Now the people of the entire Yan Consortium, no matter which faction it is, are staring at the shares in her hand, and there are many people who have come these days, but they all come to visit her from the main gate.

In order not to wade into this water, she did not treat anyone equally.

Once an exception is made to meet someone, breaking this balance will be regarded as having been co-opted, and if you want to fight for the opportunity to see her, it will not work at all from the main entrance.

It's kind of interesting for a young girl to think of going through the back door.

This eclectic style reminds her of a person......

Yang Muya's expression became gloomy, and she stepped into the living room, walked all the way to the bedroom, reached out and took out a photo frame from the bedside table, and gently wiped the mirror with her fingers.

Looking at the people in the photo frame, the strong woman in the shopping mall who passed through the ups and downs, her eyes turned red, and her tears suddenly fell down, and a water stain appeared in the photo frame......

Staring at the person in the photo, he said to himself, "It's been more than 20 years, do you know I'm looking for you?" ”

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The back door of the Yang family.

"Let's go, our master is not here, there is no way to see you, you just have to wait, it's useless." The butler stood on the steps, persuading over and over again.

looked at Xia Changyue, who was unmoved and stubborn and insisted on continuing to wait, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"I know that Ms. Yang must be inside, can you help me tell her, I don't mean to be embarrassed, I just want to see her, as long as I let me see her and finish what I want to say, whether she agrees to my request or not, I won't entangle her anymore."

Xia Changyue stood at the bottom of the steps, her petite body, and she had to work hard to raise her neck in order to meet the housekeeper standing on the steps.

After a long time, his neck was sore and numb, and looking at the housekeeper who refused to be accommodating at all, the two of them were so deadlocked.

"Miss Xia, I see that you have a heart, one stop here is an afternoon, it's dark at this time, I'm worried about the safety of a girl of yours, if you don't leave, I won't care about you!"

After the butler finished speaking, he turned and entered the door.

"If she doesn't see me, I won't leave!" Xia Changyue looked at the small door that was about to close and shouted suddenly.

"Bang-" She was answered only by a dull sound of the door closing.

Night falls.

The back door of the small western-style building is close to a barren vacant land, there is only an inconspicuous path near here, and she has also looked for it for a long time to find it, and there is no street light at all.

The white wall, which had not been repaired for a long time, was covered with moss, and it looked ghostly.

As if it was dark today, the wind was blowing by, and the rustling sound made people shudder even more.

Xia Changyue bit her lip and stood in the night, reaching out to hold herself, motionless.

I was really scared when it got dark, so I took out my phone and adjusted the lighting in the low-light mode.

When his finger clicked on the text message, he bounced open the message that Yi Haiyin sent her this afternoon.

There is only one short message above:

Ordinary people may not notice the fact that the Yan consortium held a shareholders' meeting, but the big families who are also in the upper class are secretly paying attention.

She just asked Yi Haiyin for the address of the Yang family, and Yi Haiyin even told her the information she wanted.

Seeing the text message on the mobile phone, Xia Changyuezi's pupils tightened and bit her lip.

Mr. Yang is dead, and the only heir of the Yang family actually did not mourn secretly, so he handled his father's funeral so simply, without leaking a trace of news.

What kind of woman is this Yang Muya?