After rebirth, I inherited my ex-husband’s inheritance worth hundreds of billions

It turns out that my father has not forgotten me all these years.

I remember his love for me, not just the memory images.

I remember that he would make paper kites and fly them with me. He would bring me toys as a little surprise every time he came home from get off work.

I remember the sense of security lying on his back when I was a child, and the smell of cigarette smoke in his hands.

"He still married the woman who interfered with his marriage to his mother..." Thinking of this, I felt a little disappointed. "He probably doesn't know that his current wife abandoned me on purpose."

Fu Yanshen took the tissue and wiped the soup from the corner of my mouth, "It is said that he is going through the divorce process and Mr. Ye is intervening."

divorce?

He is now a deputy state-level official, and his current wife’s natal family is from the Li family. Her political power is no less than that of the Ye family. Can he leave her?

"Minister Ye should have made this decision with confidence in mind. As far as I know, he never fights a battle that he is not sure of."

Fu Yanshen was like a roundworm in my stomach. I didn't even say a word, and he answered my doubts.

I raised my eyes and met his deep and three-dimensional handsome face. He put the spoon to my mouth again. The man's eyes were full of tenderness, and my heart was as soft as water.

She couldn't help but take the spoon and feed him back under his slightly surprised look.

Fu Yanshen's eyes were thick and sticky, his Adam's apple rolled, and he opened his mouth to eat.

"I'm full. Eat more and lose weight again."

He ate all the remaining wontons.

……

"Qiaoqiao, is it really you?" Ouyang's voice, unable to conceal his excitement, came through the receiver.

Listening to her voice, remembering that we had hit it off but didn't know each other before, the tip of my nose felt sour and tears rolled down silently.

"It's me. Mom, I'm still Alice." My voice choked up.

It turns out that when she fell off the cliff, I rushed over to her without risking my own life. It was the instinct of mother and daughter to connect with each other.

The call fell into silence for a moment, and then I heard her whimpering on the other end...

I comforted her for a long time, and she calmed down a little. She told me that two years ago, before I had a car accident, she secretly did a DNA test behind my back, and the results did not match.

After I told her what happened to me as a child, she concluded that the DNA results from two years ago were tampered with by her grandfather.

She on the other end was filled with grief and anger at the moment. I didn't even dare to tell her that ten days ago, my grandfather sent people to hunt me down. It was a "blessing in disguise" that I remembered them.

……

Fu Yanshen decided to take me back to China. In the past, I didn't know my life experience, so I was threatened and manipulated by Mr. Ye. Now, my parents know that I am still alive, and they will protect me.

In the bathroom, Fu Yanshen was wrapped in a white sheet. He was sitting on a chair. In the mirror opposite, the image of me dyeing his hair was reflected.

He was not yet thirty years old and already had a head full of white hair.

All these gray hairs are due to me.

"When life becomes more stable in the future, I will definitely bring back our Brother Fu's black hair!" I swallowed the stuffy throat, forced a smile, and vowed.

Fu Yanshen glanced at me fondly through the mirror, "Just stop worrying me."

I nodded heavily.

……

Late at night, everything is silent.

The corridors of the hospital were quiet. Doctors in white coats and masks were pushing medicine carts. Their black leather shoes made no sound when they stepped on the marble floor.

He pushed open the door of Ward V9 and looked at the woman lying on the bed and the man sleeping beside the bed through the crack in the door. After confirming that they were the people his employer wanted to kill, he quietly walked in.

He pulled out a black pistol from his pocket, walked up behind the man, and fired a dull shot into the back of his head.

He took out his phone and took pictures of the woman and the man.

"Mr. Ye, there is news from London. What you told us has been resolved."

"This is a photo."

Ye Hanlin took two photos from his secretary. One was his granddaughter in disguise, lying quietly, and the other was Fu Yanshen. The bullet penetrated from the back of his head to his forehead, and the blood hole on his forehead was dripping with blood.

He looked slightly solemn, sighed sadly, and then threw the two photos into the brazier.

Sheng Qiaoqiao was unconscious, Fu Yanshen was dead, and now no one knew she was still alive.

Ye Hanlin walked to the base of the wall and looked up at the photos posted on the wall in period-decorated glass frames.

Among them was a photo of his three-year-old granddaughter.

She sat in his arms, looking very cute and cute, and she was shaking the rattle he gave her in her hand.

Unfortunately, when the Ye family was in trouble, he had to use her to permanently separate her parents.

After all, he was reluctant to let the killer kill her too. After all, she was a descendant of the Ye family.

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There is a saying in Beijing that "the east is rich and the west is noble". The Ye family's old house is located in the Xishan Villa District. It is a large single-family house with a Chinese-style courtyard, and the front and rear gardens alone cover an area of ​​two acres.

On the parking lot outside the courtyard wall, there were several black Hongqi luxury cars parked.

In the hall, the Ye family and his son maintained a superficial harmony.

"Qi Zheng, it's not easy for you to get to where you are today. Don't lose the country you have worked so hard to build just because of the love between your children."

Ye Hanlin really despised Ye Qizheng's divorce. He privately thought that after more than twenty years, Ye Qizheng still couldn't let go of his old relationship.

Such a man is really petty!

Ye Qizheng flicked the ashes from his cigarette and looked at his old father sitting in the Grand Master's chair in the center of the hall, "Old man, do you think my divorce was because of my children's affair?"

Ye Hanlin's slender eyes lit up, "Oh?"

"Because of you." Ye Qizheng curled his lips and put out his cigarette with great force as he spoke.

Ye Lao's expression darkened, he narrowed his eyelids and stared at the eldest son who was approaching him.

Having held a high position for many years, he exuded a compelling aura. For a moment, even his father felt an invisible pressure.

"Old man, do you really think I know nothing about the things you did behind my back?" Ye Qizheng was condescending, with a sneer on his lips.

His attitude made Ye Hanlin unhappy and he slammed the table, "Then tell me what I did!"

"Old man, you are indeed old and your memory is poor. Let me help you recall your memories..."

Ye Qizheng was pacing, "In order for me to return to China to join politics, you asked Li Xin to go to New York, deliberately creating conflicts between Ouyang and I, and uniting with her to lose my daughter."

"The body of the little girl found in the river was not Alice at all. You will repeat the same method more than twenty years later."

"You threatened her, faked her death in a car accident, kept her name anonymous, and were not allowed to return to the country!"

He stared at his old father, who was still calm and composed even after being exposed by him, with an indignant tone.

"Ye Qizheng, I'm really shocked to hear such nonsense from you!" Ye Hanlin glanced at him and said displeased.

"Grandpa, wouldn't you be even more shocked when you see me?" At this time, a young female voice came from the door.

Against the light, Ye Hanlin saw a slender and tall figure stepping across the threshold and walking into the hall. As she got closer and closer, her face became clearer and clearer.

Seeing his daughter who was still alive walking towards him, Ye Qizheng's eyes couldn't help but moisten...