Chief Forced Marriage: Beloved Wife Captured

Chapter 199

Jingya's face sank: "That's not the time yet, I'm still young, and the time when a person can make a difference is usually in his thirties."

"Are you still standing? Besides, after your next birthday, you will be thirty."

"Hey, Ye Beicheng! Don't just remind me how old I am, okay? Don't you know that it's impolite to talk about a woman's age? How come you look so handsome, but your mind is so unrefined..."

Ye Beicheng pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay, I won't mention your age in the future, but I still want to remind you of one thing."

"what?"

"It's the passage you said just now from the old master Confucius, one of which is: A gentleman is kind without loss. The correct original text should be that a gentleman respects without loss..."

"what?!!"

Jingya looked embarrassed, wishing she could find a hole in the ground to get in, she swallowed, and asked with a smile on her face, "Brother, what level of education are you?"

She doesn't think it should be. When she was studying, she was really good at Chinese. How could anyone be better than her...

"Highest level."

"The highest level?" Jingya opened her eyes wide: "How high is the highest level? Master? Doctor?"

"more or less."

Ye Beicheng's ambiguous answer made her very dissatisfied. Her husband didn't know what level of education he had, so he must have failed a bit...

But that would marry him, so I really didn't think so much.

"Where did you graduate from college?"

"Harvard."

Jingya wiped off her sweat, Harvard, darling, the highest university in the world, no wonder her speech problems can be found out casually, as long as her college diploma is shown, she is ashamed to put it with Ye Beicheng's.

"Okay, it's almost time, let's go."

Ye Moqi looked at the Rolex on his wrist, got up and paid the bill.

The two came to the first family surnamed Shangguan, got out of the car, Jingya stared at the dilapidated apartment in front of her, her heart turned cold, she didn't knock on the door and just looked at this house, it couldn't be her mother-in-law's natal house, this It's too shabby.

"Honey, do we still need to ask?" She asked Ye Beicheng for his opinion.

"It's all here, go ask, maybe it's bankrupt or something."

Ye Beicheng was eager to find his mother, and he could think of any possibility.

Jingya knocked on the gray door, and a moment later, an old man opened the door.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Grandpa, hello, may I ask if your family name is Shangguan?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Then do you have a daughter named Shangguan Ziyu?"

Ye Beicheng's heart was hanging in the air, and Jingya looked expectantly at the old man in front of her. Both he and she were eagerly waiting for his answer.

"No, I have only one son." The old man shook his head.

"A son..." Jingya nodded disappointedly: "Alright then, excuse me."

She turned around, shrugged at Ye Beicheng, and said listlessly, "Let's go to the next one."

After leaving the first Shangguan's family, Ye Beicheng's depression was obvious, Jingya comforted him: "It's okay, there are two more, I have a hunch that the next family may be the target we are looking for!"

He comforted him with his mouth, but in fact, his heart was also up and down. Now there is only two-thirds of hope. This ratio is really confusing...

When we arrived at the second family, this one seemed to be in good condition. There was a big bungalow. Jingya got up her spirits and still took the initiative to knock on the door. Asking about that, it's too stupid...

This time it was an eight or nine-year-old boy who opened the door. He blinked and asked, "Sister, who are you looking for?"

"Little brother, who are there in your family?"

"My family has parents." She replied crisply.

"Gone?"

The little boy nodded: "En."

"Then you don't have grandparents, aunts and uncles?"

"Grandpa and grandma are dead, there are no aunts and uncles."

Jingya lowered her head, then raised her head again: "Then does your family have a relative like Shangguan Ziyu?"

"never heard of that……"

At this time, a woman's voice came from the room: "Qiqi, who are you talking to?"

"Mom, it's a sister. She came to find someone."

"Who are you looking for?" A middle-aged woman walked to the door and stared at Jingya with displeasure.

"My eldest sister, do you know Shangguan Ziyu?"

The middle-aged woman replied impatiently: "I don't know."

"Then your family name is Shangguan?"

"Hey, what the hell are you doing? Does our surname have anything to do with you!" She lowered her head and pulled her son up: "Don't talk to strangers in the future, there are so many liars now!"

Before Jingya could explain, she slammed the door...

Jingya was so depressed, she turned angrily and ran to Ye Beicheng's car, muttering and cursing: "Let's go, this standard is crazy."

The disappointment in Ye Beicheng's eyes deepened, Jingya got into the car and sighed heavily.

Now there is only the last family left. If this family is not the same, then they ran away for nothing this afternoon.

More importantly, it's okay for her to be disappointed, but Ye Beicheng's disappointment is so annoying.

The last family was far away from the urban area. When they arrived, the sun had already set, and there was a rural atmosphere, and the setting sun dyed most of the sky red.

Looking at the row of simple residential buildings in front of her, Jingya felt that her heart was almost chilling. In her mind, Shangguan's house would not be like this no matter what.

"Beicheng, I think... let's go back." She tugged on Ye Beicheng's sleeve in a sad voice.

Ye Beicheng was also very disappointed, but his unwillingness far outweighed his disappointment.

"You sit in the car, I'll ask."

He thought she was tired, opened the car door, and walked to the residential building alone.

Jingya couldn't sit still, as soon as he walked away, she chased after him: "Beicheng, wait, let's go together."

There is an old locust tree near the residential building. It is quite old at first glance. The branches are thick and thick, with twists and turns, like a ferocious thousand-year-old demon.

Under the tree, an old lady with silver hair was sitting. Ye Beicheng stepped forward and asked politely, "Hi, may I ask which family in your place is named Shangguan?"

The old woman raised her old face, squinted her eyes and said, "My surname is Shangguan. Do you have anything to do with me?"

When Jingya heard that the old lady's surname was Shangguan, she immediately regained her spirits. Her intuition told her that this old man must be the person they were looking for, or had a relationship with the person they were looking for.

"Grandma, do you have a daughter?"

she asked expectantly.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Ye Beicheng and Jingya glanced at each other happily, it seemed that there was hope.

"Then what's her name?"

The old man smiled: "Shangguanhong."

"Shangguanhong?" Jingya said hurriedly, "Does she have another name called Shangguan Ziyu?"

The two held their breath, waiting for the old man's nod.

Unfortunately, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. The old man shook his head: "No, my daughter has only one name, Shangguanhong."

"Then where is she now?" Jingya asked unwillingly.

"At home."

Pointing to a building behind him, the old man shouted hoarsely: "Ah Hong, Ah Hong..."

A woman came out from the balcony upstairs, and she asked suspiciously, "Mom, what's the matter?"

"There are two people here looking for you..."

Jingya hurriedly waved her hand: "Oh, we're not looking for your daughter, we're just asking casually."

Seeing the old man's daughter, Jingya thought of the woman she saw on the night her father-in-law passed away, and her heart sank completely. This is simply not of the same class.

They came with anticipation and returned with disappointment. On the way back, both of them were silent, and Jingya glanced at Ye Beicheng from time to time. His expression was extremely serious, obviously in a very bad mood.

"Husband, don't be sad, let's think of other ways."

Jing Yannuo touched his arm, Ye Beicheng nodded: "En."

In the evening, the two of them sat on the sofa, Ye Beicheng pinched his brows wearily, while she lay on his lap, thinking hard about where the breakthrough could be to find Mrs. Shangguan.

Suddenly, thinking of the last time she picked up the ring for her father-in-law, she saw a small photo album in his drawer, Jingya sat up abruptly, and shouted as if discovering a new world: "Beicheng, I thought of it!"

"What did you think of?" He had lost interest.

"Come on, let's go to the father-in-law's study." She quickly bent down to find the slippers.

Ye Beicheng sighed: "What are you going to do?"

"Of course I'm looking for your mother's photo. Think about it, the two of you are married anyway, so it's impossible not to have a photo?"

What she said was not unreasonable, he got up, and the two walked to Ye Guoxian's study together.

After entering the room, Jingya closed the door vigilantly, there are eyes in the partition wall, not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

She hurried to her father-in-law's desk, opened the drawer, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the photo album inside was still there.

"Beicheng, this is it! Album!"

Jingya took out the photo album, and immediately flipped through the pages. Ye Beicheng stood beside her, staring at the photo with sharp eyes. In that expression, there was nostalgia for his mother. I don't know what it looks like.

Gradually, the two of them were a little disappointed. They turned more than half of the photos, and they were almost all photos of Dou Huayue. Jingya knew that her father-in-law loved her, and she was not so cute. How embarrassing is the first wife who gave birth to three children...

But I have to admit that the old hag was really pretty when she was young.

"Beicheng, so you were so cute when you were young."

Finally turned to a photo of Ye Beicheng, Jingya stared at it affectionately, Ye Beicheng was anxious to scroll down, but she refused to let her, and continued to stare at Ye Beicheng when she was a child, that nose, that eye, and that chubby face , When I saw it, I wanted someone to take a bite.

"Check it out, it's important."

He pushed her angrily, and Jingya shook her head: "I can't get enough of it in a lifetime, this is my Beicheng."

"You have to look at me now. If you stare at a child, people don't know it. They think you are a pedophile."

(End of this chapter)