquan saw that he was staring at him, full of fear, he suddenly lowered his head, and the moment he saw him clearly, he almost jumped out of his seat!

"This... what is this?!"

The bursting particles are bright and eye-catching, like dark red blood. After such a short period of time, Ye Huaquan watched them wreak havoc and spread to the deeper place under the skirt.

He made a strange sound from his throat, and couldn't help scratching it with his hands. As soon as he touched it, a numb and itchy feeling boiled up, as if someone was rubbing his body with the tentacles of a caterpillar.

Ye Huaquan wailed: "Call a doctor! Call an ambulance!...No, take me to the hospital! Hurry up!"

"Sir!" The driver's voice was louder than his.

Ye Huaquan was startled, and heard something else strange in his tone.

he looked down

"Scumbag".

The two words on the arm are very clear and eye-catching.

The red mark stopped expanding, perched quietly and obediently on his skin, and even dragged the word "scum" to his chest in an artistic line.

Ye Huaquan could feel the driver's scared and strange eyes without looking.

He gasped, flashing through his mind the bleak images that he thought had been taken to the grave, accompanied by unspeakable fear from the bottom of his heart.

He stared at the whites of his eyes, grabbed the air twice in vain, and just passed away in embarrassment and fright.

"gentlemen!"