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Ye Mi followed Aunt Rong out to procure, and when she returned to Huo's house, it was getting dark...... After entering the door, she lowered her head to change her shoes, and saw a pair of nude stiletto women's high heels placed in the entrance, which was a little familiar, and at the moment, the corners of her smiling lips were slightly closed.

"Aunt Rong......"

"Huh?"

Ye Mi looked at the living room at ease, and said in a low voice: "It seems that the guest at home has come to see it, and it is the one outside." ”

Aunt Rong also looked over and said quietly: "I guess I came to the door by myself." ”

After a few seconds, he asked, "Are you going to avoid it?" ”

Ye Mi lowered her eyelids and thought for a while: "I want to see sooner or later, what's more, I didn't do anything wrong, the one hiding shouldn't be my ......"

She was very sure, and this confidence made Aunt Rong squint, but she didn't speak.

The two walked to the living room, and sure enough, they saw that everyone was there, and Ye Mi's eyes fell on the woman sitting with Mrs. Huo.

Just then, the other party also looked over.

As soon as the eyes touched, they all looked at each other.

Old Mrs. Huo's voice was cold: "It's just right to come back, so that some people don't want to leave, Ye Mi, Jiang Yansheng came to say that he wanted to fund you to go abroad for further study, what do you think of this matter?" ”

Her words made Ye Mi's eyes show a little dazed, and the hand on her side secretly clenched.

Aunt Rong stepped forward at this time, took the teacup from the old lady's hand, replaced it with a hot one, and said softly: "Old lady, how lonely it is to be a person who has no relatives and no reason abroad, I think, it is better to let her be filial piety in front of you." ”

Old Lady Huo's shrewd eyes swept past Aunt Rong and straight towards Ye Mi.

Her heart tightened, and her face turned slightly pale.

"Ye Mi, speak."

Facing this very majestic old lady, Ye Mi lowered her eyebrows and said, "You and Aunt Rong treat me well, I ...... Naturally, I want to stay in the Huo family. ”

She is unwilling to go abroad for further study, once she goes, it is equivalent to being completely controlled by Jiang Yansheng, without the big backer of Mrs. Huo, how can she fight with Jiang Yansheng?

Before she and her, it was not just for Huo Xiumo.

Ye Mi couldn't accept Jiang Yansheng's revenge by hating her mother's suicide, her mother is still buried alone in Lucheng, and she can't be with her beloved man until she dies.

"Grandma, I want to talk to Ye Mi."

At this time, Jiang Yansheng opened his lips and spoke.

She didn't take her eyes off Ye Mi's body, gradually getting colder, and there was a trace of imperceptible irony.

Old Mrs. Huo doesn't care anymore, there is no Ye Mi to serve on the left and right, and there will be the next one.

……

"What do you want?"

Outside the courtyard, the street lamps outside have been lit one by one, scattered on the ground, as if revealing a faint alienation.

The streets were very desolate, and there were not many people walking through them......

Jiang Yansheng walked to the car parked on the side of the road, sat on it one after the other, and after a while, she got straight to the point and said to Ye Mi.

Inside the closed carriage, the atmosphere is quiet.

Ye Mi took advantage of the warm light above to clearly see Jiang Yansheng's white and beautiful face, every expression of expression, she had pretended to be too long, and she no longer pretended, and her voice was deliberately calm: "What do you want?" If my mother can be buried with your father in the open, will you let it? ”

There was resentment in her eyes, and Jiang Yansheng saw it sincerely.

"Is that really the reason?"

"What?"

Jiang Yan pursed her lips lightly, and repeated in a low voice: "When Jiao Jiao sent people to surround me, you took a shot for me, I think that I will treat you well in the future, Ye Mi, when did you start to change?" ”

Ye Mi was very sarcastic when she heard it, but a faint smile appeared on her face: "Am I obliged to be good to you all the time?" ”

"Without this obligation, can you hurt me?" Jiang Yansheng's dark eyes were open, and she saw very thoroughly, revealing her thoughts: "What is the purpose of doing things next to the old lady?" You don't have to make excuses, I can think of it. ”

Ye Mi's hypocritical mask shattered a little, her eyes became no longer as light as water, dyed with a trace of greed, and she was elegant and dignified, but she could always look a little ugly.

She said bluntly: "I will not go abroad for further study, let alone take my life into your hands, Jiang Yansheng ...... Do you think we were sisters or rivals in our last life, otherwise, how can we all like the same things? ”

……

……

At night.

Jiang Yansheng sat in the car, staring directly at the woman in front of her and slowly walked into the Huo family, her eyelashes didn't move, her white and slender fingers pinched the steering wheel, and she didn't let go until Ye Mi's figure completely disappeared into the dark night.

I originally wanted to ask, how did she fall in love with Huo Xiumo?

When the words came to his mouth, he felt that any questioning seemed meaningless, and Jiang Yansheng was completely disgusted by this hypocritical woman on the surface.

is even more reluctant to let her husband be involved in a trace of ambiguous rumors with her.

Jiang Yansheng lowered the window of the car, inexplicably feeling very stuffy in his chest, and a sense of uneasiness continued to breed in his heart.

She looked up at the dark sky outside the window, and felt even more depressed.

It's about to change.

……

Dujing Garden.

Twenty minutes later, she returned to the villa from Huo's house, and Jiang Yansheng didn't even glance at the meal prepared by the servant, so she went upstairs alone, the light was not turned on, she sat in the dark, and found the cigarette case that Huo Xiumo had put on the bedside table.

Her white fingers skillfully clicked, pursed her red lips and twitched.

The strong smell of men's cigarettes stimulated her taste buds and senses, and Jiang Yansheng closed her eyes and rubbed her aching temples with her fingertips.

She's waiting.

Wait for Hoshchumer to come back.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the sound of a car finally sounded outside the villa, and after a while, there was a faint sound of talking downstairs.

Jiang Yansheng opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time, they were pitch black, very dry, and there was no tears.

Her thin fingers trembled, and the cigarette butt slipped down.

At the same time, the closed door was pushed open.

The tall and handsome figure of the man was hidden in the darkness, and when he walked in, he saw that the master bedroom was dark, and he frowned and was about to speak.

Suddenly, a soft object pounced on him in a flash of surprise.

Huo Xiumo's arms were subconsciously hugged, his head bowed, and he was kissed by the woman on tiptoe.

"So enthusiastic?"

His voice was hoarse, and he laughed lowly.

Jiang Yansheng kissed him desperately, making him forget to turn on the light, and his thin white hand touched along his suit, unwilling to let the man see the embarrassment and confusion in his eyes.

Huo Xiumo's tall body cooperated with the bow, so that she could kiss without effort.

His arms tightened around the woman's delicate waist, and his thin lips kissed back, not lightly or heavily on her fair face, and his voice was deliberately lowered in the dark color, which was very lazy: "Huh? Where are you touching me? ”

Jiang Yansheng took off his suit jacket, and unbuttoned the man's black shirt, one by one, with his own hands.

Her slightly cool fingertips were groping his cold and hard abs, and there was a downward trend......

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