Fu Shao's favorite treasure: madam, don't run away

"Xiao Ling, are you alright?"

Liu Shiyao pushed open the door and walked in openly.

Others would politely knock on the door when they entered, but Liu Shiyao skipped this step.

"I heard from Assistant Liu what happened just now. Lin Jiayin is really too much. I'll bring you some medicine. You can wipe it off."

Liu Shiyao handed the ointment to Ye Ling, Ye Ling took the hand and looked up, squinting and smiling with a happy face.

"Thank you, Senior Sister... No, it should be Manager Liu."

"There are no outsiders here, you can just call me Senior Sister, here are the entry materials and employee cards."

Sitting next to Fu Yuhan, Liu Shiyao handed the file bag and employee card to Ye Ling, who took over.

Fu Yuhan was inexplicably irritable. She could smile innocently to others, but she could only treat him with bad words and sneers.

"I told the Personnel Department that you will join the job tomorrow, and you need to heal the wound on your face first."

Liu Shiyao looked at the wound on Ye Ling's face, feeling distressed.

"Thank you, Sister."

Ye Ling smiled and laughed.

After experiencing so much in the past two days, it is reasonable to say that he should be devastated, but Ye Ling is not.

She can still smile, and smile brightly.

"I heard that you don't have a place to live. It just so happens that there is an empty house here. Why don't you live in my house now?"

Liu Shiyao invited warmly, squinted her eyes and smiled gently, just like the big sister next door, she cared about Ye Ling very much.

"No, she lives with me."

Before Ye Ling answered, Fu Yuhan answered first.

"It's fine if you two have a deep relationship with you, Yu Han, you have to take good care of Xiao Ling, what happened today can't happen again, or the senior sister can't spare you."

Liu Shiyao urged, Ye Ling watched every move of the two of them.

She didn't want to live in Fu Yuhan's villa, as if being given alms, and the person she hated the most.

But she was penniless, and her father still needed Fu Yuhan's help.

The most important thing is that the case of Fu Chijue was closed by natural death. If she stayed by Fu Yuhan's side, she might be able to find evidence of Fu Yuhan's murder.

...

The next day, the warm sun rose.

A group of people stood on the cemetery. They were wearing suits and leather shoes, with a small white flower tied on their chests, holding bouquets in their hands, and their faces were sad and painful.

Ye Hexiong was considered a gentleman in the business world, and he made many friends, and many of them passed away this time.

But how many people who came here sincerely mourned for Ye Hexiong?
Zheng Moli knelt in front of the tombstone and cried heartbroken. When she saw Fu Yuhan and Ye Ling coming, she paused.

Everyone also looked at Ye Ling who had been occupying the headlines of the newspapers for the past few days. They thought she would have no face to face Ye Hexiong, but they didn't think she would dare to appear here.

Although she is not her own daughter, she has been raising her for more than 20 years. Now she is helping the opposing company and stealing Ye's information. It is better to raise a dog than her. The dog will face the owner, but Ye Ling is facing outsiders. Definitely can't rest in peace.

Zheng Moli got up, wiped her tears with a tissue, and was a little surprised when she saw Ye Ling.

Like everyone else, she didn't expect Ye Ling to dare to appear here.

"Dad, I'm here to see you."

Ye Ling put the words in her hand in front of the tombstone, on which was a black and white photo of her father, smiling gently.

Thinking of not seeing Ye Hexiong for the last time, Ye Ling felt guilty.

"My husband doesn't have a daughter like you who eats inside and outside. Go away."

Suddenly, Zheng Moli pushed Ye Ling away and drove her away emotionally.

Seeing this, Fu Yuhan hugged her in his arms, and stared sharply at the maddened Zheng Moli.

Fortunately, someone stopped her, otherwise Zheng Moli would have rushed forward.

Emotional, regardless of image.

Ye Ling watched Zheng Moli's performance with cold eyes. She patted the shoulder that Zheng Moli touched just now, feeling disgusted.

"Madam Ye, please calm down."

Some people persuaded her, but Zheng Moli cried with a sad face.

"Today is my dad's funeral, so it's best not to mess around."

Ye Ling warned that she was not afraid that Zheng Moli would make trouble for her, and she was not afraid of how the people around her would think of her, but this was her father's funeral, and she didn't want to embarrass her in front of her father at the funeral.

From beginning to end, she has a clear conscience.

"Xiao Ling came today because of my invitation. Madam Ye wants to drive Xiao Ling away because she wants to drive me away too? Since Madam Ye doesn't welcome you, why bother to invite me?"

Looking at Zheng Moli coldly, Hu Duzi said.

Deliberately saying the word "Xiao Ling" intimately makes people guess their relationship.

Some people wanted to take the opportunity to curry favor with Mrs. Ye, but when they saw Fu Yuhan protecting Ye Ling, they didn't dare to stand out.

Zheng Moli calmed down a bit, but she was still crying.

"Everyone, on behalf of my husband today, I would like to thank you for coming to see him off. Usually, with your help and support for my husband and Mrs. Ye, Mrs. Ye was able to make it to today. Now that my husband is gone, I have drawn up a will and let my son Ye Zhen inherit Mrs. Ye, from now on, please support my son Ye Zhen a lot, and ask the elders to point out if there is anything wrong."

Zheng Moli said sincerely that if she wanted to pave a smooth road for Ye Zhen, the last thing she should offend would be these old fritters.

"This is the will made by Mr. Ye before his death. Everyone is welcome to verify the authenticity."

Ye Ling stared intently at the will in Qin Jian's hand. A stack of papers determined the whereabouts of the Ye family and the Ye family.

Qin Lu is the most trusted lawyer around her father. Since he dared to show this will, it means that there is really no need to verify it.

These words were spoken to her.