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

Yang's
Ye Ling waited from nine o'clock in the morning until eleven o'clock when Zhang Xiaolai came down from upstairs. The only difference was that Zhang Xiaolai was wearing sunglasses.

Ye Ling was still a little strange when he saw this outfit, and glanced out the glass window, it was cloudy outside.

Are the sunglasses worn for decoration?

"Mrs. Yang, this is the revised manuscript. Please have a look at it, Mrs. Yang."

Ye Ling remembered Liu Shiyao's advice, and smiled.

But this time Zhang Xiaolai didn't make things difficult for Ye Ling, he just glanced at the design draft and put it down.

"Just follow this design draft, I hope you can make it as soon as possible."

Zhang Xiaolai ordered, Ye Ling squinted his eyes and stared at Zhang Xiaolai's face.

Although it is covered with powder, but if you look carefully, you can see that the corners of the mouth are a little dredged, and the eyes seem to be...

"Estimated to take a week, when it's finished..."

Zhang Xiaolai interrupted before he finished speaking: "No, you only have four days."

"Four days? But isn't the wedding going to be held in half a month? If you're in such a hurry, the effect of the wedding dress might not be ideal."

"The wedding was brought forward, next Wednesday, I forgot to tell you, sorry."

Zhang Xiaolai replied.

Ye Ling couldn't react to the sudden change.

next wednesday?That was exactly one week, no wonder Zhang Xiaolai was so anxious.

That being said, time is running out.

She thought that Zhang Xiaolai was picking bones from eggs this time, and it seemed that she had a villainous heart.

"So you only have four days, and the effect of the wedding dress is ignored."

Zhang Xiaolai laughed, and Ye Ling looked Zhang Xiaolai up and down.

At the beginning, Zhang Xiaolai said that she was going to hold a luxurious wedding, money was not an issue, what was important was that the wedding dress should be beautiful and unique.

"Where's your little nanny?"

Ye Ling scanned around, no wonder she felt something was wrong today, her babysitter was not here.

When mentioning the babysitter, Zhang Xiaolai clenched his hands tightly, feeling a little out of control.

"Don't mention that bitch in front of me, that little bitch..."

"Mix with my husband, on my bed, two people."

Zhang Xiaolai's language is a bit difficult, and she has to think about it to know what she means.

He was so emotional that he gritted his teeth even when he spoke.

Ye Ling frowned, probably guessing the meaning.

"But it doesn't matter. Which man doesn't cheat? He just wants to have fun. After a week, Mrs. Yang will still be me."

Zhang Xiaolai said confidently.

As long as she becomes Mrs. Yang, she will have a share in everything in the Yang family.

　  When Yang Xiantian passed away, wouldn't everything in the Yang family belong to her?
Yang Xiantian only has one daughter, and her daughter has been married long ago, so she only returns home once every few years.

"Don't you feel tired like this?"

Ye Ling couldn't help asking.

Tossing herself into what she is now for the sake of money, even if she becomes Mrs. Yang in the future, she still has to be wary of someone taking over, so she can only rely on Yang Xiantian to live.

"Tired? Of course not tired. I finally got everything I wanted. I'm happy. How can I be tired?"

Zhang Xiaolai took off his sunglasses, the sides of his eyes were dredged, and even his eyes were swollen.

It seems that the injury took a lot of strength, and Yang Xian's hands were quite heavy.

Zhang Xiaolai's eyes were red, and he licked his chapped mouth.

Since yesterday, she has locked herself in the house without drinking water or eating.

She also thought about telling her friends about it and venting, but she was afraid that those people would make fun of her, say that she worshiped money, and that she was willing to marry a bad old man for money.

Unexpectedly, the person who can vomit bitterness is actually the person she hated the most before.

"That's right, you don't understand why I am like this at all, because you have no worries about food and clothing since you were a child."

"And me, I'm afraid of poverty, I'm afraid of poverty."

Zhang Xiaolai choked up and said, his eyes were red.

Pointing at himself excitedly, he couldn't speak clearly.

When she hated Ye Ling, she was also envious of her. She has a good father and can live comfortably.

And she works alone in a big city like H City, the single room she lives in is damp and expensive, her monthly salary is not enough, but she still has to keep her appearance glamorous, and she eats white steamed buns when others eat steaks. After making a breakthrough and moving from a single room to a larger room, Ye Ling chose Mi Li as the manager.

If she becomes Ye's manager, she doesn't have to worry at all.

So she hated Ye Ling, it was Ye Ling who ruined her future.

She should be the one who should be the manager. What kind of shit is Millie.

She was so angry that she resigned, spent all her savings and loans, had plastic surgery and put on extravagant accessories, making people think that she was a rich daughter.

At first she looked at herself in the mirror and thought it was someone else.

She looks like a different person in the photo than she is now, and she doubts who she is every day.

After finally getting close to such a rich man, how could she give up?
Ye Ling didn't know what to say when he was so poor.

"I'm afraid of being poor, so I can't give up. I can only hope that when Yang Xiantian steps into the coffin, I will be relieved."

Zhang Xiaolai was crying, she was different from her past.

This time she confided all her heart to Ye Lingzhi.

　  Because she knew that Ye Ling would not tell Yang Xiantian about this, nor would she sue.

So she didn't tell her parents and relatives about the marriage this time, but only invited Yang Xiantian's relatives over.

After she has made a career, she will go back again.

"Then I wish you the best of luck."

Ye Ling said flatly.

"You don't laugh at me? Don't you say I'm hopeless?"

Zhang Xiaolai was a little shocked to see Ye Ling so plain.

"Everyone's life is different. How to live is in your own hands. Which path you choose is your freedom and has nothing to do with me. What I have to do is to make the wedding dress in your hands."

Ye Ling looked at Zhang Xiaolai, tears fell from her eyes.

There is something strange in my heart.

"Since it's finalized, I'll go back first, and Madam Yang will leave."

Turning around and not taking a few steps, she stopped: "Tears are very valuable. I hope Mrs. Yang can walk away with a smile after crying today."

"Poverty has its troubles, and wealth has its disadvantages. You will know later."

After Ye Ling finished speaking, he strode away.

Zhang Xiaolai sobbed, being rich has its disadvantages, she has realized it.

Every day, I am worried that Yang Xiantian will cheat, and I am even more worried that he will give all his family property to others, and I am also worried that he will not want me.

If Yang Xiantian didn't want her, all the current prosperity and wealth would be in vain, and she couldn't go back to her former self.

Since she made a choice, she can only move forward and not regress.

Once regressing is a cliff, once regressing means she loses.

"Yes, I can't, I can't lose to that little bitch!"

Zhang Xiaolai got up, stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, and muttered.

Ye Ling, who walked out of Yang's house, took a deep breath and felt much more relaxed.

She used to have no worries about food and clothing, but her daily classes were full, and she didn't miss every lesson in the cram school. Once her grades were lower, her father and mother would show disappointed faces.

She thought she would be better after graduation, but she has to do her best in everything and keep vigilant all the time.

Living like that is also tiring.

And the reason for doing so much is to want a word of praise from Ye Hexiong.

As long as she is praised a little, it is her recognition.

"Tsk, what the hell am I thinking?"

Ye Ling clicked his tongue and came back to his senses.

He patted his head lightly.

Those were all things in the past and she wasn't Missy anymore.

Now she is poorer than Zhang Xiaolai, and she is burdened with a huge sum of money when she squeezes the bus every day. It is still unknown when she will be able to pay it off.

Thinking of this, Ye Ling felt that his head was going to go bald.

　 No matter rich or poor, it makes people breathless.

So there are advantages and disadvantages, she doesn't think she was any better than Zhang Xiaolai before.

Every word and deed attracts people's attention, and if she doesn't do well, she will lose face to her father.

in the company

When Ye Ling turned on the computer, an email popped up in her mailbox.

Ye Ling looked at the name on it and frowned.

After hesitating for a long time, I clicked the right button, and there was a recording inside.

Only a few seconds.

Ye Ling glanced left and right, picked up the earphones, plugged them into the notebook, and pressed play.

I only heard a familiar voice coming from inside.

"Ye Lao's illness is already so good that he doesn't need to take medicine. He will just take some vitamins in the future. Remember to take one in the morning, in the evening, and in the evening."

Just a short sentence made Ye Ling get up from the chair suddenly.

She quickly clicked the mouse to check, trying to find out who sent it from the email, but it was an anonymous email.

"anonymous."

It was Cheng Fanghe's voice in the recording, and the phrase "Old Ye" should be her father.

Her father's condition is so good that he almost only takes vitamins?
But she clearly saw medicine in her father's room, not vitamins...

Who took the medicine for her father?
The figure of Zheng Moli flashed in Ye Ling's mind.

Who else but Zheng Moli!

medicine…

Ye Ling glanced at the recording date, it was recorded a month before her father died!
"Hey."

Li Yue came out of the tea room and wanted to scare Ye Ling, but Ye Ling didn't respond at all. She was staring at the recording on the computer screen, clicking play and pause repeatedly.

"Are you okay? You look so ugly."

Li Yue pushed Ye Ling, and Ye Ling abruptly closed the email.

"I am fine."

"Here, drink some coffee to refresh yourself. This is the new one I bought today. You can try it."

Li Yue put the cup in front of Ye Ling. She was afraid that Ye Ling would not be able to find coffee when she came back, so she made a cup for her first, but Ye Ling really came back.

"Have you passed by Zhang Xiaolai?"

Li Yue sat back in her seat and asked.

But when he glanced at Ye Ling's face, he felt something was wrong.

"Ye Ling, are you really alright?"

Li Yue asked timidly, Ye Ling's current appearance was so gloomy that it was frightening, as if it was written that strangers should not come near.

Seeing that Ye Ling didn't return, Li Yue didn't continue to pester her but instead asked Ye Ling to be quiet.

Recording, who recorded this recording?

Was there a third person present?Or was it recorded by Cheng Fanghe?

But why did Cheng Fanghe record this?Did he know that Zheng Moli had the intention of murdering her father?
No, it's impossible.

If Cheng Fanghe recorded this, why would Cheng Fanghe give it to her?

Who is this Anonymous?

Ye Ling clenched the mouse and checked the sending time. It was four o'clock in the afternoon, that is, an hour ago.

If only she had seen it sooner.

Ye Ling opened the email, trying to contact the person who sent the anonymous email.

But after she typed a paragraph and clicked send, it reminded her that there was no such email address...

"how so!"