Chapter 37: It’s the face that was slapped, but the heart that was hurt. This was the first time Ye Huan called Jing Bixin’s mother, but this sound was like spitting on her face, and Jing Bixin immediately felt hot.
, Jianshuiqiu's eyes filled with aggrieved water.
"Ye Huan..." Ye Le screamed and raised his hand to slap him, but was caught by Ye Huan.
"Did I say something wrong?" Ye Huan continued to smile, and the smile was full of ridicule, "Your mother stole my mother's man, and you came to steal mine again. It can be said that dragons and dragons and phoenixes are born, and the mistress's daughter is born.
It will only be a mistress..."
"Shut up!" Ye Huan's words were coldly interrupted. Ye Guangnian was pushed out by the nanny at some point. His tall figure was slightly bent due to his illness, and his breath was not as steady and powerful as usual, but his eyes
The fierceness is extremely frightening.
But Ye Huan is not afraid. She has suppressed the resentment in her heart for more than twenty years. At this moment, she no longer wants to swallow it back. "I just want to say that Jing Bixin is a vixen, and so is the daughter she gave birth to..."
"Pa—" Ye Huan's words were cut off by a slap.
"Light years..." Jing Bixin whispered, with fear.
Ye Le was also a little stunned. He looked at his father in disbelief and then looked at Ye Huan's face. He saw that the side where the slap had been thrown away had quickly become red and swollen.
This situation is too unexpected. You must know that Ye Huan has been criticized only a handful of times since she was a child. However, she has been scolded by Ye Guangnian since she was a child. She did not expect that her father would now beat him and protect her like a treasure.
's daughter.
The space that was full of gunpowder smell before was now as cold as a cold cave. Only the cold wind shuttled back and forth in the air, eventually tearing Ye Huan's last trace of friendship with this family to pieces.
Ye Huan did not cry, and there was not even a trace of emotion in her dark eyes. She just looked at the people in front of her, her eyes passing over their faces one by one. This kind of calmness was far scarier than crying. The so-called before the storm
Such is the tranquility!
"Huanhuan..." Ye Guangnian is no longer as calm as before, his eyes are messy, and the hand that hit her is shaking violently.
Ye Huan ignored how panicked her father, who had always been calm even when he was in trouble, spoke slowly, "From today on, you three are consummated. Goodbye." After saying that, she no longer looked at the person in front of her, turned around and left in a big stride.
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"Huanhuan..." Jing Bixin chased after her, but she only ran two steps before stopping because she heard the nanny calling Mr. Ye in a panic.
"Light years..." Turning around, Jing Bixin hugged the shaky man.
"Huanhuan, Huanhuan..." Ye Guangnian pointed to the door, "Look for Shaochuan..."
"Okay, okay, Guangnian, don't worry..." Jing Bi agreed, then looked at Ye Le standing there and shouted, "Why are you still standing there, call the doctor quickly..."
The Ye family was in chaos, but it had nothing to do with Ye Huan. She didn't know when her footsteps changed from walking to running. She only felt that the wind in the night was coldly eroding her skin, but it became more and more...
The slapped face was burning.
Yes, it was just hot, not painful, because the slap on her face hurt her heart, so her face didn't hurt, but her heart was bleeding.
We often hear people say that every stepmother has a stepfather, and it seems that this statement is not true at all.
"Mom, mom..." Ye Huan's tears, which he had never shed before, were now like floods that burst the embankments and flooded his eyes.
Everything in front of her became blurry. She couldn't see the road or the sky clearly. Only the pain in her chest became clearer and clearer, as if it had been washed away by water.
She keeps running, keeps running, but doesn't know where to run?
Only then did she realize that the world was so big that there was no place she could go. There were so many people in the world, but there was no one she could rely on.
"Huan Huan..." Just when Ye Huan was in despair, suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in his ears with anxiety.
She looked up and saw a face in the blur, cold but handsome as stone——
