Yue Wuchen took out a stack of information: "This is the information of the eldest lady of the fake Ning family." ”

He is a 28-9-year-old detective with deep and handsome facial features, and often has a mysterious and unpredictable expression.

Ye Qianfan trembled her hands slightly, and read the information inside: "Hehe, she is really called Bi Nana, she is Jiang Shuyao's biological daughter, and she is the stepdaughter of Master Ning." ”

Yue Wuchen patted him on the shoulder: "You suspected it early in the morning, didn't you?" Otherwise, you wouldn't go to a place like Vanity Village where birds don't lay eggs. ”

He raised his eyebrows: "I found that Jiang Shuyao often sent people to monitor Fuhua Village, and I thought it was very suspicious, so I set out to take a look......"

"How do you recognize the real Miss Ning?" Yue Wuchen felt magical.

He was stunned: "With the touch of a childhood sweetheart." Originally, I suspected that Ning Chuxue of the Ning family was fake, but when I saw the pig girl in the dry well, I immediately knew what was going on. ”

It is said that people have strong memories of the breath, smell, heartbeat, and temperature of their lovers' bodies.

Anyway, he has this innate sense of touch for Ning Chuxue.

"Since you know which one is really Miss Ning, then why don't you recognize her?" The moon is dustless and incomprehensible.

He expressed his concern: "I suspect that the death of my parents may be related to Jiang Shuyao. I didn't want to surprise the snake, but chose to investigate in secret. ”

The death of his parents may be a big conspiracy. In addition to Jiang Shuyao, there may be other people involved.

"I see. Then when are you going to tell Miss Ning the truth? ”

Yue Wuchen suddenly felt that the relationship between the little baby melon was quite stormy.

"I don't want her to get involved in these things, I'm afraid she'll kill her."

It turned out that the reason why Ye Qianfan kept pretending not to recognize Chu Xue was because he didn't want her to become the enemy's target.

If it weren't for Ye Qianlong and Song Jiacheng who were menacing, he might have kept his feelings in his heart all the time, and he wouldn't confess to her even if he was killed.

Yue Wuchen Huo Ran understood: "That's what I said." ”

Ye Qianfan said: "Continue to help me investigate the cause of my parents' deaths. I must do justice to their spirits in heaven. ”

"Okay, I'll do my best." The moon is dustless and agrees, and then disappears into the moonlight.

~~

After bidding farewell to the moon and dust, Ye Qianfan returned to the night house with staggering steps.

That night, the sky began to fall with goose-feather snow, in response to the ancient poem "The remnant clouds and the first snow are very graceful, and the east wind is red high".

Ning Chuxue was leaning on the railing and waiting for him to come back.

She pointed to the sky and was very excited: "It's snowing." This is the first snow of the year. ”

Her little face was uplifting, shining like a pearl of the night, and she was cute.

He was infected with joy: "Yes, it's beautiful." ”

She stared at him seriously: "I was born on the night of the first snow, so I am called ......"

"That's why it's called a piggyback, I know." Again, he decisively interrupted her.

He understood that she had always wanted to tell himself who she really was.

However, he could not give her this opportunity, but had to pretend that he did not understand anything.

She crossed her waist: "Why are you so rude to interrupt people's words every time?" ”

He smiled deeply: "It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that confessing to the right person at the beginning of the snow will definitely be successful." Do you want to confess to me? ”

"Your watch is white." She pouted her lips and her plum-colored lips were tender: "The confession is complete." ”

"Cut, naughty. It's my turn. He raised his eyebrows and seriously said: "I really like you, I've never only liked you, there is no one!" ”

Because I like it, I chose to guard silently, and I chose restraint and forbearance.

At this moment, the crystal snow fell like catkins, dyeing their hair white.

"Thank you God for letting me meet you again, making me feel that the world is so beautiful, and the air is so fresh and pleasant every day."

She embraced him in the wind and snow and gently brushed the snow away from his head.

He grabbed her hand: "Don't move. Isn't it nice that we're in love now? ”

"Cut." She muttered, a burst of joy in her heart.

In this turbulent, unstable, fickle era, who can grow old with whom?

It's good, it's good to be able to be white-headed with Ye Qianfan on such a snowy day......