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"How is the question?"

"Not very good." The plainclothes pointed Ye Yao in a low voice, "I think he may not know much about the situation himself."

Ye Yao walked all the way along the carpeted corridor and pushed open the door.

There were already a few people inside, and when they saw him coming in, they just tilted their heads and nodded slightly as a greeting, and immediately turned back, staring at the front with a serious expression.

Ye Yao walked over, took off his coat, and handed it to the person beside him: "Did you say anything?"

"Not really." Minister Yang frowned, "I asked for a glass of water after I came in."

He looked down at his watch: "I didn't expect it to be so difficult. Professional interrogators have to be transferred from other departments and have to arrive later."

In front of him is the floor-to-ceiling one-way glass. Ye Shuming is sitting alone in the room. His half-bent back is a bit bent due to the white wall. Half of his face is hidden in the shadows. , rubbing his scalp nervously, with such force that he wanted to rub the skin off.

Ye Yao was surprised and said, "How did kung fu people become like this in such a short period of time?... You tortured and extorted confessions before the professionals arrived?"

Seeing Yang Zhengyi's speechless glance, he shrugged: "I'm just joking."

"He didn't say anything, because he still had some pitiful hope. It's impossible for him to know everything after seeing them face to face."

"Let me go in and talk to him." Ye Yao stretched out his long legs and walked around Yang Zhengyi, "How can we say that we are still brothers, maybe he can clear his mind for the sake of blood relationship and save his poor family a way out."

The word "blood relationship" was protracted by him, appearing contemptuous and sarcastic.

Ye Yao pushed the door open and went in.

The small room seemed empty in the silence. He walked to Ye Shuming and pulled out a chair to sit down. He could only hear the slightly heavy breathing coming from the opposite side of the table.

Ye Yao lazily leaned back: "It's not convenient to talk in the hall just now, but it's fine here, no one bothers you."

Ye Shuming buried his face in his hands, as if he couldn't hear him at all.

Ye Yao didn't take it seriously: "Let's continue talking."

He also ignored Ye Shuming's silence, thought for a while and said: "Where did you talk before... Oh, the person who came to pick you up that night - do you remember what he looked like?"

"What did he promise you?"

"How did he encourage you to steal from me?"

"How much did he reveal to you about Tianheng's situation?"

"..."

There was a long silence, Ye Shuming didn't say a word, he didn't even give him a look.

This is not ready to cooperate anymore.

Ye Yao closed his mouth, and the room was silent for a moment, except for his fingers tapping lightly on the table.

"Minister Yang, look at this... Otherwise, let Mr. Ye stop wasting his tongue, and I'll call to remind you that the people from the criminal investigation side are coming soon." Someone suggested.

Yang Zheng stared at the room inside, and interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "Let him come."

Without the relaxed and even unscrupulous attitude when he was with Ye Yaobuzhong before, the sense of oppression coming from him at this time clearly made people realize the fact that he is a superior with great power in his hands.

The person who asked was obviously used to his attitude, so he closed his mouth and backed away.

Yang Zhengyi lowered his head and glanced at his watch, exhaled indiscernibly, and noticed the slightly anxious whispers of the people behind him. He pinched his brows, but the expression on his face was calm, and there was even a hint of anticipation.

Ye Yao couldn't hear the movement outside.

He was silent for a moment, sighed, and looked a little helpless: "You are so uncooperative, how can I help you?"

"Don't forget that your father is still waiting for you to save... Oh, by the way, what about the old lady and your mother, have you shed tears at home these days? All the hopes of this big family are placed on you body."

"No wonder," Ye Yao smiled lightly, "it made you take such a risk and do such a thing."

"Sometimes too high expectations and pressure can drive people crazy, right?"

Ye Shuming's hands trembled slightly.

With a smile on Ye Yao's lips, he tilted his legs and sighed softly: "Actually, there was no deep hatred between us brothers. The grievances of the previous generation will end when I take revenge on Ye Huaquan. Everyone is involved, if you can be more peaceful, in fact..."

There seemed to be a hint of regret and sadness in his flat tone: "If Ye Huaquan had been kind to me back then, we wouldn't have come to where we are today."

He betrayed his mother, usurped the inheritance of his maternal ancestral family, and treated his son like garbage, wishing to sweep him out of the house.

It's just that he doesn't love, but for a man who feels inferior to conceited, the existence of the Shen family is a stain in his life experience, and he tries his best to erase and delete it. It seems that as long as he treats them badly, he can save that pitiful and ridiculous face .

Ye Yao closed his eyes, his curled fingers and slightly raised eyebrows opened a gap on his calm face, revealing the ups and downs in his chest.

Ye Shuming's loose hair moved, and finally raised his gaze during Ye Yao's long silence.

He completely lost the high spirits he had in the conference hall just now, the suit jacket became wrinkled while being pulled, the tie was hanging loosely behind his back, the eyes exposed between the gaps in his hair were covered with bloodshot eyes, and there were even white reflections on his temples .

For a moment, it seemed like he was ten years older.

Ye Yao looked at him calmly, Ye Shuming squirmed his lips under his deep lake-like gaze: "You..."

His voice was hoarse and ugly, as if he was rolling over gravel: "There's no need to be hypocritical here, it's all thanks to you that the Ye family has come to where it is today."

At this moment, all the people waiting outside the door were deeply relieved.

Just be willing to speak, everything is easy to say.

"You are always like this, always like this..." Ye Shuming murmured.

I don’t know if it’s because today’s rotation was too abrupt and too desperate, or because he finally couldn’t hold on after holding on for so long and began to collapse. All of this was blocked under the embankment and buried deep in the turbulent emotions At the moment when he saw Ye Yao, a hole was torn open, involving the blood relationship of the Ye family that he might still care about a little bit, and it erupted in an instant.

"Without your Shen family, my mother and I would be the logical Ye family!"

He thought that entering the medical school was the end, but he didn't expect that old man Shen had been dead for so long, and his name was still mentioned now.

—the son of a man who had taken his daughter's place.

Because of this, he has no friends in the medical school except his mentor.

From beginning to end, no one took him seriously.

"Shu Ming, your father has entered, and our family can only rely on you! You must, must think of a way... Yes, what about your teacher, he knows a lot of people, so he can't help you?"

Think of a way, what can he think of?

Before entering, the smooth road that he thought was bright turned into a dark corridor in an instant. His pride and his future were all different from what he had imagined.

Only at this time did he know that Ye Yao had entered Tianheng's core research institute.

At that moment, boundless panic overwhelmed him.

The son of the Shen family that he had always looked down upon, and even wished for him to disappear completely, had unknowingly reached the point where he could look down on him!

and so……

Only when that person approached the door did he obsessively agree to come down.

Ye Yao looked at him and said lightly, "You hate me."

Ye Shuming let out a strange laugh: "Shouldn't I hate you?"

The eyes of the two met, and the dust floating in the air seemed to freeze time at this moment, bringing them back to the innocent afternoon more than ten years ago.

"I used to... I really regarded you as my elder brother." Ye Yao raised his head.

His voice was very soft, and his dark eyes looked at the snow-white ceiling quietly: "When my father just brought you back, I was really happy that I had an older brother."

The elder brother who looks very powerful, the elder brother who is taller than him, always feels safe by his side.

How he adores him.

Something good is always given to him, like a little tail hanging on his back, in a world he has never seen is sinister, this elder brother occupies the rest of his great-grandfather's admiration.

Then what is the exchange?

Until that time when he was pushed down at the door of his house and the water in the fountain overflowed his mouth and nose, when he was struggling in panic, seeing Ye Shuming whose face was distorted by the fluctuating water standing by the pool, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. For the first time, it made him feel not warm, but scary.

Since then, he has no brother.

Even tearing apart his childhood that was originally woven by lies, revealing the bloody and horrible truth underneath.

"Are you very sad now?" Ye Shuming asked softly, a strange excitement suddenly appeared on his face.

Ye Yao looked down at him.

"Yes, that's it... Do you know how annoying I was when I saw you chasing after me innocently when I was a child-you obviously don't understand anything! 'Brother', 'Brother'... I said to How disgusting that a person who wants to make him disappear forever has to pretend to be a good brother!"

"Since I was sensible, the thing my mother whispered in my ear every day is to let you die... let you die!"

"Return everything that belongs to us!"

"And you..." Ye Shuming's eyes were faintly red, and he said each word in a soft voice, "You deserve to be betrayed by people you trust again and again."

The last vague words fell into his ears, but they exploded like thunder on a sunny day.

Ye Yao suddenly opened his eyes wide.