At the beginning, every time she held Ling Yue's hand, Ling Yue's body would be very stiff, and her palms would sweat.

After many times, Ling Yue gradually got used to it and no longer resisted her closeness.

She couldn't help but think, when Chi Qing recovers in the future, she has such good parents and such a good brother, she can gradually forget her pain and be a happy little girl again, right?

As soon as the family walked downstairs, the housekeeper walked quickly into the living room, "Young master, young lady, there is a police officer named Yu Xingchen, who put a young lady named Gan Xintong at the door of our house, saying that this Miss Gan wants to see the young master." ”

"Gan Xintong?" Ye Xingbei looked at Gu Junchai with a strange expression, "The woman who was locked up in the basement by Ye Weikang?" What is she looking for you for? ”

Gu Jun put the little sapling on the ground and asked the housekeeper, "Where is Yu Xingchen?" ”

The housekeeper replied respectfully: "Officer Yu left Miss Gan outside the door and left. ”

Gu Jun scolded with a low chuckle, and instructed the housekeeper: "Let her in." ”

The steward took the order and departed.

Soon, Gan Xintong was led into the living room.

She was wearing clothes, and she was dressed freshly and refreshingly, looking more similar to Ye Xingbei.

But it's just an image, whether she has a temperament or a delicate appearance, she is far inferior to Ye Xingbei.

Standing face to face with Ye Xingbei, it was like a fake with the real thing placed opposite it.

She stood opposite Ye Xingbei and looked at Ye Xingbei with a gaze full of criticism and hostility.

The little sapling looked at Gan Xintong, and then at Ye Xingbei, and sighed "wow": "This aunt looks like my mother!" ”

Gan Xintong stroked her hair, as if she was a little proud: "Little friend, do you think I look like your mother?" ”

"Yes, yes!" The little sapling tilted her little head to look at her: "But you are very ugly, not as good-looking as my mother!" My mother is a noble and high-grade genuine, you are a fake and shoddy impostor! ”

The smile on Gan Xintong's face froze suddenly, "What nonsense are you talking about?" ”

The little sapling's eyes flickered, "I'm not talking nonsense, I'm serious!" ”

Gan Xintong glared at him viciously, "Little cub who hasn't been weaned yet, what do you know?" ”

The little sapling took a few steps back.

Ling Yue held the little sapling's hand, turned sideways, blocked in front of the little sapling, looked at Gan Xintong's face, and said coldly, "Auntie, have you had plastic surgery?" You have to be careful, don't get angry casually, it's easy to get angry and your nose crooked, your jaw drops, and I heard that the prosthesis in your chest will also fall off and fall into your stomach. ”

"Prosthetic in the chest?" The little sapling looked Gan Xintong up and down, and his eyes flashed curiously: "Brother Xiaoyue, what is the prosthesis in the chest?" ”

Ye Xingbei: "Uh......"

Her eyes just caught a glimpse of Qiao drunk in the courtyard with a bunch of keys on his fingers, taking leisurely steps, not knowing where to go.

She hurriedly took the little sapling and Ling Yue's hand and walked a few steps quickly, stopping Qiao drunk: "Xiao Qiao, are you busy?" ”

Qiao Zui looked back at her, and the smile on his face was more dazzling than the bright sunshine: "I'm fine, I'm bored and want to go out for a walk, little aunt, do you have something to do with me?" ”

Ye Xingbei pushed Xiao Shumiao and Ling Yue to him: "There are guests here, Xiao Qiao, you take them to play." ”

"No need," Gan Xintong stroked her hair again, and said to Ye Xingbei: "It's better for you to take the children out to play, I have something to say to Gu Wuye alone." ”