"Don't worry Mrs. Ye, the man I love won't mind my identity. He loves me even if I am a woman who came out of prison, not to mention my unknown father!" Ye Weiwei lowered her eyes and smiled.
Yes, Xiao Jamhan will not care. If he cares, then he is not worthy of her affection.
"Haha! You are so confident. Ye Weiwei, you don't understand the circle of rich people. You don't understand what a woman like you means to rich people." Jiang Zhanyue sneered heavily, her eyes and brows gleaming.
It was contempt for Ye Weiwei, she smoothed her hair pretending to be elegant.
Then she raised her head and glanced at the white light on the roof of the hospital. The white light fell on her face, making her face even whiter, a perverted white.
"Let me tell you, they don't care that you are a woman who came out of prison, but they will never accept that your father is unknown. Because a woman whose father is unknown is a time bomb to them. They may not have a new identity one day.
Or are they their brothers and sisters?" The smile raised at the corner of Jiang Zhanyue's mouth was a little perverted. She held her chin with her fingers, took a deep look at Ye Weiwei, and continued: "You little bitch, if you are their
It's okay for the brothers and sisters, but it's a tragedy if they are the daughters of their enemies!"
"Humph, if they are brothers and sisters, then they are messing around. She will die to apologize!" Ye Chengyuan followed his wife's words and glared at Ye Weiwei fiercely.
Ye Weiwei laughed angrily, folded her arms, and looked at them with the same cold gaze, "What relationship I have with them is my own business. I won't bother you two. If you have time to care about me, why not go in and take a good look.
Look at your daughter, she might not be able to see the sun tomorrow!"
"You!" Jiang Zhanyue blushed with anger, pointed at Ye Weiwei's nose, and screamed: "You little bitch, how dare you curse our family Chu Chu! Just wait, I will let you know now, curse our family
Chuchu’s consequences!”
After saying this, Jiang Zhanyue turned around, took the mop from the cleaning hand, and tried to hit Ye Weiwei.
But Ye Weiwei directly took Ke Xin's hand, glanced at the guy coldly, turned and walked towards the elevator.
Only a fool stayed and let this weirdo beat him.
"You still dare to run! Ye Weiwei, you bitch, you still dare to run away!" Jiang Zhanyue was extremely angry, without her usual demeanor at all, she shouted and rushed towards Ye Weiwei.
Ye Weiwei turned around, her eyes were as cold as three feet of ice in the twelfth lunar month of winter, making people's bones freeze and tremble.
Jiang Zhanyue stood there, stunned for a long time. She squinted her eyes and faced Ye Weiwei with a pale face.
Ye Weiwei's expression is so similar to her sister's.
She could never forget that night, the look in her sister's eyes when she left.
It was as cold as frost now, like a cold and ruthless scalpel, almost cutting her into tiny pieces inch by inch.
She is the one she feels most sorry for, but she has no regrets.
"Mom, please put down the mop first." Ye Chuchu's voice came from behind Jiang Zhanyue.
Jiang Zhanyue turned around and saw her precious daughter being supported by Ye Chengyuan. Her face turned pale. She immediately rushed over with distress and held Ye Chuchu's hand, "My dear, what's wrong with you? Are you?
Bullied by Ye Weiwei?"
Ye Chuchu pursed her lips in grievance, lowered her eyes, and her tears fell like broken beads, describing her grievances.