Probably because I suddenly thought of an unspeakable, let alone guessable size, Ye Jian stood in front of the sink as if struck by lightning.

Then, he patted his forehead with the soapy hand, calm down, calm down, don't think wildly, and don't think about anything alone!

But when I looked into the mirror, I saw my face in the mirror was like a pink brocade, my eyes were like water, my whole body was so tender that I could pinch water out of it, and there was an enchanting charm that surprised me, this kind of myself was a stranger Ye Jian stared wide-eyed for a few seconds, and immediately poured cold water on her face.

The self inside has become no longer me, and I can't even recognize it as me!

How could she have such an expression? Where did the indifference between the brows go? Where did the sharp eyes go?

After washing until her hair was wet on her forehead, Ye Jian dared to look up at herself in the mirror after feeling the heat dissipating on her face. After looking at herself for a long time, Ye Jian nodded in satisfaction.

I didn't dare to think about it anymore, so I took the time to wash all the clothes I will wear tomorrow, wait for the water to dry, and then blow dry them with a hair dryer.

In Room 808 on the eighth floor of the hotel, Ye Zhixiang said to the old man lying on the bed, Ye Jian's grandmother: "Mom, I saw a very familiar video of a girl just now, the one that scares your heart. I'm thinking about recovering, why do I feel a bit like Sun Xueqing?"

"You said, this girl is not a bitch left by the elder brother's family, is she?"

In the Ye family, the old lady Ye is the master of the house. This old lady was very powerful when she was young, and she smiled amiably, but it is actually not simple. gained a good reputation.

As for the old man of the Ye family who was also a ruthless character when he was young, he was also relentless in picking up the eldest brother's family property, but he didn't even do superficial work.

The two old people are in the same room, but the old man is playing mahjong with his son-in-law and his subordinates in another room.

Hearing this, Mrs. Ye opened and closed her eyes. She is in her sixties, but because of her rich appearance, she looks like a fifty-year-old.

"Your brother doesn't have a message. You'll find out when he comes over and ask carefully. There are many similar people in this world. You don't need to make a fuss. It's just a similar one. Don't bother yourself."

The old lady also spoke softly, kindly, and with a hint of a smile.

But seeing Ye Zhixiang's awe-inspiring expression, she knew that this old lady was not as friendly as she looked on the surface. Although her face was full of richness, her eyes showed a fierceness that an old man should not have.

"Mom, you are used to ups and downs and can calm down naturally, but I can't. I hate that girl's face when I see it." Ye Zhixiang gritted her teeth and said, the long nails of the little nails were actually taken by her. It was broken, "Yaozu's right eye..."

Mrs. Ye still had a smile on her face, but now she sank down, and said in a low voice: "It happened more than ten years ago, are you afraid that others will not know about your own affairs, and you will be eager to see me when you come back?" Take the handle out?"

"What's wrong with your right eye? It's just that you were injured at work and lost a sum of money in the factory, so you and your family can have a good life! Remember it for me!"

With a cold drink, Ye Zhixiang suppressed all the resentment on Ye Zhixiang's face, it was resentment that had to be suppressed, and there was no other way.

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