A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

Man-made, man-made, man-made...

Ye Jinghan was dumbfounded.

There was a hint of helplessness and fear in her beautiful eyes.

She raised her head, stared blankly at the old man in front of her, stared at the solemnity in his eyes, curled her fingers, clutched the quilt tightly, trembling slightly.

Helpless and thin!

"No, it's impossible!"

She once suspected it too, but her mother's physical condition was not very good, and the doctor also said that the possibility of surviving it was not high.Besides—

Besides, no matter how beastly Ye Tengda is, no matter how impatient he is to take Xiaosan in, it's impossible for Ye Tengda to play tricks on his mother!After all, that man cares about saving face more than anything else.He would not gamble on his future for a mere Liu Mengru...

Ye Jinghan, whose thoughts were chaotic, raised his hand tremblingly.

She held her head, lowered her body, curled up, and ordered herself to calm down.

At this time, the old man's voice came again——

"Son, I'm your grandfather, Bo Feiyang."

The old man stretched out his hand towards Ye Jinghan, as if wanting to comfort her, but in the end he withdrew his hand, turned his back to her, and stood with his hands behind his back: "18 years ago, your mother, Bo Qingqing, fell in love with that bastard Ye Tengda. , I didn't agree, but there is no parent in the world who can't hold back their children. In the end, Qingqing abandoned all the glory of the Bo family and eloped without hesitation..."

"At that time, Qingqing and I also sighed. Since she abandoned the Bo family, I also had the right to assume that I didn't have this daughter. But I didn't expect that the farewell would be a lifetime!"

The old man held back, stretched out his hand to press the corners of his eyes, and sighed: "I regret it! I regret not attending her funeral, and not being able to put a bouquet by her side, her favorite hydrangea."

"Hydrangeas?"

With a trembling heart, Ye Jinghan suddenly said, every year when I went to visit my mother's grave, there was a bouquet of hydrangeas in front of the tombstone!

Is it...

"Could it be that every year on the anniversary of my mother's death, the person who goes to see her—is you?"

"To see her, but also to see you. See you for her, how are you doing..." Speaking of this, the old man suddenly choked up, the background was slightly stiff, and his lips trembled: "Hateful, I hate that I didn't go deep Investigated your life, all these years..."

"Grand... grandpa."

Feeling sour, Ye Jinghan seemed to understand the old man's choking, and interrupted the old man's self-blame with a kind mouth.

To be honest, Ye Tengda's face is good, not for a day or two.Even if he doesn't want to see her as a daughter, he won't lose her for food and clothing.At least, in the eyes of outsiders, she is still the Miss Ye family with a halo.

Looking at the vicissitudes of the old man's back, Ye Jinghan prepared himself mentally, and opened his mouth before the old man.

"Why do you say that my mother's death...is man-made?"

"it is this!"

After hesitating for a few seconds, the old man turned around and handed the recording pen tightly in his hand to her with a heavy expression.

"A week ago, someone sent this recorder anonymously. You can listen to the content inside!"

He looked at the recorder in his hand.

Ye Jinghan looked up at the old man again, took a deep breath, and pressed the switch——

The content of the recording is only 5 minutes.

But Ye Jinghan felt that it seemed as if he had passed a century!

Fingertips trembled.

She seemed to have fallen into icy water, her whole body was cold, only a stream of heat gushed out from her eyes and wet her cheeks.

"Hanhan," looking at the face that resembled his daughter, the old man bent down, embraced her silently, and gently patted her back.

But at this time, Ye Jinghan clenched his fists tightly, and a flash of determination flashed in his bright eyes!

With a low trembling voice, he murmured: "I swear, I, Ye Jinghan, will definitely want that bitch to pay with blood!"