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Chapter 552, The Ugly Truth

"Can't I marry the granddaughter of Vice Chairman Yu of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, who is also the daughter of Yu Jianxin, Secretary of the JN Provincial Party Committee?" The other clones of Ye Fan are nothing, he just wants to choose the one he loves.

"That girl is not worthy enough." Tang Jiaxuan said with some disdain, "Besides, didn't you say that she loves Lan Feiyang? She's not the real you, so why did you marry her?"

"But..." Ye Fan's clone gritted his teeth and said, "I fell in love with her."

"Let's talk about it later," Tang Jiaxuan said perfunctorily. He hoped that after meeting a more beautiful girl, he would forget about Yu Hanxin in a few months.

Tang Jiaxuan felt that none of the candidates he proposed were inferior to Yu Hanxin in appearance, and one of them was even stunningly beautiful. If his son hadn't had his original charming appearance, it might have been difficult for him to succeed.

In the early morning of this day (that is, in the afternoon in the United States), Ye Fan's clone called Yu Hanxin again with excitement, but found that her mobile phone was still shut down. This was already the third time!

"Is this a arrears payment or a change of mobile phone number?" Ye Fan's clone was very puzzled.

Lan Feiyang finally took wedding photos with Guo Anni. Each classic and charming moment was frozen into eternity, and the affectionate and happy smiling faces were permanently retained and bloomed brightly. Without you, I would have been born before you were born, and you would have grown old before you were born.

Painful sighs; there is no desolation and melancholy of missing you every day and drinking the water of the Yangtze River together. Whether it is inside or outside, there is only happiness, joy and sweetness from the heart.

The owner of the photo studio said that the photos could be taken out on December 22nd. As it happened, their wedding was scheduled for December 24th, the day before Christmas in the West. Everything seemed to be arranged perfectly.

Because the second half of the thirteenth space of the Qianhuan belongs to the Jinxian Dacheng cultivation area, it is extremely unstable. Boy Laoxue often creates space cracks while practicing there, and it takes a lot of time and energy to repair the cracks. Therefore, Boy Laoxue

Blood has now flown directly out of the atmosphere into space to practice.

Anyway, now Lan Feiyang has reached the stage of becoming an immortal and can protect one side by himself.

Wu Yingna suffered from lovesickness for this. The boy Laoxue also hinted to her that he might leave for a few months or a year or two in the future. If she couldn't bear it, she would find another boyfriend. But Wu Yingna loved him so deeply, how could it be possible?

What about finding someone else? Let alone a few months or a year or two, she will still wait even if it lasts a few years!

Yao Dan finally knew she had cancer. She divided all her property in her name: 55% to Zhao Qingshan, 25% to Yao Dan, and 20% to Fang Fang. She endured the pain and went to No. 47 Ma Street Lane to find Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao, asking for help.

They must prevent Zhao Qingshan from being with Fang Fang in the future. Because they were both born to her!

Uncle Zhao was suddenly stunned. It took him a while to understand what was going on. He nodded quickly and said that he would stop it, but she also had to leave a legacy for Zhao Qingshan.

Yao Dan nodded sadly: "I will definitely stay, but please don't tell him that I am his mother. I really don't deserve it. And Qingshan may not be able to bear this fact. If you don't tell him, he will be happier."

After arranging everything, Yao Dan, who could no longer endure the mental and physical pain, committed suicide.

After Yao Dan's body was cremated, her suicide note regarding the distribution of her property was made public by her lawyer.

Hearing this distribution plan, Yao Wang couldn't help but slap the table and screamed that he didn't believe it. He couldn't understand why his mother would do this? Give more than half of the property to a former pretty lover? Could it be that his mother's brain was damaged in the end?

It's broken? How is it possible that he and his sister haven't gotten half of the property together?

Zhao Qingshan didn't understand what was going on at all. He just said: "I don't want that woman's property. Let them inherit it for their brothers and sisters."

Seeing that such a large amount of property was about to disappear, Aunt Zhao couldn't help it. She stretched out her hand to hold Zhao Qingshan's sleeve and whispered: "Silly boy, that woman is also your mother. You were thrown away by her when you were a child.

And as the eldest son, he should get more!"

"What? Mom, what did you say?" Like a huge thunder striking his head, Zhao Qingshan grabbed his adoptive mother in disbelief and asked.

"..." Aunt Zhao then remembered that Yao Dan had repeatedly told her husband and wife not to tell anyone about this matter, but in the heat of the moment, she actually forgot.

Seeing his son's pale and desperate face, Uncle Zhao suddenly realized something, and he slapped Aunt Zhao in the face: "What nonsense are you talking about? You can't just talk nonsense when you want other people's property, right? Qingshan, your mother is

She is obsessed with money, so don't listen to her nonsense. If you want this property, you can take it, and forget it if you don't want it. We have relied on our own strength for all these years, haven't we come here?"

After Zhao Qingshan was stunned for a moment, he suddenly shouted "Ouch" and rushed into Xiao Sa's winter rain with his head in his hands.

He knew his life story well: his mother was abducted by human traffickers, and she abandoned him and ran away when he was not yet one year old. It is impossible for his adoptive mother to make up stories out of thin air.

However, if that woman is really his mother, God, isn't this too cruel?!

Seeing this, Uncle Zhao ran out and wanted to chase his son. But Aunt Zhao held him tightly: "The child runs fast, and your lumbar spine is not good, how can you catch up? It rained so hard, and the whole family got gonorrhea.

People will suffer along with you, and you have to spend money, right?"

Fang Fang wanted to chase him out, but Yao Wang stopped him with a livid face: "Don't go! You are not allowed to have any contact with that person anymore!"

Fang Fang's face turned pale instantly. She originally just wanted to chase him out and ask what deal Zhao Qingshan made with his mother later, and why did his mother give him 55% of his property?

Does it include the price of not being in contact with him anymore? It shouldn't be that high. If it's 55% for Yao Wang and 25% for Zhao Qingshan, then it's still possible. Did the mother get the name wrong in the end?

Uncle Zhao, who was peeping coldly, saw Yao Wang and Fang Fang's actions and expressions, and became more sure of his guess: Qingshan and Fang Fang must have done something they shouldn't have done, so their mother didn't want them to know what they were.

They are brother and sister. Although it is painful for lovers to break up, this pain is much lighter than the spiritual shock and moral and ethical whiplash caused by the separation of brother and sister.

No wonder Yao Dan begged them not to tell the truth, and no wonder Qingshan was so shocked and hurt when he heard about it!

Now it seems that Fang Fang and his petite brother don’t know anything yet. We have to hide everything from them!

Xiao Ou drove a Volkswagen cc to sign a drug subscription contract and came back. Unexpectedly, a man ran towards him like crazy in the rain. He turned the steering wheel to avoid it, and the man rushed towards the car behind him.

Xiao Ou's clone looked at the man who seemed a little familiar. A ray of spirit waved out from the car window, lifted the man up and threw him across the sidewalk, and gently threw him onto the blue non-slip floor tiles at the door of the shop. The man's forehead was broken.

After getting up, Xiao Ou's clone saw clearly that he was Zhao Qingshan.

"What happened?" Xiao Ou's clone stopped the car and walked to Zhao Qingshan who fell to the ground. His original body had already asked the people below to help Zhao Qingshan change his job type. He has been working very hard recently.

.What happened today?

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Ou's clone stopped in front of Zhao Qingshan with an umbrella and asked, "If you don't want to live, don't hurt others. If I kill or hurt you, I have to pay for it."

After a fall, coupled with the continuous attack of cold raindrops, Zhao Qingshan's crazy burst of pain eased a little. But he lowered his head, holding the palm of his hand that was wiped with blood, and showed no interest in talking.

Seeing this, Xiao Ou's clone could only shake his head: "Unlucky, could it be that he is a madman and a mute?"

"You are the madman, you are the mute!" Zhao Qingshan suddenly punched his fist, roared with red eyes, and the wet hair on his forehead began to drop water drops.

"Uh, you're not a madman, you're a mute?" Xiao Ou's clone pretended to be surprised, "Then why are you still lying on the ground? Is there a big wallet sitting under your butt, and you want to stuff it into your pocket first and then get up?"

"Fuck you!" Zhao Qingshan swore and turned over with a push of his palm, "You dream about picking up wallets all day long!" Then he turned around and left with mud marks on his butt.

"Hey, where are you going?" Xiao Ou's clone followed closely in the winter rain and asked, "How about we chat together?"

Zhao Qingshan ignored him and kept walking forward with his feet on the withered yellow leaves stuck to the ground due to rain.

"Hey, where are you going? How about I drive you?" Because he only has 45% immortal consciousness in his body and his physical body is weak, he is currently unable to separate his immortal consciousness to explore Zhao Qingshan's consciousness.

Don't know what happened to him.

The rain was getting lighter and lighter; gradually, the quiet silver filaments stopped. Xiao Ou drove the car and followed Zhao Qingshan, who had a face full of pain and a broken liver, to the Bojiang Bridge.

"This is where I first met her. She wanted to commit suicide, and I also had the urge to commit suicide two hours ago." Zhao Qingshan murmured.

Then he raised his head and silently complained to the still gloomy sky: "Fate, why do you want to play tricks on me like this? I became my mother's lover and fell in love with my own sister! Don't you think I am miserable enough? Why do you want to show it in front of me?

This bloody and ugly truth?!"

"Yes, she committed suicide, and she was freed! But she had to leave this dirty, ugly truth for me to face! I hate you, I hate you! I will hate you forever!"

Feeling Zhao Qingshan's mood swings, Xiao Ou's clone gradually understood what was going on. He felt particularly sympathetic to his experience and situation.

He knew that Yao Dan wanted to compensate Zhao Qingshan out of guilt, but he didn't know that it would harm him. In this case, she should let the truth rot in her stomach and not tell anyone.

Seeing that Zhao Qingshan was like a drowned rat and was already sneezing from the cold, in order to prevent him from doing anything stupid again, Xiao Ou's clone directly used his essence to tap on his acupuncture points to make Zhao Qingshan fall asleep, and then helped him into the car and took him to his apartment.


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