Her voice is really enlightening!

"Have you ever seen that girl named Yan Ling, is she really as well-behaved and beautiful as in the photo?" Mrs. Yi remembered something, and looked at the old waiter suddenly, her eyes full of expectation.

"Mrs. Hui, Miss Yan Ling is not on camera, she herself is much better than the photo." The old waiter said with a smile.

"That's good! That's good! Match my family's voice! The smile on the corner of Mrs. Yi's mouth couldn't be hidden.

"Madam, the young master is still folding flowers inside, do you want to go in and call him?" The old waiter looked at Mrs. Yi with a smile on her face and asked respectfully.

"Don't don't, don't call him, and don't tell him that I've been here, let him fold the flowers well and attentively, and marry my daughter-in-law back as soon as possible!"

Mrs. Yi looked at the paper rose in her hand, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of joy, where did she remember that she had just come to settle accounts with her son.

dragged her husband and hurriedly left quietly.

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"Huh-" A luxury car stopped steadily in front of a chic villa.

"Ms. Yang, according to your description, the last person to see Mr. Wei said this is the place." The private detective beside Yang Muya spoke respectfully.

"The owner of this villa, originally surnamed Xia, I heard that more than four years ago, because of a car accident, the family property was divided by relatives, and the owner changed here, and the people who currently live in it should be the original relatives of the Xia family."

"......" Yang Muya looked at the villa in front of her, and her pupils tightened slightly.

It was indeed very similar to the style that she remembered the person liked.

She reached out and pushed the car door, walked towards the door of the villa, and rang the doorbell.

"Who are you looking for?" In the villa, someone came out very quickly.

Seeing that Yang Muya was not badly dressed, the person was even more extravagant, and spoke very politely.

"I'm visiting the owner of this villa, my surname is Yang, and this is my business card." Yang Muya handed the business card to the person who opened the door, and the other party glanced at it before looking up at her again.

"Wait a minute, I'll go in and ask you."

Soon, a middle-aged man walked out of the villa.

Along the way, he also scolded the person who went to report, "Just a stranger who says to visit me, when I am here in a guest house?" You can't do anything, you can't do this kind of trivial thing, just blow people away......"

The door of the villa opened, and as soon as the middle-aged man who came out saw Yang Muya, who was standing at the door, with elegant manners and a noble air all over his body, his face was disdainful, and his eyes changed instantly.

"May I ask who you are?"

"I'm looking for someone, his name is Wei Qingsi, someone has seen him here." Yang Muya looked at the man in front of her with lust in disgust, and asked patiently.

"The surname Wei? I'm here in a private villa, living in a family, I don't know what Wei is doing, you're in the wrong place! As soon as he saw that he was looking for someone, the middle-aged man's face darkened, and he turned around and prepared to close the door.

"Wait a minute, I have a portrait of him, you can take a look at it before you make up your mind." Yang Muya handed the sketch in her hand to the man.

The photos of her and Wei Qingsi were all burned by Yang Zuo.

The only thing that can be taken out is the sketch she drew by herself.

It's been more than 20 years, and his appearance should have changed a long time ago......

"I don't even have a photo, who can recognize it......" The middle-aged man's voice did not fall, and when he saw the portrait in her hand, his face changed suddenly!