Ye Qinqin looked at the notebook intently.

In the notebook, the most recorded is the expenditure of money.

There is even a record of Ye Longhaihua's wallet raising a junior.

None of the clues Ye Qinqin was looking for.

Thick notebook, write to the back.

It's all nasty words.

The last few pages.

The handwriting is messy, and the words are transparent through the paper.

It's like being extremely angry.

[The hateful Ye Qinqin dared to snatch everything that belonged to me. Why didn't you die together in the car accident in the first place? 】

[Ye's enterprise is mine, and no one can take it away. 】

[Ye Qinqin, die! ] Die! Die! Bright red font.

Fill up an entire blank sheet of paper.

With a frenzied killing intent.

Ye Qinqin took a deep breath.

The eyes are dark.

Unexpectedly, Ye Longhai had long wanted to kill her.

——

Ye Longhai's notebook was read.

No more important clues were found.

Ye Qinqin closed the notebook.

"Brother Yi, the landscape ink painting that my mother likes was sold by Ye Longhai."

For Ye Longhai, who is eager to get rid of her.

She no longer had the slightest respect.

Song Yuyi stretched out his hand and picked up Ye Longhai's notebook.

Slender and good-looking knobby fingers.

Gently tap on the notebook.

A moment, a moment.

Ye Qinqin was puzzled.

looked at Song Yuyi's actions.

"There's something inside." Song Yuyi's eyes were sharp.

Tear open the cover of the notebook.

A small note with two letters written on it: **.

——

Demolished Ye's villa.

Ordered a careful search.

As a result, only a small note with a "**" was found.

Song Yuyi's expression was cold.

"Brother Yi, Ye Longhai is unconscious, let's go find Yuan Qiuqiu, she may know something." Ye Qinqin said lightly.

As long as you can find your mother.

She will try to find clues to everything.

"Okay, let's go now." Song Yuyi knew Ye Qinqin's thoughts.

——

Dongyang City Prison.

Yuan Qiuqiu was brought out with a disastrous face.

The gray shirt looked wrinkled as if it hadn't been washed in days.

Yellow, split ends lose the softness and shine that they had been carefully cared for.

Arrogant and arrogant.

It turned into a hunched over cautiously.

"Qinqin, are you coming to see me!" Yuan Qiuqiu ran out in surprise.

She went from the wife of the chairman of Ye's Enterprise, who was looked up to by everyone, to being a prisoner.

Extreme drops are not acceptable.

Considered suicide.

But in prison, suicide is a luxury.

Several suicides did not die.

He was also beaten a few times.

Yuan Qiuqiu now just wants to survive until she leaves prison.

——

"Yuan Qiuqiu." Ye Qinqin sat on one side of the long table.

Her eyes were cold, and she looked at Yuan Qiuqiu who was surprised.

"Ye Qinqin!"

Yuan Qiuqiu exclaimed in surprise and retreated to the wall.

She remembered the bloody scene of the violent beating in the hospital.

Frightened.

"I don't want to talk nonsense, I came to you to ask if you know the identity of '**'." Ye Qinqin gets straight to the point.

A touch of treacherous poison swept through Yuan Qiuqiu's eyes.

Yuan Qiuqiu sneered, "I know the identity of '**', you first find someone to let me out of prison, and I'll tell you." ”

Ye Qinqin chuckled in his heart.

The cold eyes looked directly at Yuan Qiuqiu's smug expression.

Ye Qinqin wrote lightly: "I saw Ye Longhai's will in the safe, and asked '**' to hand over the money to the junior he raised." ”

What the!

Yuan Qiuqiu thundered.

She pounced forward and screamed, "What are you talking about, that dead ghost is actually raising a mistress outside." ”

She was tortured in prison.

That dead bastard, Ye Longhai, was actually merry and happy outside.