Yi Ren from afar

Passing through layers of fog and dense forest with luxuriant foliage, the black vehicle drove into the hidden border town and stopped at the door of a small courtyard.

Han Feng looked at the closed courtyard door, unfastened his seat belt, turned around and said to the doubtful person, "This is where we will live in the future."

Knocking on the door lightly, Ye Mingyuan looked at the person who opened the courtyard door in surprise, turned his head and said to Han Feng beside him, "Thank you."

Ye Youran saw the person at the door clearly, turned her head happily and shouted into the room: "Mom, Brother and Brother Han are here."

Ye Mingyuan followed Han Feng and walked into the house. Ye Youran closed the courtyard door and followed behind.

Shen Qinghe stood at the door, watching the people who walked in step by step, tears welled up in her eyes, Ye Mingyuan hugged her and cried bitterly.

Shen Qinghe had many suitors, but she only chose Ye Qingshan, who had a mediocre family background, her cherishing talent was self-evident.

Ling Yun ran into Shen Qinghe at a dinner party. She was a lotus flower, and her desolate and gentle demeanor deeply attracted a man who had lost his wife for many years.

The affectionate confession time and time again, the time and time again expressing the feelings of longing, still could not impress the person who loved her husband so much, sent someone to pick up the kindergarten child, threatened and lured her, and finally got her wish.

The fire at the city gate caused disasters to the fish in the pond. The decline of the Ling family benefited many people, but also caused many people to fall into the abyss.

Before the storm came, Sun Zhanyi picked up Shen Qinghe and Ye Youran, and after placing them properly, he, together with Zhou and Han, pushed Ling down from the altar.