Ace Reborn: The Pampered Wife

Chapter 106 Mr. Sheng's Prophecy (Seventh)
"Grandpa Jin?"

Sensing the subtle change in Mr. Jin's mood, Ye Qing stared at him wildly and shouted softly.

Mr. Jin came back to his senses, shook his head, and sighed, "The five major families may not be able to escape the fate of the fate."

"Huh?" Ye Qingkuang was obviously puzzled.

Mr. Jin sighed, "If you want to know anything, go home and ask Lao Ye, he knows better than me what can and cannot be said."

"Forget it. When you are old, you can't care about anything, let alone be a hero. You young people's world, let you play it."

Mr. Jin waved his hands, muttered a few words to himself, and then returned to the room leaning on crutches.

"God Ye, my grandpa is like that, he's getting more and more talkative now that he's getting older, don't be intimidated by him." Jin Qicheng looked at Ye Qing madly, and spoke softly.

"Yeah." Ye Qingkuang responded softly, picked up the phone, and planned to leave.

Before leaving, she turned her head back and gave Jin Qisheng a word of reassurance.

"Remember, be careful in everything these days."

Jin Qicheng grinned, Ye Shen's concern warmed his heart.

"Don't worry, I will take care of myself, and you should be careful in everything."

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After coming out of Jin's house, Ye Qingkuang sat in the car and stayed by herself quietly for a while.

After meeting Mr. Jin, the thoughts that had been scrambled for a while suddenly turned into a mess.

The image of Ye Minghao lying quietly on the hospital bed involuntarily appeared in his mind.

Bing Ye said that he was hit by a bullet.

If it wasn't for fate, he would be killed on the spot.

Ye Qingkuang's fingers holding the steering wheel tightly, stepped on the accelerator, and turned around.

Mingxiang Tea Garden.

Dahongpao box.

When Ye Qing pushed the door open and entered, Yan Yulin was still sitting in his original position.

The teapot was still steaming, and he was holding a cup of tea and sniffing carefully, looking extremely enjoying it, with a smile on his lips.

As if all the changes during Ye Qingkuang's departure hadn't happened, the two of them still sat facing each other like a few hours ago.

"Yan Yulin."

Ye Qing walked over madly and sat down.

"Are you back?" Yan Yulin smiled at her, then picked up the teapot and poured a cup into Ye Qingkuang's cup.

"This is West Lake Longjing, you can try it."

With a "bang", Ye Qingkuang directly brushed the tea he had just poured onto the ground with a cold expression on his face.

"What on earth are you going to do?"

Yan Yulin's face remained unchanged, with a smile on his lips.

"I've been sitting here tasting tea all afternoon waiting for you to come back, but you left suddenly without saying a word, and asked me what I wanted to do? Shouldn't I ask you this instead?"

"Hehe." Ye Qing sneered twice before making a sudden move.

Accurately, he directly grabbed Yan Yulin's neck.

But for a moment, Ye Qingkuang hesitated.

Faced with her sudden attack, Yan Yulin didn't react at all, like an ordinary person who didn't know martial arts at all, was pinched by her in a daze, wanted to struggle, but couldn't move.

Ye Qing's heart became ruthless, and she used force with her hand.

I really want to strangle this nasty man to death.

Yan Yulin patted the back of Ye Qingkuang's hand, blushing and uttered each word: "This...there is surveillance here...you...kill me...you can't escape."

With a "bang", Ye Qingkuang threw out a teacup.

Accurately smash the monitoring.

Without any hesitation.

Yan Yulin's breathing became more uncomfortable, and he seemed to be even weaker in patting Ye Qingkuang's hand.

"They... have seen... If I die... you can't get rid of it."

Until Yan Yulin was about to breathe his last breath.

Ye Qing squinted her eyes and suddenly let go.

With air suddenly pouring in, Yan Yulin lay on the table, panting heavily, because he was too eager, and even coughed violently, his face flushed.

This distressed appearance is completely different from the man who was drinking tea just now.

He didn't move until his last breath.

Right now, Ye Qingkuang couldn't help hesitating, was the man who wore the mask that night with excellent skills really him?

If not him, then who?

After a few minutes, Yan Yulin finally came to his senses. He patted his chest and looked at Ye Qingkuang in disbelief.

"You woman, you are too fierce."

The voice was still panting.

Ye Qing pursed her lips and smiled wildly, "Since you know that I am fierce, then you should think clearly whether you want to continue playing."

"Ye Minghao's revenge, I will take revenge, you'd better be careful, don't be caught by me."

After saying this, Ye Qing kicked the table violently, as if to vent her anger, or as a warning, then slowly straightened her clothes and left.

Yan Yulin looked down at the messy room, and reached out to touch his neck.

Pinch really hard.

His eyes began to glow.

-

After returning to Ye's house, Ye Qing took a shower and lay down on the bed.

tired.

So much has happened recently.

One pile after another, I can't figure it out.

She stared at the ceiling, took out her mobile phone, and called Song Mo.

But after one ring, Song Mo picked it up.

"Qing." A very gentle voice.

"How about the Yan family?"

"Don't worry, it's ready, tomorrow morning, I promise to give them an unexpected surprise."

When he said this, the corners of Song Mo's mouth curled up slightly, and he lost his usual gentle and jade-like image.

"I want to add one more." Ye Qing rubbed the center of her brows wildly.

"Ok?"

"Let Yan Yulin also have a car accident."

The tone is as sparse and ordinary as talking about eating a meal.

The smile on Song Mo's mouth widened.

This is the Qing he knows.

Her world has never been without rules and black and white.

Because she is the master.

What she thinks is correct, everyone just needs to surrender.

If you resist.

Then die.

After talking on the phone with Song Mo, Ye Qingkuang still felt a little tense.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I recalled the words of Mr. Jin.

When the storm rises, darkness emerges...

Is the sky in Jincheng about to change?

Touching the jade around her neck, Ye Qing's eyes suddenly became clear, she got up, and went to Ye Zhendong's room.

Usually, Ye Zhendong went to bed very early.

Today, for some reason, I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, so I just got up and practiced calligraphy.

When Ye Qing Kuang came in, this was what he saw.

He was wearing pajamas, holding a black brush in his hand, writing vigorously and writing in one go.

Although the old man's face was full of wrinkles, his back was straight, still exuding a sense of military righteousness.

It makes people feel trustworthy and reliable for no reason.

"grandfather."

"Xiao Qi, why are you still up so late?"

After Ye Zhendong cared, he waved wildly at Ye Qing because of his high interest.

"Come here and read what Grandpa just wrote, how about it?"

Ye Qing walked over madly and looked down.

Ye Zhendong's calligraphy is excellent.

Strong and powerful, very crisp.

It is running script.

"To be happy in life is to be happy to the fullest, and you will come back after all your money is gone."

Ye Qing read it unconsciously.

Putting down the brush, Ye Zhendong stroked his beard, obviously satisfied with the work in front of him.

"Xiaoqi, writing calligraphy is also a kind of meditation."

Ye Qingkuang suddenly looked up at Ye Zhendong.

I saw that he was still admiring his work with his head down, no different.

But, after all, he is a person who has lived most of his life.

It was easy to notice her uneasiness at the moment.

Ye Qingkuang suddenly felt that the base of his ears were a little red, which was the sensitive feeling of being penetrated into his heart.

"Grandpa, I have something to ask you."

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