Beautiful Wife Conspiracy: My ability is to make money

"If I hadn't come here, would you still be waiting to be bullied by them? Brother, don't thank me, I just think that I can only bully you, and no one else can." Ye Ningning waved his hand and took out a book from his old schoolbag. A piece of newspaper: "Here, I have ordered the newspaper you want in class, but you don't have it in your third year of high school. I'll go first."

It turned out that Ye Ningning was thinking about coming to deliver newspapers to her.

In fact, Ye Qifei also found out that Ye Ningning is a little girl with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. When she scolded herself at home, she played a small temper, but in fact she still cared about her very much.

When Ye Qifei returned to the classroom, the classroom was quiet, and those who were arrogant just now also returned to their seats silently, who would dare to trouble him.

Ye Qifei sighed silently, and sat on the only vacant seat. Her seat was a little newer than the other students', and it was placed in the last row. But even so, Ye Qifei was still a little uncomfortable. Habit.

She used to be the daughter of the Ye family, grew up among gold, silver and jade, and attended private aristocratic schools with all the facilities. Now with this desk and chair, her small body seems a bit cramped.

Ye Qifei's schoolbag was bought for her by Ye Changshu, and there was nothing in it. After putting it down, Ye Qifei couldn't wait to open the newspaper.

The date is the latest, and the topic of the media is still talking about the Ye family and the Fang family.Ye Qifei opened the front page of the newspaper, and saw the serious face of her biological father Ye Shuhua. At that moment, she felt so wronged that she wanted to cry.

But seeing the back, the expression on Ye Qifei's face gradually froze, his eyes widened slightly, and even the hand holding the newspaper trembled slightly.

Ye Zhaolan, the second daughter of the Ye Group, has been taken back, and she will still complete the wedding with Fang Yushi, the Fang family, to show the friendly and cooperative attitude of the two families.

If the media didn't use the word Ye Zhaolan, Ye Qifei might still think about it, but this Ye Zhaolan is clearly the illegitimate daughter Ye Shuhua raised outside, the daughter of his father's successor Du Weilan, but because of his own insistence, these years Father never brought Ye Zhaolan home.

Unexpectedly, only a few days after her own 'death', her father took Ye Zhaolan back with great fanfare and wanted to marry Fang Yushi.

Fang Yushi was going to marry herself, so she was her fiancé anyway, and she felt sorry for him from the bottom of her heart when this happened, but she never thought that Ye Shuhua would let Ye Zhaolan continue to complete her and Fang Yushi's wedding.

Really shameless.

Seeing that Ye Qifei really started to study hard, and after publishing a new book, he would take it home to read at night, Ye Changshu felt as if he had eaten honey, even if she didn't get good grades in the exam, he would not be angry, let her It is always good for children to learn more and have more knowledge.

Every day Ye Changshu would give some food money to Ye Qifei and Ye Ningning, and Ye Qifei secretly saved some. She had already taken a fancy to a public phone booth, and she wanted to call Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan is the personal servant of her mother Xu Wei, and also the nanny of the Ye family who has been taking care of her since she grew up. I think she knows more or less about the situation.

But in fact, when she got to the telephone booth and dialed out the call, her heart beat violently.

Two beeps passed, and the phone was picked up from the other end: "Hello? Hello, who are you?"

"Hello? Hello?"

It was Zhang Yuan's familiar voice, Ye Qifei almost shed tears immediately, hung up the phone quickly, stood in the phone booth, and it took a while to recover.

She can't, can't tell Zhang Yuan all this now. If she is too happy and slips her mouth, then she will never know the truth about her mother and her death.

In the mansion on the other side, Zhang Yuan also hung up the phone strangely, holding a towel in one hand, and she just walked up to the landline, and then picked it up.

Ye Zhaolan came in with high heels, with a look of contempt on her face: "Who is it?"