Dear wife: please be gentle, president

"I' m just telling the truth. Do the elders like to hear the truth?" Ye yimo stretched out his hand to stroke her hair, as if all the tenderness had gathered in his palm.

Fu qing subconsciously took two steps back.although their relationship had progressed to the next level, she felt that ye yimo was becoming more and more like a dangerous object, so she had to keep her distance.

"Is it true? Why are you telling my mom you're still in school? "Asked fu qing angrily.

Ye yimo raised his brows.it was hard to explain, but he quickly replied calmly," are you all happy for the elders? Don't worry about the details. "

Fu qing still felt a little emotional, but he quickly calmed down and said to himself," my mom hasn' t had a good memory lately ... Maybe she' ll forget it tomorrow." "

"Does your mother often forget things these days? "Asked ye yimo.

Fu qing nodded." Well, sometimes I forget who I am. I took her to the hospital yesterday to see her. The doctor said that there might be side effects from the medication. "

"Are all those medicines on the table your mother's? "

Fu qing nodded again.

A hint of worry flashed across ye yimo's face. It seemed that fu qing didn' t know that one of those drugs was for depression.

The study plan started like this. As a teacher, paying was certainly qualified, but as a student, ye yimo did not put her eyes or mind on the topic.

Ye yimo stared at fu qing with a faint green light, seemingly wanting to strip her away right now. Fu qing's face turned even redder. Her mouth was hard and her skin was extremely thin, especially when she was with ye yimo, she didn' t even have the confidence to reason with her, let alone real bullets.

At that time, xiao qing was still very innocent.

Sometimes, when fu qing found out that he was staring at her with a strange look, she would be very angry, but this guy was able to solve the questions that she had just told him in detail.

At this point, fu qing completely believed that this guy was smart, but he didn' t need to be in a proper place.

Later, fu qing asked his mother why she was only seventeen years old. Why was she so reassured by the boy she brought with her ... It felt like her mother was eager to marry her.

Jiang yuxin gently stroked her daughter's dark hair and her eyes remained fixed on her as if every glance was the last.

Then she paid off the answer:" I am more relieved to have someone to take care of you." And this child named ye yimo looks pretty good. The way he looks at you is very special ..."

Three months later, she could go to the college entrance examination and enroll in her favorite college of art. Ye yimo was using his head to guarantee that he would be able to get into the exam.

However, there was a small incident in the middle. Fu qing and ye yimo were waiting for their mother outside the examination hall. She clearly said that she would come, but her mother did not show up until she entered the venue.

Ye yimo patted her on the shoulder, reassuring her to take the exam. She would go and see what was going on with her mother.

However, at the corner of the road, ye yimo saw jiang yuxin with a blank face.

She said she was lost ...

After the exam ended, she began to pay for her tuition fees, and ye yimo seemed to be getting busy as well.they hadn' t seen each other for a few days.

One day, when he paid for the painting in the villa, he received a call from the police station.

Her mother jumped off a building and killed herself!

Fu qing had already forgotten how he went to the police station that day and how he came out of the morgue, standing at the gate.

The weather that day was very suitable. Fu qing's heart was still tense and the string was broken. Tears gushed out and the heavy rain fell.

When ye yimo heard the news, he immediately put down everything in his hands and rushed to the police station.

When he arrived, fu qing stood in a daze at the entrance of the police station. The rainstorm had been beating on her frail body, covering her tears, but it could not hide her sadness.

He got out of the car, took an umbrella, and rushed to fu qing. He grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms.

"It's okay, be good, it's okay ..."

"No, no, I have nothing. "Fu qing murmured softly, the rain was very loud, matching her trembling voice and sadness.

"Silly, why not? You still have me. I will be there for you. "Ye yimo said emotionally. He had lost his family, but he had never been as desperate as her.

"It's gone, there's really nothing left ... I should have stayed with her ... I didn' t know anything ... I was painting in the house just now ..." Fu qing blamed himself.

"I know, I know ... Be good, I know. "

The umbrella in ye yimo's hand fell, leaving only the scene of the two hugging each other. There was no romantic and beautiful scene, only endless bitterness ...

Fu qing kept repeating those words, blaming herself, regret, pain, despair ... All her emotions were slowly disintegrating inside her. Ye yimo comforted her softly and hugged her. An hour later, she drove him home.

Until now, ye yimo still remembered the way he had paid the bill at that time. It was as if his soul had been drained and he was so helpless that he couldn' t even breathe.

If this was the worst case scenario, ye yimo thought, how could she survive it? After all, life was unpredictable.

However, when they returned to their villa, they found that someone had already left something that belonged to their mother and daughter at the door.

Ye yimo held fu qing's hand and unconsciously exerted force. He walked to a man who was throwing something and stopped. His expression was extremely cold.

When the man saw this, he immediately threw down the things in his hands and ran into the house.

It was the first time he had met qiao hui formally, because ye yimo had always been the ceo of the yongye group. Although the rumors were endless, there weren' t many people who had actually met him.

When qiao hui saw fu qing, she looked at ye yimo and naturally recalled that this pretty boy in front of her should be one of her little boyfriends. She must have just reached adulthood and was just fooling around outside. She was like a mother, like a daughter, and qiao hui's expression became even more disdainful.

"What are you doing? "Asked ye in a deep voice.

"What? "My husband bought the house, of course he took it back. "

"This is my mother's ..." Fu qing stood behind ye yimo and said feebly.

"Your mother, where is mother now? Qiao hui crossed her arms. At that time, she was quite pretty, but she was not particularly outstanding compared to fu qing's mother.

At that time, with mo ting, he couldn' t figure out why fu guoming would abandon such a precious wife and have sex with this woman.

However, the two of them had the same greedy and selfish personality, which made him think that the two of them were a match made in heaven!

"Mrs. Fu, shall we remove all these things for her? "Asked a young man who was in charge of carrying things.

"No ..." Qiao hui's face turned grim as she said decisively," burn them all. "