Ye Tiancheng didn't argue with Concubine Ye, but spoke again: "As long as you leave the Ye family and don't entangle with Huiru and Yaya anymore, I can give in one more step." “

Concubine Ye was not interested in listening to his concessions, and without waiting for him to speak, she interrupted: "Mr. Ye, forget it, I don't dare to be interested in the things that my mother left back then, let's stay in your hands and grow stronger, as for this house, I have lived in it for the first eighteen years, except for the board bed in the prison, I can't sleep anywhere else, either you will send me to prison again, or no one will care where I live!" ”

Ye Tiancheng frowned and stared at Concubine Ye in front of him: "Concubine, you can't be too arrogant, don't think that you don't have enough evidence to kill Mrs. Song, you can get away with it forever, I really regret that I spoiled you like this in the first place, it's just a sin!"

"Hehe, Ye Tiancheng, are you really sure that I am the murderer? Ask yourself, when did you ever trust me? But also, even I have been deceived by Jiang Huiru for so many years, presumably you are no better. But don't worry, I'll always live here, and I'll see what happens to you all in the end! ”

Concubine Ye's tone suddenly became sharp, making Ye Tian angry, and the peace between the two was broken in an instant: "Good, good!" You just stay here, I want to see how long Su Mohan can protect you! ”

"You don't have to worry about that, Mr. Ye." Concubine Ye got up and turned her head to leave, holding back her tears without letting her tears flow.

As soon as she walked out of the study, Concubine Ye saw Ye Ya, who was wearing a light green suit, looking at her with a smile, her expression full of flamboyance.

Ye Ya took a few steps closer and whispered in Concubine Ye's ear, "How is it?" Doesn't it taste good? At the beginning, you were the pearl in your father's heart, but unfortunately, now, I, Ye Ya, are. ”

Concubine Ye coldly glanced at Ye Ya in front of her, and said unhurriedly: "I really don't know what you have to be proud of, it's your turn to do what I don't want, are you so happy?" ”

Ye Ya was choked, and stared at Concubine Ye without speaking.

Concubine Ye snorted disdainfully and turned back to the room.

After returning to the room, Concubine Ye washed her face and regained her composure for a long time.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Concubine Ye couldn't help but laugh at herself, she was still a human being in the end, not steel, nor cement, and every time she looked at the faces of these former family members, she would still be hurt.

After taking a shower, Concubine Ye changed her pajamas and returned to the bed to lie down, her emotions had almost adjusted, she glanced at her phone, and saw that Su Mohan had sent her a message, and Concubine Ye's face looked better.

Clicking on the text message, it turned out to be an MMS message, and as soon as I opened it, a photo popped up.

Concubine Ye was still full of joy, but when she opened it, she saw that it was a screenshot of a web page......

After carefully reading the text, Concubine Ye's cheeks were slightly hot, and she obediently got up from the quilt and turned out the ball of wool and scarf books stuffed under the table.

The knitting needles are straightened, well, and the yarn is in place...... Well, the book is also spread out......

Seeing that everything was ready, Concubine Ye hurriedly picked up her mobile phone and took a selfie, and then sent it to Su Mohan by MMS, and did not forget to make a note below: The concubine is struggling.

It turned out that Su Mohan just sent her a photo of a screenshot of the poster, I don't know what the title of the post bar is, but the screenshots show all kinds of shows of affection.