Xia Houxuan'er was just about to reach out to block her palm, when she saw Gao Erya coming in holding fruit, and she stopped moving.
"Yunshang, stop, what are you doing?" Gao Erya, who had just returned from washing fruits outside, opened the door and saw Ye Yunshang raising her palm to scrape Xuan'er's face, she quickly shouted to stop her.
"Sister-in-law, I didn't do anything. I... just wanted to help her pull up the quilt. Xuan'er, don't you think so?" Her palms were already raised in the air. Ye Yunshang heard Gao Erya's voice.
, the palm of his hand immediately changed its direction, pretending to help Xia Houxuan'er make the quilt.
"That's what you said." Her attitude changed so quickly, but it didn't matter, just let her pretend.
"Yunshang, don't you have to go to class today? Why do you have time to come here?" Gao Erya glanced at them, and seeing that nothing happened, he put the fruit on the table and asked Ye Yunshang.
"I heard that Xuan'er got shot while helping my sister-in-law. I was worried, so I asked for leave to come over and have a look. Sister-in-law, don't tell me." In front of Gao Erya, Ye Yunshang no longer looked as domineering as before.
She looks arrogant and arrogant, like a little sister who is looking for a spoiled brat from her sister-in-law.
Seeing her fickle appearance, Xia Houxuan'er couldn't help but sneered softly, she was really good at pretending.
"You girl, you don't know when your brother will come. After you see Xuan'er, go back to class. Don't try to skip class." Gao Erya said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll go back to class now. Goodbye Xuan'er. I'll come and see you 'well' next time." Ye Yunshang turned to Xia Houxuan'er and showed a sweet smile, but there was a gloomy look in her eyes.
Weird light.
"I have no obligation to welcome you." Xia Houxuan'er looked at her with a smile, her eyes competing in the air. Who is afraid of whom?
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"Pu Wen, this is the information you found?!" In the spacious and impressive CEO's office, Ye Chenfeng took a few glances at the intellectual information that Fang Pu Wen had just presented. Except for Xia Houxuan'er's name and photo, everything else on it was
There was no relevant information, so he couldn't help frowning and looking at Fang Puwen, waiting for his explanation.
"Young Master Ye, I have asked people from the Intelligence Department to help investigate, but her identity has become a mystery, and even they have no way to investigate." Fang Puwen lowered his head and said.
"Even the people from the Intelligence Department couldn't investigate. Did she appear out of thin air?" Looking at the document in his hand that contained no important information, Ye Chenfeng glanced at him, and his deep eyes suddenly became incomprehensible.
Measurement.
"She's not Sun Wukong, how could she appear out of thin air? Young Master Ye, you really know how to joke."
"Am I kidding?" Ye Chenfeng stared at him with sharp eyes, a serious look on his face.
"It's not like that." Fang Puwen shuddered as he stared at him with sharp eyes.
"Since she didn't appear out of thin air, she must be able to dig out the eighteenth generation of her ancestors. Pu Wen, don't let me down again." When did his ability to do things become so low? Or...
"Yes, Young Master Ye, I will find someone to investigate again."
"The killer who attacked my sister-in-law yesterday and the person who attacked me the day before yesterday are probably not the same people. Have you investigated their origins?" Ye Chenfeng put the information into the drawer and looked through the documents on hand.
I asked casually.
"I have sent people to follow up on the killer. As soon as there is any news, I will notify you immediately." Fang Puwen said expressionlessly.
"Well, if there's nothing else, you go out and work." Ye Chenfeng said calmly.
"Yes, Mr. Ye." Fang Puwen nodded and left.
After Fang Puwen left, Ye Chenfeng opened his notebook and sent an email to another friend of his, the webmaster of the intelligence station who specializes in collecting global information. The friend was meant to be used.
