In the brightly lit bar, men and women twisted their waists and danced to the music, and the crisp sound of wine glasses colliding was noisy. People who come here are undoubtedly here to spend money to buy fun or borrow alcohol to kill their sorrows, and Ye Ling is no exception.

A woman sat alone in a dim corner drinking wine, and the table was already full of large and small wine bottles, but the woman had no intention of stopping.

"I didn't expect Director Ye to have such a down-ending day."

Just as Ye Ling picked up the wine glass, a familiar voice came from the side of the voice, and Director Ye made her head sober up a little. Without waiting for Ye Ling's invitation, Fu Yuhan sat beside Ye Ling unceremoniously but had no intention of persuading him to stop.

Fu Yuhan threw the newspaper in his hand on the glass table, the light slowly turned from his handsome face, and his eagle eyes were admiring Ye Ling's drunken appearance.

Ye Ling looked at the newspaper on the table, and the red and dazzling headlines caught her eye.

After one blow after another, she was so numb that she didn't even have the strength to pick up the newspaper and tear it up.

"Get out."

The throat squirmed and made a hoarse sound.

The sound was small enough for the people around him to hear.

When the man heard this, instead of leaving according to Ye Ling's wishes, he picked up the wine glass that Ye Ling had just drunk and drank it.

"The dignified Director Ye has fallen to this point, if the media sees it, tomorrow's headlines will definitely be Director Ye's again."

A magnetic voice came out of Fu Yuhan's mouth, but the words he said were stimulating Ye Ling.

Ye Ling slammed up from the sofa, staring at Fu Yuhan with sharp eyes, like a jackal staring at his prey, and his hand quickly pulled his tie.

When he got closer, he could smell the strong smell of wine on Ye Ling's body.

"You're here to laugh at me, too?"

Ye Ling sneered, staring at the man in front of him with cold eyes.

Who would have thought that her dignified Director Yip would be left with nothing overnight? Father Ye Hexiong died of cerebral hemorrhage, stepmother took out a DNA report to prove that she was not Ye Hexiong's biological daughter, the lawyer read out a suicide note, and all the property in Ye Hexiong's name was given to her half-brother and stepmother.

Overnight, she had nothing, not even her last name.

From Miss Ye Er to a wild child who was picked up by Ye Hexiong from a pile of meaps.

Her father, who has been calling for twenty-five years, is not her biological father? She worked hard for three years, and it became a joke that she worked several times more than others to sit in the position of director.

This birthday is really unforgettable for her.

"You're drunk."

Fu Yuhan took Ye Ling's hand, his thin lips opened slightly, and even his voice softened a little.

"I'm more awake than anyone else."

Ye Ling looked at Fu Yuhan's shaved face, sometimes she really complained about God's injustice, why are some people born so good-looking?

But looking at this face, it reminded her of another person, a man who was three points similar to this face.

Ye Ling's eyes showed disgust, and he stared at Fu Yuhan viciously, pushing him away as if he saw an enemy.

"I'm not here to laugh at Director Ye today."

Fu Yuhan leaned on the sofa and took a sip of wine, he used to feel spicy when he drank it, but today he felt that this wine was unexpectedly sweet.

"I'm here to dig the foot of the wall."

"The Ye family doesn't want you, the Fu family wants you."

looked at Ye Ling with both eyes, only to see her eyebrows slightly raised, looking at him drunkenly.

Ye Ling thought he had misheard, and laughed.

"Fu Yuhan, are you dreaming or am I dreaming? You... Want to dig me? ”

Ye Ling approached Fu Yuhan and pointed at himself.

It was the second time he saw Ye Ling looking so embarrassed, but she was a little more mature and charming than before.

Seeing that Fu Yuhan was silent, Ye Ling laughed louder than just now.

After some effort to get up from the sofa, Ye Ling's body shook, but his mind was clear.

"Yes, your ability is worthy of recognition, Fu Shi has you, like a fish in water."

Fu Yuhan complimented, if others got his praise, I don't know how long they would be happy, but Ye Ling scoffed.

"Fu Yuhan, don't forget that you made me like this, and want me to help you, unless he comes back to life or you die!"

"You murderer."

The bright red lips squirmed slightly, the tone was excited, and the words he said were heart-wrenching, evoking the memories of several years of dust.

The heart that was already numb felt as if it had been burned by fire when it was mentioned of him.

There is no need to nominate them, both of them know who they are talking about.

Every time she saw this face, she remembered another person.

Fu Yuhan's body stiffened, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared, and the hand holding the wine glass shook slightly.

Seeing that Fu Yuhan didn't refute, Ye Ling sneered, picked up his bag and stumbled away.

The glass wine glass reflected Fu Yuhan's handsome face, his eyes like an eagle narrowed slightly, his expression changed, the wine glass in his hand had fallen to pieces, and the wine spread from the ground.

Ye Family Villa

Ye Ling took out the key and inserted it into the door hole, but the door did not react at all.

She was drunk, but not thoroughly.

Suddenly, the door clicked open, and a gorgeously dressed woman with a plump body met Ye Ling's eyes, making Ye Ling's face change slightly.

"You're not welcome here."

Ye Ling said coldly, but when she wanted to go past Zheng Jasmine and go to the house, she blocked her.

"Xiao Ling, this villa is your father... No, it's in my husband's name, and you have nothing to do with my family now, and this villa is..."

Zheng Jasmine paused, and hurriedly changed her words to clear up her relationship with Ye Ling.