“…… Yes? Ye Xingbei came back to his senses, realized something, rubbed his face, and smiled at him, "Xiaoshu, what's wrong?" ”

"Mom!" The little sapling snuggled into her arms and looked up at her with a little face: "Aren't you happy?" ”

"Yes," Ye Xingbei touched his little face: "Mom is going back to Jiangcheng tomorrow to worship your grandparents...... Mom misses them, so she's in a bad mood, but it's okay, Mom just adjusts it. ”

"Oh, I understand!" The little sapling nodded, "During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls, so they ask where the restaurant is, and the shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village...... Mom, are you going to drink? ”

Ye Xingbei: "...... No thanks, little tree. ”

"You're welcome," the little sapling said: "Mom, it's right not to drink, raise a glass to sell the sorrow is more sorrowful, when you are worried, you will be more sad when you drink alcohol, the mother is not happy, the little tree kisses the mother and is happy, the little tree teacher said, the little tree is a warm baby of the healing system, the little tree kisses and hugs and smiles, and the mother has no worries." ”

As he spoke, he climbed onto Ye Xingbei's lap, hugged Ye Xingbei's neck, and pecked Ye Xingbei's face endlessly like a chicken.

Ye Xingbei was itchy again, and he was warmed by him, and his depressed and sad mood was much better unconsciously.

After returning to the Gu family's compound, Ye Xingbei took care of the two children to sleep, returned to the bedroom, and took a simple shower.

When she returned to the bedroom, Gu Junzhu had just come out of the bathroom, her hair was half dry, and her bathrobe was open, revealing a thin but very eye-catching figure.

Ye Xingbei pulled him to sit down on the side of the bed, took the hair dryer, and blew him a few times.

Gu Jun's hair was short, and he dried it after blowing it for two minutes.

Ye Xingbei put away the hair dryer and complained to him: "Can you not be so lazy?" You can blow dry it in two minutes, and you have to go to bed with wet hair, and you will have a headache when you get old? ”

Gu Junchai chuckled and took her into his arms, "Baby, do you know? I just like the way you talk about me, especially like my mother. ”

Ye Xingbei: "...... Then you scream! ”

Gu Junzhu: "......"

"Okay, Ye Xingbei, be bold, see how I clean you up!" He turned over and pressed Ye Xingbei under him, tickling her.

"Don't make a fuss!" Ye Xingbei pushed him with a smile and stretched out his hand at him: "What about the driver's confession?" ”

Gu Junzhu sighed silently and shook his head, rubbed her head, opened the drawer next to the bed, took out a voice recorder, and handed it to Ye Xingbei.

Ye Xingbei opened the recorder almost with bated breath.

The sound that flows from the voice recorder is clear.

It was a rough, nervous man's voice.

He seemed to be drunk, crying and talking.

His words were incoherent, but he could understand them.

Summing up the meaning of his words, Ye Xingbei basically understood everything.

First, the reason why her parents died in a car accident was indeed because Jiang Zhengxing made him do something in her parents' car.

Second, her parents were very good to him, and the reason why he would help Jiang Zhengxing in her parents' car was because Jiang Zhengxing kidnapped his daughter and threatened him with his daughter's life.

Third, after her parents died, Jiang Zhengxing gave him a large sum of money, and he took his wife and daughter to emigrate.

Fourth, his wife and daughter didn't know what he was doing, after immigrating abroad, the language, living habits, and customs were not understood, and life abroad was not as good as they imagined, and his wife couldn't bear it, divorced him, and returned to China.