As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ye Zhiyuan sitting arrogantly on the sofa, with his legs crossed, a cigarette in his hand, his eyes narrowed, and he took two puffs.
Then he said: "I'll wait here, I believe she will come!"
"You!" Mr. Su covered his chest and coughed heavily, then looked at Ye Zhiyuan, his face was extremely gloomy, but he didn't want to say a word.
At this moment, he just hoped that Su Wenyang would tell Ye Ranran clearly about the matter.
With Ye Ranran here to take care of this bastard, he has nothing to fear.
More than forty minutes later, the door of the Su family villa opened.
A sharp and powerful pressure rushed towards them, causing everyone to subconsciously rub their arms before turning back.
Feixue and Ye Ranran stood there, mother and daughter looking at Ye Zhiyuan coldly at the same time.
There was anger dancing in his beautiful eyes.
Ye Zhiyuan jumped up and stood up completely.
He stared blankly at Feixue.
Time seems to have taken special care of this woman. Even after so many years, she still has the original brilliance on her face, standing together with Ye Ranran, not like mother and daughter, but like sisters.
Su Qinghua, the woman he was obsessed with, finally came back.
"Ye Zhiyuan, I'm really flattered that such a big group of people want to see me come back." Feixue raised the corners of her lips evilly. This woman was wearing a lavender dress and a ruby hairband on her head.
She added an evil vibe.
The once gentle and graceful sick beauty disappeared and was replaced by a queen.
A fairy-like queen.
Ye Zhiyuan showed the most elegant and charming smile, took two steps forward, and without caring about the reactions of others, he stretched out his hand and said through gritted teeth: "Su Qinghua, you are finally back."
"Well, I'm not dead, are you excited?" Feixue's soft voice had a chilling coldness that was extremely inconsistent with her appearance.
The corners of her lips curled up slightly and she looked at the woman in the wheelchair.
Qin Huaiyu's expression was relatively calm, but the twinkling eyes and the slight beads of sweat on her forehead revealed her emotions.
She was still nervous when she saw her.
"Qin Huaiyu, why did you make yourself so miserable?" Feixue asked deliberately in a happy mood.
Hearing this, Qin Huaiyu's heart rose with anger, his fingers almost pinched into his flesh, and he stared at Feixue, "You still have the nerve to ask me?
Thanks to you for raising a good daughter! Su Qinghua, Zhiyuan and I have never been sorry to you, but what did you do? What did your daughter do?
Today you must give me and Zhiyuan an explanation!"
"Oh." Feixue replied lightly, bypassed Ye Zhiyuan, and walked straight to Mr. Su.
At this moment, seeing his daughter come back to life, Mr. Su's eyes were moist, and he swallowed more, but said stubbornly: "Who are you? My daughter has died long ago!"
Seeing the tears in the old man's eyes, Feixue's heart suddenly tightened.
She can completely understand her father's mood.
Otherwise he would also be angry.
She has so many identities, so many things she has done, all behind her father's back. She is really sorry for her father, and she wants to apologize to him.
But now is not the time to talk, Ye Zhiyuan and Qin Huaiyu are still going to torture each other.
"Dad, I thought I was dead back then and even lost my memory for many years. Now that I have recovered my memory and have the ability, I came back to find you and Ran Ran.
I will explain the specific matters to you after I have dealt with them, do you agree?" Feixue said sincerely.
Hearing what his daughter said, Mr. Su finally couldn't help it. Two lines of tears fell from his eyes. He reached out to hold Feixue's hand, his shoulders trembling slightly.
He said in a low voice: "How come you have amnesia... Why is your child such a bad fate?"
Feixue was filled with emotions. She endured the discomfort, raised her hand, gently patted her father's shoulder, and said slowly: "It's okay, everything is over now."
The father and daughter were recognizing each other affectionately, but Ye Zhiyuan's sneer kept ringing out.
In fact, Feixue clearly felt that there was an extremely cold gaze behind her, locking her tightly like a poisonous snake.
She turned around and her eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Su Qinghua, since you're back, let's settle our accounts!" Ye Zhiyuan said in a cold tone, raising his finger and pointing to Ye Ranran, "Who did you father this bitch with?"
Hearing this, Feixue slowly raised the corners of her lips, her beautiful eyes filled with coldness, and she waved to Ye Ranran.
Ye Ranran quickly came to her side. Mother and daughter stood side by side, with the same domineering presence and the same radiant light.
"Ye Zhiyuan, you have no right to know who I have a daughter with! I don't like the word you used just now. Now please apologize to my daughter immediately.
Otherwise, the gift I give you will be something you will never forget!" As she spoke, Feixue made a clicking sound with her fingers.
Ye Zhiyuan's face was cold, his eyes were filled with fire, and he said angrily: "Feixue, you are really arrogant! You betrayed your marriage and you dare to talk to me like this!"
Feixue looked at him indifferently and sneered: "Betrayal of marriage? Ye Zhiyuan, does what I have with you count as a marriage? Think about it carefully...
Why did I marry you in the first place...and what exactly did you do after we got married!"
After finishing speaking, she looked at Ye Ranran, her eyes were as gentle as water, and her voice was like a warm spring breeze, "Ranran, I don't want to tell you about your life experience for the time being...
But what you have to understand is that I don’t like trash like Ye Zhiyuan.”
"You!" Ye Zhiyuan was deeply stung by the word waste. His eyes were deep and could burst into flames at any time.
Next to her, Qin Huaiyu's face was flashing with pride and even mockery. Of course she was mocking Ye Zhiyuan.
Look, what kind of face does the woman you once regarded as a goddess look like now?
Ye Zhiyuan, is he sad?
"Ye Zhiyuan, when we got married, we said we should each get what he needs. When the time comes, I will leave. This child... I also told you, it is not yours.
You accepted everything at that time, and that's why I asked my daughter to stay and live with you...Have you forgotten?" Feixue's eyes flashed with coldness, and even mockery.
Ye Zhiyuan's face turned red, and he was deeply hurt by Feixue's words. The contemptuous eyes of the Su family all fell on him at this moment, making him feel even more ashamed and angry.
"Su Qinghua, no matter what, I am your husband! You should be responsible for me!" Ye Zhiyuan said angrily.
"Pfft... Ye Zhiyuan, have our roles changed? Are we responsible for you? You really have the nerve to say that! But... listen up, I have no interest in being responsible for this kind of thing.
But I am very interested in revenge. In the years since I left, how did you abuse my daughter, how did you slander her as a lunatic and put her in a mental hospital!
Please explain to me clearly, word for word, do you hear me?" Feixue's voice became colder and colder, like ice lumps, all of which hit Ye Zhiyuan's head.