Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

"Hasn't it arrived yet?" Ye Zhen asked.

He was a little worried that it was too late and the child would be exhausted.

But the little boy's voice was still full of energy when he answered him, as if he was used to climbing here and didn't feel tired at all.

"almost!"

He stood in the wild grass and pointed with his childish finger at the barbed wire fence in the distance: "Behind that, on the mountain."

Ye Zhen wanted to climb to the top of the mountain, but out of selfishness, he didn't want to stop. He just decided in his mind that if the child got tired of climbing, he would carry him up.

But fortunately, it’s not that far.

But after more than half an hour, they arrived at their destination.

A tangled pine forest.

The gradually fading sunset is painted on the treetops, like a quiet yet lively landscape painting.

In front of where the little boy stopped was a gray tombstone facing the sky. In front of the tombstone, a few meters away, was a deep mountain stream.

Ye Zhen suddenly stopped, but the little boy turned around and said to him: "It's here!"

Ye Zhen's pupils were fixed on the tombstone. For a moment, he felt as if he couldn't see anything clearly. He could only ask unconsciously, "You said... this is where she often came to daydream?"

"Yes, yes!" The little boy nodded wildly, "Eleven always comes here to stare blankly with milk tea and a drawing board whenever he has nothing to do."

Ye Zhen: …

Before he could come back to his senses, there was suddenly a rustling sound, which forced Ye Zhen back to consciousness.

He reacted very quickly and took a step forward, pulling the little boy behind him. He searched the surroundings vigilantly, and in his heart he already began to regret his recklessness - if a snake or some other wild beast jumped out, he would be a minor concern, but if the child was hurt, he would be committing a serious crime!

But fortunately, the thing that made the noise soon poked its head out from behind the tombstone.

That's a person.

Ye Zhen: …

I don't know how long that person has been there. His body is completely blocked by the tombstone. It looks like he is sitting on the ground leaning against the tombstone. He only turned around when he heard the noise, revealing his identity.

Ye Zhen didn't recognize him right away, but the little boy ran up to him with a cheer: "Brother Yuanye! You're back?!"

The man in black then slowly stood up from behind the tombstone. You could even hear the crisp sound of his bones as he stretched his body.

Rubbing the little boy's head, the man glanced at Ye Zhen indifferently as if he were looking at a dead object: "Mr. Ye, how could a big shot like you come to such a remote place?"

"...I also want to know why a chess superstar like Mr. Yuan would come here." Having said that, Ye Zhen already had a vague answer in his heart.

As expected, Yuanye laughed sarcastically: "I have been in the Flower Box for more than ten years. No matter how you look at it, I have a more legitimate reason than you, right?"

After he finished speaking, he stopped paying attention to Ye Zhen and said to the little boy, "Xiao Zhi, don't you usually dislike talking to strangers? Why did you bring someone here?"

"He said he gave me money!" the little boy said immediately, "A lot of money!"

After saying that, he walked up to Ye Zhen and looked at him with his big eyes blinking.

Ye Zhen: …

He took out his wallet, took out five pink bills and stuffed them into the boy's hand. He immediately received a cheer, and then the little boy ran down the mountain without looking back, shouting as he ran: "Brother, if you want to go shopping again tomorrow, I can still accompany you!"

"…It's getting dark, don't go down the mountain alone!"

But the little boy had already run away as fast as a monkey, more than twice as fast as when he came up.

Yuan Ye's cold voice came from behind him: "They are a hundred times more familiar with this mountain than you are. They can go down with their eyes closed."

Ye Zhen: …

He then turned around and his eyes fell on the tombstone.

It was not until this moment that he finally looked carefully at the words on the tombstone.

Four characters written in a flamboyant style - [Original Tomb]

"This handwriting belongs to Ye Shiyi." Yuan Chu also walked around to the front of the tombstone and looked down at it. "Although I strongly resisted using her handwriting at the time, the dean insisted, and I couldn't change anything."

"This is your relative?"

"My brother." An unspeakable irony appeared on Yuan Chu's face. "He is also Ye Shiyi's brother—not a biological brother, but a brother like him."

As a real brother, the most embarrassing thing for Ye Zhen at this moment is that he doesn't even have the qualifications to be jealous.

But he remained calm: "How did he die?"

"To save Ye Shiyi." Yuanye tilted his head coldly, pointing to the deep ravine not far behind him. "He fell from here, and died within ten minutes of being rescued. His last few words before he died were to Ye Shiyi - even though I was right beside him at the time."

He smiled again, and in the darkening sky, he looked ferocious and deadly, like a dark monster: "I have long felt that they should be real brother and sister."

As he said that, he tilted his head to look at Ye Zhen: "Has your sister never called you brother until now?"

"..."

"Give up. No one except Yuanchu can be her brother. Besides, being her brother may not be a good thing."

Yuan Ye turned back and continued to look at the tombstone coldly: "Before Yuan Chu, Dean Sun had a son, who was said to be very good to her and spoiled her like his own sister, but he also died one day - so, maybe she was born to be an unlucky star..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Yuanye was grabbed by the collar and slammed against a tree trunk.

Ye Zhen looked at him coldly: "Watch your mouth."

Yuan Ye coughed twice, and laughed before he finished. "You guys are really something. You're still trying to get ahead of her even though you can't get her good face. Is this Brother Ye Shiyi's fate?"

"From your tone, it seems that you hate not only Ye Kong, but also your brother, right?"

"Shouldn't I hate him?" Yuan Ye said, "Before I came to Hua He and met Ye Kong, I was his only relative. We depended on each other for many years, but he died for another person in the end. Even his last words were left to others. I didn't even get a word from him - you say, shouldn't I hate him?"

"If you hate him so much, why did you show up here quietly?" Ye Zhen looked at him, his eyes and tone revealing an unspeakable cruelty. "Judging from Xiaozhi's reaction, you came here quietly, and the people in the orphanage didn't know at all - I guess, there are many such times, right?"

"If you hate your brother so much, why did you sneak up to his gravestone and sit there until the sun goes down and your limbs become stiff?"

Seeing Yuan Ye's expression suddenly turn cold, Ye Zhen smiled sarcastically: "During this time, were you hating him or thinking about him?"

The next second he was pushed away by Yuanye.

Yuan Ye straightened his collar and said with disgust: "As expected of Ye Shiyi's brother, he is just as annoying as her."

Ye Zhen brushed off a fallen leaf from his shoulder and said, "Thank you for the compliment."