He stared at these words for a long time, pursed his lips, and opened the email.
The email contains basic information about the designer.
Among the scanned information, a one-inch photo once again caught his eye.
In the small photo, the woman has a neat and simple ponytail, her facial features are delicate and sweet, her lips are raised slightly, and she smiles sweetly.
Her eyes, her smile...
Ye Fan was stunned for a few seconds, then picked up the old-fashioned phone on the table.
"Uncle Cao, go check up on a designer named Tong Caiwei right away. I need the most detailed information about her."
It is very easy to investigate the information of employees of your own company, not to mention that if Ye Fan wants to know someone, it only takes a blink of an eye.
Soon, Uncle Cao found out all the information he wanted and sent it to him.
The information about her origin, family, and current living situation is very clear.
He read it carefully and noticed that the information stated that she had a daughter who had been living with her. As for the father of that child, he did not know who it was.
In the information, there are also some photos of her life.
Photos of her wearing a skirt, photos of her with her hair down, photos of her lying on the grass...
She looks a lot like Xia Ruowei.
But... there was more than her, a feeling that he couldn't describe.
Seeing Xia Ruowei, he just felt confused.
But this woman named Tong Caiwei...
He stretched out his hand and touched his heart, and his heart became confused.
He had a wife...
Uncle Cao will not lie or deceive others.
But...why can't he remember it at all?
What does Tong Caiwei have to do with him?
Why did his heart, which had been silent for a long time, speed up uncontrollably just after seeing her photo.
And that vague figure in my mind.
It seems that it is time to unravel these doubts.
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"What, Mr. Ye, are you going to attend this clothing conference in person?" Uncle Cao said in surprise.
Sunlight shines through the window lattice into the spacious room, but it looks empty because there are too few furnitures.
"Yeah." Ye Fan sat in the shadow of the corner, his handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of mist in the dim light.
"Mr. Ye never attends these events, doesn't he?"
He suddenly raised his head, his eyes sharp, "Uncle Cao, you are asking knowingly."
Uncle Cao laughed twice and pretended to be confused, "I can't understand what Mr. Ye said."
"Uncle Cao, you know that woman named Tong." Ye Fan's tone was very sure.
"I heard from Xia Ruowei that you mentioned that I have a wife."
His eyes darkened and his expression turned cold, "Uncle Cao knows things that I don't even know myself."
Uncle Cao met his cold gaze calmly, without a trace of fear on his face. Having been with Ye Fan for so many years, he knew his temper and his bottom line.
"Mr. Ye, if you have any questions now, I can tell you."
"Snapped."
There was anger in Ye Fan's eyes, and his palms fell on the table, "Do I really have a wife?"
"yes."
Uncle Cao looked at him and replied calmly, "A few years ago, Mr. Ye married a woman, a woman you like very much."
"Her surname is Tong."
There was a look of shock in his dark green eyes.
The surname is Tong...
He was silent for a long time and finally said, "Is it the woman named Tong Caiwei?"