"Thank you very much, Miss Ye."

Uncle Chen was the first to react and reached out to take Ling Nianxue, who was crying like a little cat in Ye Ningyu's arms, but the little girl stubbornly refused to let go.

"Well, old man, forget it and let me do it."

Ye Ningyu bowed and smiled shyly.

Uncle Chen was very emotional: They have the same face but completely different personalities.

Young Mistress shines like a star, hates evil as much as she hates evil, and behaves like a mirror: people treat me well and I treat others kindly, and if anyone offends me, I will repay them.

But the woman in front of me, just from the aura, I can tell that she has a weak character, maybe she is oppressed, and has no edges at all.

"Uncle Chen!"

The woman walking down the steps slowly has a slim figure and is dressed plainly. Even though she only has light make-up, her gorgeous facial features make her look like a face with heavy makeup.

She came to Ye Ningyu condescendingly, her high chin clearly showing her strong self-esteem.

Especially in front of this face.

A pair of flat shoes was worn to give the domineering look of high heels.

Everyone held their breath to watch the confrontation between the two women.

"Miss Anna?"

Uncle Chen called softly, trying to break the tense atmosphere.

The woman's sharp cold eyes stayed on Ye Ningyu for a long time, as if she wanted to see through her.

"You are not Han Muxue."

Finally, she pursed her lips and softly spit out this conclusion.

"Brother Ziyue, if you miss her, you don't need to find such a low-end meal replacement, right?"

The sharp words made Ye Ningyu's face instantly become hot.

Hearing this, Ling Ziyue's face already showed displeasure.

"Pianpian, how do you speak?"

Ling Zi scolded Yue subconsciously, showing no mercy.

"I told you to call me Anna, how many times do you want me to say it?"

The originally cold woman suddenly became emotional and seemed about to run away.

Ling Ziyue still said hurtful words and continued to stab people.

"No matter what, your last name is Gu. If your second brother hadn't come to me, I wouldn't have taken you in."

"Ling Ziyue!"

"Do you need to speak so heartlessly?"

"Don't you have any old feelings for me?"

She had worked hard for five years to transform herself from a highly praised waste into a capable person, but she still could not become the woman who could stand beside Ling Ziyue.

"I have said many times that I am good to you just because you are Gu Yan's sister."

I don’t know since when, Ling Ziyue has always been so cold and ruthless when facing Gu Pianpian.

"Gu Yan, Gu Yan, why are you like this?"

"I am me and he is him. As I said, my name is Anna!"

She never responded to Ling Ziyue's unilateral emotional output, which was enough to drive her crazy.

"Don't look at me with such sympathy!"

"You do not deserve!"

Ye Ningyu, who was standing aside, was innocently implicated.

She couldn't understand the riddle between the two people, but she could generally understand that there was an emotional entanglement between them.

Gu Pianpian's departure made her thoughtful and a little emotional.

Ling Ziyue was very calm, as if such a scene had long been accustomed to him and was no longer strange.

"Let's go, leave her alone, she has always been like this, unable to control her emotions."

"She was forced to be like this."

Ye Ningyu hugged Ling Nianxue, who was murmuring in confusion and fell asleep from crying, and then added a sentence that Ling Ziyue had unexpectedly said.

"You can actually sympathize with her?"

The moment he asked the question, he regretted it. This woman was not Han Muxue, she just looked similar.

"It's not really empathy, I just feel that some people pretend to be awesome every day, but actually they are fragile on the inside."

"Are you insinuating on me?"

"No, no, Mr. Ling, please don't get me wrong."

Ye Ningyu hurriedly explained.

"Son, who is this?"

Ling's mother, who had been standing by and observing for a long time, finally found a chance to speak.

"My personal assistant, Ye Ningyu."

"My surname is Ye."

Ling's mother was greatly disappointed, but her expectant eyes still couldn't help but stick to Ye Ningyu.

"It looks like it, it really looks like it!"

"Ms. Ye, do you know Han Muxue, a female star who was very popular in the past two years? She is good at acting and can also sing and dance. She is very popular..."

"Mom, that's enough!!"

The more Ling Zi couldn't bear it, the thoughts of his mother over the years were swirling in his ears, making him feel even more stressed.

"Why are you shouting so loudly? You heartless person, Xue'er has been missing for five years, and you are indifferent. Your daughter has cried to her mother every night until her tears have dried up. What are you doing now, bringing another woman in to replace Xue'er?

The position? I tell you, it’s impossible!”

"Give me the baby back!"

"What are you doing, Mom!"

After knowing clearly that she was not Han Muxue, Ling's mother suddenly changed her attitude and became full of hostility towards Ye Ningyu.

Even Ling Ziyue hated him.

"As long as I'm here, the mistress of this house is Xue'er."

"Mom, have you had enough trouble?"

"No!"

"Old Chen, close the door!!"

"No one listens to what I say, right? Close the door!!"

After all, Ling's mother has the final say in the Ling family. Uncle Chen did not dare to delay any longer. He led a group of people to follow suit and walked in. He closed the door ruthlessly. In the end, he just glanced at the Ling family's elders with hesitation.

Ye Ling and his wife in the atrium of the house.

"Mr. Ling, if not, I'd better go back first."

Ling Ziyue stood in the darkness for a while with some frustration. Facing the two dark doors, he sighed quietly and said nothing.

Ye Ningyu did not dare to move and could only stand and accompany him.

The moon is setting in the west.

The evening breeze is picking up.

The rustling evening breeze is mixed with the rustling sound of clothing, which is especially clear on a quiet night.

Ye Ningyu tilted her head slightly. Sure enough, the tall and arrogant man next to her, who had been standing tall and arrogant for a hundred days, took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one, and held it in his mouth.

At the edge of his mouth, the chin carved by a knife and ax showed a graceful arc in the moonlight. He held the middle part of the cigarette between his slender index fingers and lit one. The smoke filled the air and suddenly rose into the air in front of him. Ye Ningyu

I feel like there might be a lonely soul floating there with nowhere to rest.

For a moment, she suddenly felt that she could solve the lonely man in front of her.

At this moment, she even felt a huge surge of sadness and pity welling up from the bottom of her heart. Such feelings were like a vast ocean, drowning her reason.

Immediately afterwards, she did something she had never thought of.

In the darkness, only the flickering burning cigarette butt could identify its position, but she reached out to grab it, holding the half-stub of cigarette that had been puffing in the man's mouth just now, skillfully in her hand, and carefully

He took a sip carefully, took a deep breath, closed his blurred eyes, opened his red lips slightly, and blew out a beautiful smoke ring.

The more Ling Zi watched, the beautiful smoke ring slowly rose into the air, and then quickly dissipated under the moonlight, becoming ethereal.

For a moment, I was a little surprised by her skillful smoking movements.

"Do you know how to smoke?"

He was not very disgusted with this behavior of women.

"There are no women in Laozhai who can't smoke."
Chapter completed!