What? She didn't object? Ye Xiangwan thought she heard wrongly. She stared at Chu's mother with a confused look on her face.
Chu's mother just smiled indifferently, "Man, who is not lewd? Besides, it is inevitable for an outstanding person like Miss Ye to be lovable. It's just that I'm getting older these years, and I'm the most protective of children. If
If anyone dares to hurt Di'er or hold him back, I will never forgive him lightly."
Holding back, if one of them really holds the other back, I'm afraid it's not her, right?
Hearing this, Ye Xiangwan couldn't help but feel ridiculous about Chu's mother's protective measures. "If Mrs. Chu doesn't trust us to be together, why not just tell Mr. Chu and ask him to leave me? This will save a lot of trouble."
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Are all rich people like this, thinking that if they have some wealth, they can rule the whole universe? Ye Xiangwan was a little annoyed by Chu's mother's statement, and when he got angry, he didn't feel scared anymore.
Chu's mother ignored her secret rebuttal. She just held up the bone china tea cup and gently blew the hot air from the cup. "Chu Di is not a child anymore. He doesn't want to let you go, so of course he will."
The reason is that I am old and it is not convenient for me to say this."
It’s not convenient to talk about my own family, but it’s convenient to talk about others.
Ye Xiangwan sneered in his heart. He still had some respect for Chu's mother, but now he has disappeared without a trace.
Neither of them spoke, and the maid standing beside her looked down at her feet as if she was mute. The garden was silent for a while, except for the wind rustling through the treetops. Although there was no more exchange of words,
But Mother Chu's eyes were like searchlights, still scanning Ye Xiangwan.
Ye Xiangwan just pretended that she didn't know anything. She picked up the teacup and took a sip of black tea. Darjeeling black tea, the most famous tea originating from Nepal, has a rich flavor and a long aftertaste.
"Ms. Ye, has anyone ever told you that you look a lot like your mother?"
Hearing Mother Chu's sudden question, Ye Xiangwan was a little surprised. She raised her head and looked at Mother Chu in disbelief, "Mrs. Chu knows my mother?"
Not long after Ye Xiangwan was born, her mother left her. Ye's father seemed to dislike his eldest daughter mentioning his ex-wife. Even at home, there was only a black and white photo of Ye's father and Ye's mother when they got married. Many years later,
, the photo has long been mottled and old, and even the portraits on it have become blurry and difficult to recognize. For Ye Xiangwan, the woman whose facial features cannot be seen clearly is the only memory she has of her mother.
"We have met a few times, but we are not very familiar with each other." Chu's mother said, driving the wheelchair deep into the flowers.
Ye Xiangwan followed and continued to ask, "What kind of person is my mother...?"
Almost at the same time she asked, Chu's mother stopped riding and turned around.
Two cold eyes shot out of Chu's mother's eyes. Ye Xiangwan took a breath. When he looked carefully, Chu's mother had already turned her eyes to the rose, as if it was just her illusion.
"Your mother... is a very special person... It's hard for anyone who has met her to forget her... But it's a pity that she passed away too early. Otherwise, maybe we could have become good friends," Chu's mother said.
, sighing as if with regret. Ye Xiangwan's heart sank with her words.
"Mrs. Chu, can you tell me more about your mother?"
Holding the woman's wheelchair, Ye Xiangwan asked anxiously. But Chu's mother shook her head, "I don't know any more. If you want to know about your mother so much, why don't you ask your father?"
Ye Xiangwan was stunned and had nothing to say.
She still remembers what her grandmother said about her mother at her grandmother's house when she was a child. She remembers the way they looked at her and said she was "that woman's child" behind her back.
Although her father didn't treat her too badly when she grew up... but compared with Ye Ying...
Distinction between closeness and distance.
After spending some time in the garden with Chu's mother, Ye Xiangwan left after making sure that Chu's mother no longer had any instructions for her.
Chu's mother got into the car with her.
The air-conditioning in the car was very cool. Ye Xiangwan's sweat-soaked clothes clung to his back, and light beads of moisture appeared on his skin.
When she arrived at the city center, Ye Xiangwan got out of the car. The sun was shining brightly outside the car, and she took a few steps forward. She had never been so eager to integrate herself into the crowd. Her hands and feet were cold, and her whole body felt cold, being burned by the sun.
Exposed to the sun, Ye Xiangwan's eyes turned black.
Suddenly, "Watch out!"
Someone else pulled her hand, and Ye Xiangwan stopped suddenly. At some point, she had reached the intersection, and a small truck flew past her. The wind picked up the corners of her clothes, like a dancing bird.
butterfly.
There was a loud bang in her chest, and she was almost rolled under the wheel. If a kind person hadn't stopped her, she would have been...
Ye Xiangwan slowly turned around. The black car was still parked in the same place. Through the thick black windows, Ye Xiangwan still felt that there were two sinister eyes following her...
I returned to school anxiously, and after handing in my thesis, I met Shen Shijun in front of the main medical building.
After half the summer vacation, Shen Shijun has also tanned a lot. As he becomes tanner and thinner, he looks more mature.
Shen Shijun stood at the foot of the steps, looking at Ye Xiangwan from a distance.
There were only a dozen steps, but they looked at them as a chasm on earth.
Shen Shijun didn't speak, and Ye Xiangwan didn't know what to say. Today, she could no longer pretend not to see this man. This man knew her deepest and deepest secrets, and she couldn't turn a blind eye to him.
The two just looked at each other without saying a word. Finally, Shen Shijun sighed helplessly and walked up a few steps.
"Senior..."
Just when the two were about to pass each other, Ye Xiangwan called out to him.
Shen Shijun stopped but didn't look back. It wasn't that he didn't feel pain or resentment in his heart. Just like when you see a flower, you can't put it down and want to treasure it, but before you can build a flower house for it, you find that she has already planted it.
Put it into other people's vases and be treated as a plaything.
What's so good about Chu Di? Everyone in the shopping mall knows that the history of this man's fortune is a history of violence. He relies on the power of the underworld to threaten and intimidate other merchants to maximize his own interests. There is no business ethics at all.
Yes, for a gangster without any background, he has indeed done well in the past few years, but having money does not mean everything.
In front of the real powerful people, Chu Di's business kingdom is not worth mentioning at all. Strip away those golden coats, and his only wealth is himself, a man as stubborn as a weed.
But being so humble and humble, he trampled on the purest white flower in Shen Shijun's heart.