I became beautiful by eating melons

Li Cheng!

For a moment, it was as if a big hand was tightly grasping the mute woman's heart. Amid the rustling of leaves in the wind, the mute woman's eyes were dancing with bloodthirsty flames.

"Suddenly mentioning him," the mute woman said hoarsely, "Miss Ye, have you seen him?"

Ye Rou nodded.

The mute woman trembled slightly.

Ye Rou thought she was trembling with fear, but when she looked closely she realized she was trembling with excitement.

She paced back and forth in front of the bamboo chair, her body shaking more and more violently.

"I have been looking for him all these years... I was about to give up... but God opened my eyes and let me meet him again."

As the mute woman was talking, she suddenly laughed.

The three scars on her face were cut by herself, extending from the right temple to below the left ear bone. The knife marks were neat and clear, and it was obvious that she did it without any hesitation.

It was like a beast's sharp claws scratched her face so hard that the bone was visible, tearing her face in half, looking hideous and terrifying.

This wound will always remind the mute woman to never forget this hatred.

Her tone was exceptionally calm, much calmer than Ye Rou had expected.

The mute woman asked, "Where is he now?"

Ye Rou had no choice but to explain the whole story, and finally said: "He has now been transferred back to Beijing City and serves as the deputy mayor."

"Deputy mayor?" The dumb woman laughed loudly. The sound of her laughter was sharp and frightening. "A man like this is the deputy mayor... God, you have no eyes."

She was so angry that the scars on her face turned red, like scarlet magma slowly flowing in the cracks of the ground.

"Mute, calm down." Ye Rou advised her: "I know you hate him, but he is the deputy mayor now, so we need to think long-term."

"Let's discuss this in the long run?" The mute woman smiled at Ye Rou. This smile was strange and Ye Rou did not understand what it meant for a moment.

When Ye Rou was at a loss, the mute woman suddenly came forward and helped her sit down.

She said calmly: "Miss Ye, don't worry, I know my limits and I will stay calm."

"I just scared you... I was just so excited when I heard the news about him... Don't worry, I won't do anything now..."

"It's been so long, I've let it go... Besides, I drugged their family, so it was revenge. I won't do anything else..."

Ye Rou felt something was wrong.

The mute woman was framed by Li Cheng's family. After she got married, she worked hard to take care of Li Cheng's family, but she was not thanked. She was even framed and forced to commit adultery and lose her innocence. Her parents were driven to death by the rumors, and she almost committed suicide.

Will the hatred of a broken family disappear with time?

But when she asked, the mute woman refused to say anything. She carried the tray and walked away muttering to herself.

Ye Rou only heard her say: "I am already very lucky."

Why is it lucky?

Ye Rou couldn't understand.

Just as she was thinking about calling Jiang Chen in the evening to ask for help, Tang Panxia suddenly rushed into the inner courtyard. She was holding a letter in her hand, and because she was in a hurry, she didn't look at her feet and almost tripped.

Ye Rou was frightened and tried to stand up, holding her stomach, but Tang Panxia pushed her back down.

The second time!

I turned around and threw away this broken chair.

Tang Panxia held up the letter in her hand and shouted, "Zhao Quan actually invited my father's old friend in my father's name..."

She was so angry that she couldn't make any sound for a while.

Ye Rou quickly signaled her to calm down, took the letter and unfolded it to read its contents.

"I have opened a refined house in my humble abode, where I have collected gold and stone, calligraphy and painting, porcelain and jade over the years... They are not rare treasures, but they are all the result of my hard work... The joy of appreciating them alone is not as good as the pleasure of appreciating them with others... You are a good connoisseur, so I took the liberty to invite you to bring your collection... I hope you will not refuse, it would be a great honor!"

After reading it, Ye Rou raised her eyebrows and asked, "Does he want to hold a private collection of cultural relics appreciation meeting?"

Tang Panxia nodded: "My father especially likes to collect calligraphy and paintings, and most of his old friends are also great collectors. I'm afraid..."

Ye Rou understood what her aunt meant.

Wu Si did not return on time, which had already alerted the enemy.

Zhao Quan and his family probably wanted to make a big profit before leaving.

It was difficult to take action against official museums, and the police were keeping a particularly close eye on the smuggling of cultural relics, so they set their sights on holding appreciation meetings.

If an accident happened at the meeting and one or two collections were lost, as long as they acted carefully and there was no evidence, and with Li Cheng's support, the police would not be able to do anything to them.

How could Tang Panxia tolerate them doing such sneaky things in the name of her father?

"This appreciation meeting cannot be held. It absolutely cannot be held!"

Ye Rou disagreed with her.

She held her aunt and calmed her down, then said after she calmed down: "Why don't we take advantage of their tricks? This way...if everything goes well, we may be able to catch them all in one fell swoop."

Tang Panxia widened her eyes slightly and hesitated, "Is it possible?"

"The key to the smooth implementation of the plan lies in Principal Ji," Ye Rou said.

Tang Panxia hesitated for a moment, then remained silent for a moment, raised her head and said firmly: "Okay, I'll go talk to him!"

After her aunt left, Ye Rou lay back on the bamboo chair, swaying with a sly smile on her lips, like a little fox stealing some fish.

There will be something exciting to watch soon, and it would be a pity for Jiang Chen to miss it.

But it doesn’t matter, she can tell Jiang Chen.