Waiting for you to fall a flower

"Okay."

Madam Shangguan told and advised a lot. Ye Beicheng nodded and agreed. His expression was calm, but his eyes were reluctant. Perhaps it was because men were more receptive and adaptable to separation than women.

When it was almost time to board the plane, Jing Ya hugged her mother-in-law and sobbed, "Take care of yourself. North city and I will wait for you to come back."

"Of course."

There was no lack of affection in the peaceful farewell scene. The boarding reminder came from the airport broadcasting hall. Madam Shangguan picked up his luggage and walked back to the ticket gate three steps at a time.

Ye Beicheng stared at his mother's back, his eyes extremely complicated, and Jing Ya followed closely behind her mother-in-law's figure. They watched Shangguan gradually go away side by side until they could not see.

The plane finally took off. Standing outside the airport, Ye Beicheng opened the door for jingya. She looked up at the sky and sighed, "It's like a dream. North city, pinch me and remind me that it's not a dream."

Ye Beicheng really stepped forward and pinched her face hard. She bared her teeth in pain and protested unhappily, "You really pinched her."

"Remind you this is not a dream."

"Then don't do it so hard."

"How can you feel the pain if it's not heavy? It doesn't hurt. How can you be sure it's not a dream?"

She glared at him and turned to get into the car. Ye Beicheng started the engine, "Where are you going?"

"Nonsense, work, of course."

"Didn't you say you were resigning?"

"That was the angry thing I said last time."

"So you really want to stay in that tens of square meters for the rest of your life?"

Jing Ya shook his head, "Of course not. When you need me, I'll come back to you."

"I need you every day."

Ye Beicheng smiled evilly. Jing Ya knew he was teasing her on purpose, so he grunted unhappily, "I'm not talking about physical needs!"

Halfway through the car, Jing Ya was drowsy. He pinched her. She woke up and was angry, "Why did you pinch me again? Are you addicted to it?"

"Can I make a bet with you?"

She became interested, "Oh, what bet?" She was the only one who had ever made a bet with him. When was his turn to bet with her?

"The ring box mom gave you just now has no ring in it. Do you believe it?"

"How is that possible!"

She quickly turned around and grabbed her purse from the back seat, pulling the link and muttering, "She said she would give it to me."

She took out the box and was about to open it when Ye Beicheng held her hand, "What are you betting on?"

"You can bet whatever you want."

"Okay, then let's bet that when we get close, we don't take medicine or wear condoms, okay?"

Jingya spat out blood and said with disdain, "Ye Beicheng, you're so dirty."

"Do you dare to bet?"

"You can bet. Whoever's afraid of you."

Ye Beicheng retracted his left hand and waited for Jing Ya to reveal the answer.

The lid of the box snapped open, and at the same time, Jing Ya was dumbfounded...

There was nothing on the black silk cloth, not to mention no ring, not even half of it could be seen on the white paper. She stared at the empty box in a daze, her mind blank, and had never thought of such a result.

"Yu Jingya, you lost."

Ye Beicheng reminded him in real time, and his lips rose with a hint of triumph.

"How did this happen?" She frowned, then suddenly realized that she had sharply shifted her gaze to her husband on the right and asked in a deep voice, "Did you take it off for me?"

"I've been with you since I left the hotel. How do I get it?"

Jing Ya bit his lower lip, "That's what you and mom did on purpose!"

It must be, otherwise how could he be so sure that there must be no ring in the box and that bet...

"No." Ye Beicheng shook his head firmly.

"Don't lie to me. Bring it here." She reached out her hand to him.

"Take what?"

"The ring."

"Not here."

Jing ya didn't believe it, "No way. Mom must have given you the ring."

Ye Beicheng gave her an angry look, "I'll say it again. I didn't. As for the reason, think about it for yourself."

After he finished speaking, he sped up and the car quickly drove to the entrance of the magazine. Jing Ya jumped out of the car gloomily and lay down by the window, still asking, "Is it at your place?"

"That was the last time I answered you, so now I have the right to remain silent."

He smiled meaningfully, started the engine, and flew away...

Jing Ya stared at the place where his car had disappeared and stood there wondering why the ring box was empty. How could it be empty? How could it be empty?

Unhappily, she entered the office as if she had lost her soul. She sat in her seat, put the ring box in front of her eyes, and bit her lower lip tightly. Every time she couldn't make up her mind, she would do what she was used to.

An idea flashed through her mind and she shook her head worriedly, "No, definitely not."

But if not, what else could it be?

She should have believed in Ye Beicheng and would not play such a silly joke on her. Although she really hoped that this idea was wrong, at the moment, it was not what she wanted, it was just what she wanted...

No longer in the mood to work, she greeted her colleagues and ran out of the magazine with her bag.

Facing the sun, she repeatedly asked herself, "Have you been deceived? Was Madam Shangguan a fake? Is it all a conspiracy?"

The more she thought about it, the more horrified she became. Although it was already warm in spring and may, all her pores felt chilly.

She took out her cell phone and dialed Ye Beicheng's number. As soon as the call was connected, she couldn't wait to say, "Honey, I suspect this mother is fake!"

"I don't want to hear anything uncertain. If you want me to believe you, show me the evidence. Otherwise, don't disturb me. I'll be very busy today."

Pa, he hung up. Jing Ya looked at his phone and wondered if he had made the wrong call...

She stopped a taxi, and the first thing to do now was to make sure that there was really a real estate woman named qi hongyu in Xiangyang city!

The taxi stopped in front of the Ye group. Jing Ya went straight into the office and went to the thirteenth floor. Instead of stopping at Ceo's office, he walked into the assistant room.

"Li Da!" She shouted.

Li Da, who was immersed in his work, suddenly heard someone calling his name. He quickly looked up and saw that it was the madam of the general manager. He immediately got up and said, "Madam, are you looking for me?"

"Yeah." She stood in front of him and said, "Check something for me."

"What is it?" Li Da asked in surprise.

"Find out if there is a strong woman in Xiangyang city, about fifty years old, who is in the real estate business."

Jing Ya patted his room, "Please, I want the results today."

Li da kancan smiled, "Madam, president ye has arranged a lot of things for me today. How can I have time..."

"What? I'm not Vice president anymore, so I can't do anything for me, right?"

"It's not like that. The point is, I'm really busy..."

"If Ye Boss had arranged for you, would you have been busy with him?"

Li Da wiped his sweat, "Well... He's my boss. How dare I?"

"That's it. He's your boss. You don't dare. I'm not your boss, so you dare?"

"That's not what I meant. I can check for you, but you're in a hurry. Even if Ye Boss told me to, he never set a time limit for me..."

"Is it hard for me to ask you to look into this? You're a senior special assistant who asked you to investigate someone. You don't need another ten and a half days, do you?"

Jing Ya pressed on, and Li Da sighed, "Okay, I'll call you before three in the afternoon."

She nodded, "Ok."

After leaving the assistant room and passing by Ceo's office, she stopped and wondered if she should go in. Thinking of what Ye Beicheng had said on the phone, she gritted her teeth and turned to leave.

Li Da's efficiency has always been commendable, and it must be beautiful to do anything without doing it.

At two o' clock in the afternoon, Jing Ya received a call from him -

"Madam, I checked. There are no real estate strong women in Xiangyang city."

"Are you sure?" Her heart suddenly turned cold.

"I'm sure, very sure."

"Okay, I see..."

She hung up the phone in a daze and collapsed into a chair. Qi hongyu was a nonexistent person, which proved that Madam Shangguan was also a nonexistent person.

At night, she stood outside the Ye family house waiting for Ye Beicheng to come back. At seven o' clock sharp, the familiar car caught her sight. The car stopped. She walked up and told the man in front of her with a serious face, "North city, she's really fake."

"Who do you mean?"

"Your mother, Shangguan Ziyu, who we know, is a fake."

"What evidence do you have?"

Ye Beicheng asked in a deep voice, and Jing Ya answered with certainty, "First of all, she doesn't have a ring at all. All the boxes are empty. Second, I've already asked li da to check. There is no woman named qi hongyu in Xiangyang city!"

"Then who did you bring back from Beijing?" He asked back.

"How would I know..."

Jing Ya stomped his feet in frustration.

"But if she wasn't your mother, how could she know so much about your mother's past?"

Ye Beicheng sighed heavily, "Tell me after you figure it out."

He bypassed her and walked straight into the house. Jing Ya grumbled gloomily, "It's clearly your mother. Why do you have such a nonchalant attitude?"

In the night, Jing Ya repeated in front of Ye Beicheng, "North city, is that Shangguan really fake? You don't still believe that she's your mother, do you?"

"As you said, she knows all about my mother's past. If it weren't for her, would you know everything about another person?"

It is possible that she is very familiar with your mother. For example, two people are very close. One person will definitely tell the other about her past."

"What about the motive?" Ye Beicheng raised his eyebrows, "What's the motive? What's the motive for impersonating my mother?"

"I also want to know what her motive is..."

He sighed in frustration. He had been happy for so long, but it was an empty joy.

"I've decided!"

"Decide what?" Ye Beicheng asked angrily.

"I'm going to Beijing again tomorrow."

"Looking for my mother?"

"Give it back to your mother? That's not your mother! Go find the woman who lied to me! I must find out why she lied to us. What was her motive?!"