The most beautiful years met you [160] Don't you always suspect that she is not your biological daughter? repair

For Ye Zanwen, who has a successful career, his wife being touched by a second man is nothing more than a stain that he cannot erase in this life.

In times of fame and fortune, this stain will jump out from time to time to destroy his proud sense of achievement.

used to have a lot of love with ears and sideburns, so how deep the mustard in my heart was later.

This mustard gradually evolved into an unbearable humiliation, and the slightest disagreement between them can lead to conflicts, and in the quarrels again and again, the already precarious relationship faces collapse, until one day, along with the bed, it becomes mental torture and Ling Chi.

Han Minjing heard Ye Zanwen say this, although her face was still calm, her slightly pale face revealed her true feelings at the moment.

Ye Zanwen took the car key that he had just thrown on the tea table: "Who do you want to make friends with, I don't bother to interfere, but before that, you should think about your child, unless you are happy to see that she can't find a good in-law because of your absurd behavior." ”

Han Minjing was a little angry by what he said, and sneered: "Now you want to be a loving father?" Plus the one in the Lotus Garden, can you get around/spin around? Paper"

Ye Zanwen's face was red and white.

"Also, what did I do? In your opinion, she will not find a good marriage partner? ”

Han Minjing laughed angrily, "Even if I'm not a qualified mother, then you, Ye Zanwen, are you a good father?" You and I are half a pound and eight taels, and no one can say anyone! ”

"No matter what you say, she is my daughter Ye Zanwen!"

Han Minjing looked at Ye Zanwen's angry appearance, she suddenly stopped being aggrieved, and sat down on the sofa instead, feeling a sense of revenge: "Don't you always suspect that she is not your biological daughter?" You didn't want to take a second look at her when she was born, but now you are pretending to be a good person, who are you pretending to show to whom? ”

“……”

Ye Zanwen didn't want to argue with her.

This had happened countless times in the past, and he felt so tired that he didn't want to stay here any longer, so he turned around and walked away with his car keys.

However, as soon as he raised his foot, when he saw the figure on the stairs, the whole person paused.

Han Minjing noticed Ye Zanwen's strangeness, turned her head, and followed his line of sight to look at the staircase.

Almost instantly, Han Minjing got up from the sofa, and the expression on her face became unnatural, both surprised and panicked.

――Didn't you say you're gone, why are you still at home?

I don't know when she stood there, how much she saw and heard......

At this moment, Aunt Fan came out of the kitchen.

She also saw Ye Hehuan at the jogging platform of the stairs, and she was in a complicated mood for a while, in fact, she also heard the quarrel between her husband and his wife in the kitchen just now, but she was a servant, and she was not qualified to come out to persuade her, thinking that it was just an unhappy quarrel as usual, but she didn't expect that the eldest lady would be involved in the end......

Worried about Ye Hehuan, Aunt Fan moved her lips: "Miss-"

Ye Hehuan walked down the stairs silently, she didn't say anything, she didn't look at the couple, walked quickly to the entrance, changed her shoes and pushed the door open and went out.

"Huanhuan!" Ye Zanwen wanted to call her out, but he didn't succeed.

Han Minjing was originally a little worried, but seeing Ye Zanwen so nervous, she couldn't help but sneer: "This is not what you want!" She knows that she may not be your child, so she has self-knowledge, and she will not ruin the happy life of your Heyuan family of three in the future! ”

Ye Zanwen dropped a sentence "Unreasonable!" He hurriedly changed his shoes and chased him out.

The door slammed shut.

Looking at the empty room, Han Minjing seemed to have been drained of all her strength, and sat down on the sofa in a dejected manner.

Even with the most exquisite makeup on her face, at this moment, she can't stop her tiredness, like a bright peony that instantly withers and ages.

Aunt Fan came over and didn't know what to say: "Madam, do you want me to make you a cup of tea?" ”

Han Minjing looked stunned, and after a long time, she slowly shook her head, and said as if to herself: "You say, did I really do something wrong?" ”

Aunt Fan said in a low voice: "I only know that the child is innocent, no matter what happens to the wife and husband, the eldest lady is always your daughter." ”

"Innocent? If I hadn't conceived her at that time, my marriage wouldn't have come this far. ”

There was more resentment in the words.

Aunt Fan was silent and sighed silently.

Han Minjing regained her usual elegance, she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up with her shawl, and explained to Aunt Fan: "I haven't eaten dinner yet, cook me some porridge, I'll go upstairs to take a shower first." ”

After saying that, he went straight upstairs.

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Ye Hehuan ran out of the military compound, the sky was already dark, and the lights on the side of the road made her alone.

She raised her hand to greet an oncoming taxi, pulled the door open, and stepped into the back seat, but the driver didn't drive immediately, turned his head and asked her where she was going.

Where to......

Ye Hehuan was stunned and couldn't say an address.

She didn't know where she was going.

"You open first, I will tell you when I have a place I want to go."

The driver looked at Ye Hehuan's appearance, and at a glance he knew that it was a child of a rich family, or he came out of the compound, and he should not deny the car money, so he didn't bother, put on gear, started the engine, and thought of the places where young people like to be lively, he turned the car around and drove towards the city.

Ye Hehuan touched his pocket, and remembered that he had put his mobile phone on the bed casually after playing with it just now.

Besides, she didn't expect that she would run out so suddenly.

Looking at the rapidly reversing street scene outside the car window, Ye Hehuan remembered what Han Minjing said to Ye Zanwen again.

Ye Zanwen has always suspected that she is not his child.

But why?

Why such suspicions?

In the past, during the New Year's holidays, their family went to a relative's house as a guest, didn't others say that she looked like him? Compared with Han Minjing, her facial features follow Ye Zanwen more, are those people saying polite words? And she has this cognition, which is also her subconscious self-hypnosis?

Ye Hehuan recalled the childhood memories he still remembered.

In those memories, the role of Ye Zanwen's father seems to be very prosaic.

She can't remember a detail about her father's doting on his daughter, and the only thing that is still clearly engraved in her mind is that when she was seven years old, preparing to enter the first grade, Ye Zanwen came back from a business trip abroad and brought her a set of stationery.

She and Ye Jingyu went to a school, and it happened that the primary school was divided into classes, and the two of them were also divided together, and it was still the relationship between the front and back tables.

On the first day of school, Ye Hehuan saw a pencil case exactly like her on Ye Jingyu's desk, but the color was different.

Ye Jingyu's pencil case is pink, while hers is yellow.

Like the other little girls in the class, Ye Hehuan also likes pink things.

When Ye Jingyu said that the pencil case was given to her by her uncle, Ye Hehuan was unhappy, because Ye Zanwen only took home the yellow stationery, but she thought that Ye Jingyu was a child from a single-parent family and had no father, so she still praised her pencil case very generously.

When Yin Lian's mother and daughter moved into Ye's house, Ye Hehuan thought of the pencil case incident and hated Ye Zanwen to death in his heart.

She felt that her father treated the daughter of the junior better than herself.

Now, Ye Hehuan looked at this matter again, and he suddenly realized his state of mind, in fact, Ye Zanwen did it right, people are eccentric, and of course good things should be left to their own children.

As for buying a pencil case for her, it should only be done in passing.

What does she have to pick and choose?

……

At the traffic light, the taxi driver asked her again: "Does the little girl have any idea where to go?" ”

Ye Hehuan pulled her eyes back from the car window, her heart was blank, she didn't want to go back to school, if she was in other places...... There are also sister-in-law's house, grandfather's house, Qin family, and Tiantian's family, but she is reluctant to go because she doesn't want to face all kinds of inquiries and doesn't want to accept their sympathetic gaze.

She looked at the meter in front of her, and it was already 87 yuan.

Ye Hehuan's hand subconsciously touched her trouser pocket, she had the habit of stuffing money into her pocket, but she forgot how much she stuffed.

The red light jumped the green light, the driver restarted the car and had no time to take care of her, Ye Hehuan took the opportunity to take out all the money in his pocket, except for a red Grandpa Mao, and more than fifty yuan scattered, when passing by the bustling commercial place, Ye Hehuan asked the driver to stop the car.

After getting out of the car, Ye Hehuan went into a movie theater next to him.

She bought a bag/night movie ticket from 10pm to 6am the next morning, and the ticket price was not very expensive.

There are not many people watching movies late at night, Ye Hehuan nested in the seat and fell asleep in a daze, she didn't sleep well, and was finally woken up by the staff.

Walking out of the movie theater, it was already bright outside, Ye Hehuan rubbed his sore eyes, and suddenly stopped when he walked past the bus stop sign.

In that few tenths of a second, she made a heavy decision and decided to go to the army to find Yu Zhongxiao.

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PS: There is still an old time, around the early hours of the morning.