Chapter 257: Ye Qinqin's mother's favorite landscape ink painting
Gu Xinyan's eyes were painful.
looked at Ye Qinqin intently.
Ye Qinqin looked at each other calmly.
"Okay, I'll leave Ye Xiaoshan's child." Gu Xinyan said bitterly.
He couldn't refuse.
Gu Xinyan's eyes were cold, and he swept towards Ye Xiaoshan on the side.
Ye Xiaoshan's scalp was numb, and her heart trembled.
"Mom, let's go."
He withdrew his cold thread, got up, and left.
Gu Mu glared at Ye Xiaoshan.
Said contemptuously: "It's really shameless." ”
Hurriedly left with Gu Xinyan.
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Ye Xiaoshan saw Gu Xinyan leave.
Take a long breath.
She was finally able to save the baby in her belly.
But why is my heart more and more uneasy?
Her goals.
It is to become an upright Mrs. Gu.
She wanted to stop Gu Xinyan.
But the voice was stuck in the throat.
I could only watch Gu Xinyan leave with a cold expression.
In my heart, there is a feeling of picking up a stone and hitting my own feet.
It was clear that everything was going according to her plan.
The result was beyond her expectations.
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Ye Qinqin took Song Yuyi's hand.
Turn around and leave quickly.
I don't want to stay for a second.
Song Yuyi hugged Ye Qinqin and drove directly to Ye's villa.
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Yip's Villa.
A group of workers carefully dismantled Ye's villa, and every brick was carefully turned over and over, eager to drill a hole in the brick.
Find out what goes wrong.
As for the furniture and appliances in the villa.
There is already a special person who is responsible for arranging drop-off at a nearby hotel.
It must not be damaged in any way.
Ye Qinqin was a little disappointed.
Why haven't we found a clue yet?
"Don't worry." Song Yuyi said softly.
His eyes were burning and he carefully looked at everything in the Ye Villa.
Ye Qinqin nodded.
Calm down and think carefully.
In my heart, there was a sudden movement.
She remembered that her mother used to like to look at a landscape painting in the bedroom.
A few strokes of ink and white water.
There is a sense of emptiness in the distant mountains.
It's like walking in a black and white wilderness.
At a glance, you can see ahead.
Walk to your destination.
Look around.
The surrounding landscape remains desolate and unchanged.
The landscape remains unchanged.
What has changed is just the attachment in the heart.
"Brother Yi, you come with me." Ye Qinqin grabbed Song Yuyi's hand.
Come to the bedroom.
Ye Qinqin was full of hope and wanted to find the landscape ink painting that his mother liked to see.
But the walls were empty in front of me.
Tell her.
The ink painting that my mother liked.
It's gone.
Song Yuyi looked at Ye Qinqin and looked at the white wall stupidly.
Surprised, "Qinqin, what are you looking for!" ”
"In the past, there was a picture of my mother's favorite landscape ink painting hanging here, but now there is no more." Ye Qinqin muttered.
Song Yuyi's eyes were deep and cold.
"I asked people to search carefully, even if they dig three feet into the ground, they have to find that landscape painting." Song Yuyi flicked his fingers.
The four Song secret guards immediately left the bedroom.
Gather people to find the landscape ink painting.
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Ye Qinqin searched around in the bedroom.
In the cupboard, in the closet, under the bed......
I didn't find my mother's favorite ink painting.
"I'm so useless, I can't even protect my mother's favorite landscape ink paintings." Ye Qinqin's eyes turned red.
Biting the lip flap tightly.
My heart is very sad.
Song Yuyi stretched out his hand and hugged Ye Qinqin.
"Qinqin, this bedroom, haven't you been here for a long time?"
Ye Qinqin sobbed softly, whimpered, and nodded.
"I can't stand the fault of my uncle and aunt, and I rarely return to the Ye family."
Song Yuyi hugged Ye Qinqin tightly in her arms, patted her back gently, and said softly: "They have calculations, and you can't prevent it at all." ”