Looking at the graceful and feminine figure in front of him, Ye Fan's gaze was a little dazed for a while.

This...... Is this his own biological mother?

Yang Bihui looks only in her early thirties, not at all like a half-aged in her forties and fifties, the years have left almost no traces of wind and frost on her body, but she has a mature charm.

Her hair is quite delicate, and the black velvet cheongsam is embroidered with a few peonies, dignified and gorgeous, without losing the charming side of a woman, and her gestures are like a model of ladies in the old era.

"Good evening, Lady Melinda!" Catherine's greeting woke Ye Fan from his trance.

Fortunately, he is now showing Robin's face, and with a different face, it is not easy for people to see the true emotions in his heart.

Yang Bihui and the old servant approached them, and Catherine also took Ye Fan's arm and greeted him generously.

"Catherine, if I'm not mistaken, this is ...... Mr. Robin?" Yang Bihui smiled slightly, stopped, and star-like eyes intertwined on Ye Fan and Catherine's faces.

"Do you know Robin?" Catherine suddenly felt weak, if she and Robin Pan met, would she be a goof?

Yang Bihui smiled and said: "I have seen it on TV and in the newspapers, Mr. Robin, the leader of the House of Representatives, I think most people who care about the news will know you, right?"

Fortunately, it was not an old acquaintance, Ye Fan was almost shocked by her cold sweat, quickly reined in all kinds of messy emotions, and said calmly with his hands in his pockets: "Madam, I am no longer a member of the House of Representatives, and before I came to you, I had already submitted a letter of resignation to Mr. President." ”

"Really?" Yang Bihui didn't seem to care about his career, and smiled and sent an invitation to Catherine: "Catherine, let's go into the house and talk." ”

"Can Robin come along?" Catherine grabbed the old man's arm and snuggled up to him with a shy face, "He's my fiancé." ”

A different color flashed in the depths of Yang Bihui's eyes, but he smiled and declined: "Catherine, I want to talk to you alone, Mr. Robin, if you don't mind, you can walk around here casually." ”

"I don't mind. Ye Fan was worried that he had no way to get out, and he became like this to stay with his own mother, on the surface, there was nothing abnormal, but in his heart he was inevitably embarrassed, and he felt at a loss.

After all, it was the first time to meet, and it was really difficult to transcend the psychological reaction of normal people.

"Martin, you can go with Mr. Robin!" Yang Bihui instructed the butler, and beckoned Catherine into the living room of the small building.

Ye Fan touched the hooked nose, judging from the contact just now, it seems that Yang Bihui doesn't treat himself as Robin very well. As the queen of the media, what is she inviting Catherine to talk about late at night?

"Mr. Robin, please, I think you will be interested in Ms. Melinda's collection. Martin, who was gray-haired, guided Ye Fan and walked from the path of the villa, where there were still a few houses.

The mansions of the wealthy in the United States are often deep and quiet, covering an extremely large area, and do not reach the minimum limit of three hectares, and cannot even be called villas. Yang Bihui's private residence is a typical European style, with more than 30 rooms, but only two servants and one housekeeper.

Martin led Ye Fan into one of the houses, and after pushing the door open, there was a hole, what Ye Fan didn't expect was that here, there were a large number of old guns, old military uniforms, and all kinds of nostalgic old objects!

"Ms. Melinda's collection is truly special. Ye Fan showed a little surprise.

"Yes, these are all kinds of collections after World War II, around the 80s of the last century, both American and Chinese, oh, and firearms used in the Vietnam campaign. Martin introduced him one by one: "You see, the Browning machine gun was purchased from a private collector in Asia, and these ** are all proof of the war." ”

Ye Fan nodded slightly, but a question arose in his heart, Yang Bihui is a woman who lives alone, what is she doing collecting these things?

If she is obsessed with the events of that year and can't forget Ye Guofeng, who died on the battlefield, why did she stay alone in the United States and unwilling to return to China? Yang Chongyan is still there, and her parents are alive, so why do she avoid it?

With doubts in mind, Ye Fan followed Martin to take a deep tour of her collection and stayed for a long time in front of an old military uniform from the war years.

"This is the military uniform of Chinese soldiers during the Vietnam War. Martin introduced, "In that room upstairs, there are the most cherished things of Lady Melinda, please come with me." ”

Ye Fan was silent, he became more and more suspicious that Yang Bihui's mental state was normal, no woman would collect these things, this was a man's position, and no woman should get involved.

Following Martin upstairs, Ye Fan came to a room, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a sketch portrait hanging on the wall!

Seeing this portrait, his face was slightly moved, it was clearly his infant self twenty years ago!

As he was distracted, Martin quietly turned and exited the room, clicked the door shut.

"Huh?" Ye Fan suddenly came back to his senses and asked in a loud voice, "Mr. Martin, what are you doing here?"

The answer to him was three clicks, as if something had been touched, and the three walls of the room rose at the same time, revealing transparent glass walls, the center of each of which was mixed with dense metal railings, forming an impenetrable cage of secret rooms!

Mr. Martin slowly walked to the corridor on the side and looked at Ye Fan with indifference in his eyes.

"Mr. Robin, you'll find out soon!"

Footsteps sounded on the other side of the corridor, and Yang Bihui's figure gradually appeared in Ye Fan's field of vision.

At this moment, if you don't know the situation, you are a fool.

Yang Bihui obviously made a trap and captured Robin alive in disguise! Such a result simply made Ye Fan cry and laugh!

Standing on the opposite side of the glass, Yang Bihui looked at him lightly and asked calmly, "Mr. Robin, do you think it's strange, why did I do this?"

"I don't understand. Ye Fan spread out his hands and made an innocent appearance: "Madam, have you made a mistake?" Where is Catherine?"

"Hehe, Director Robin, you are now the leader of the United States, you must have forgotten what you did twenty years ago!" Yang Bihui looked at him coldly: "A cold-blooded and ruthless person like you will also care about the safety of others?"

"Twenty years ago......" Ye Fan lowered his head and thought for a while, and pretended to say: "At that time, I was in the CIA, and I really forgot what I did. Please forgive me for my mistake if I offend you, after all, it is based on national security......"

"You haven't forgotten at all!" Yang Bihui screamed angrily: "What you have done yourself, you know very well, until today, you have repeatedly poisoned my son, and you still refuse to let us go, you hypocritical politician, vicious spy leader!"

Son...... Hearing her say this word in person, Ye Fan felt all kinds of feelings in his heart, and it was indescribable.

It turned out that Yang Bihui had always known about his existence and had been secretly monitoring Robin's every move. Today, in order to protect his son, he finally stopped forbearance, and designed to introduce "Robin" into a trap!

"Don't you have anything to say? Robin Pan! You have today, it is completely self-inflicted, karma! I have been waiting for this day for twenty years!" Yang Bihui waved his arms, his emotions were extremely excited, "You and your country will pay a heavy price for this!"

"Well, ma'am, I'd love to know what you can make America pay. Ye Fan hugged his arms, pretended to be indifferent and asked, "If you can, how will you get out?"