What age are you in, and you’re still a traditional villain?

Zhang Qiqi turned around and walked angrily towards Mo Fan who was following behind her. Mo Fan, who was behind her, saw Zhang Qiqi walking towards him and pretended to look elsewhere.

Here.

Ye Ling'er glanced at the two people behind her and continued walking forward tactfully. She knew that Zhang Qiqi was very annoyed with Mo Fan. Since Zhang Qiqi said she would handle it and didn't call her to join in, it meant that Zhang Qiqi wanted to solve it herself.

"I'll walk around by myself first. When I'm done, Qiqi will have almost finished it when I come back."

Ye Ling'er put her hands in her coat pockets, humming a popular song, and continued walking forward.

After walking about half a circle of the playground, I suddenly saw a man standing in front of me, who was wrapped up tightly. The man was wearing a black sweatshirt and a baseball cap with the brim pulled down very low. The hood of the sweatshirt was superimposed on the baseball cap. He stood under the street light, staring straight at Ye Ling'er who was walking towards him.

That look made Ye Ling'er's hair stand on end. She immediately stopped and turned around to leave. This was the school playground, and it was full of people.

She was not worried that anyone would dare to do anything on the school playground, but the man's gaze made her feel uncomfortable, as if she was a hunter staring at his prey, or as if a wretched man who had not touched a woman for many years finally saw the woman's fiery eyes, as if he would devour her in the next second.

"Ling'er."

However, just as Ye Ling'er turned around and was about to leave, the man standing under the street light suddenly spoke.

For some reason, Ye Ling'er always felt that this voice was somewhat familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before, but she couldn't remember it for a moment.

She glanced around and saw students coming and going everywhere. Less than four meters to her left, there were two sports students setting up a stall, selling pink Barbie dolls with luminous lights.

If there is danger, just shout "molest!"

Ye Ling'er looked at the man under the street light warily: "Who are you?"

Although there were students running and walking around the playground everywhere, Ye Ling'er's vigilance did not decrease. She silently practiced the women's self-defense techniques that she had learned from Cao Jinyan in the Cao family over the past few days.

Women's self-defense technique - kicking the crotch!

The man under the street light took off his mask and sunglasses, revealing an ordinary face: "Ling'er, it's only been a few years since we last met, have you forgotten me so quickly?"

Ye Linger stared at the face that couldn't be more ordinary and shook her head: "I don't know him."

Ye Chen was not disappointed and continued to take off the hood of his sweatshirt: "Ling'er, do you still remember Ye Chen?"

At first Ye Ling'er couldn't remember who 'Ye Chen' was, but after thinking about it for a few seconds, she finally remembered.

In fact, it’s not Ye Ling’er’s fault. When Ye Chen was taken away from Ye Chong’s home by the Ye family in Jiangnan, he was only fourteen years old, and Ye Ling’er was only ten years old that year.

Ever since Ye Chen was taken away by the Ye family in Jiangnan, Ye Chen has never contacted Ye Ling'er again. When Ye Chen was first taken away by the Ye family, Ye Ling'er still missed her brother very much, and she cried and wanted to look for Ye Chen several times.

But as time went by, Ye Ling'er grew up slowly, and gradually forgot about this "brother". After growing up, she understood a lot of things, knew the class gap, and understood why Ye Chen did not contact her family after returning to the Ye family. Obviously, the Ye family was in Jiangnan City, and her family was in Anping County.

Anping County is a county town under Jiangnan City, and it takes less than an hour to drive there. Even if you don’t drive, there are many buses and coaches running between the two places every day.

Ye Ling'er didn't understand when she was a child, but she understood when she grew up.

It’s not that I’m not looking, it’s that I don’t want to look.

After thinking it through, Ye Ling'er began to resent Ye Chen, thinking that he was an ungrateful person. Her family had adopted him for so long, but he didn't even say a word of thanks when he left. If he didn't come to see her, he should at least come to visit his stepmother.

Later, the Ye family's company went bankrupt, some Ye family members jumped off buildings, some took sleeping pills, and even the Ye family's ancestral home was burned down by a fire.

The Ye family completely disappeared from Jiangnan.

She looked at the man under the street light, nodded, said she remembered, and then looked at him puzzledly, not understanding why he mentioned a dead person.

That's right, dead people.

All members of the Ye family died, and Ye Chen, as the young master of the Ye family, was naturally no exception. He also died in the fire.

When my stepmother heard the news, she cried for a while.

Hearing that Ye Ling'er still remembered him, Ye Chen was immediately very happy and took off his baseball cap: "Ling'er, I am your brother Ye Chen!"

Ye Ling'er's expression changed: "Impossible, Ye Chen is dead."

"what!"

This time it was Ye Chen's turn to be dumbfounded.

I am dead?

I do not know how!

"Ling'er, did you misunderstand something? I'm alive and well, how could I be dead?"

Ye Chen felt that Cao Jinyan must have said something that made Ye Ling'er mistakenly believe that he was dead.

"Someone must have deceived you, Ling'er. The person who deceived you has evil intentions. You should stay away from this person."

Ye Linger looked at Ye Chen again, as if she was looking at a fool: "Are you sick?"

Everyone living in Jiangnan knows that the Ye family has died out.

Is there any need to lie about something that everyone knows?

Ye Chen hurriedly explained: "Ling'er, I am really your brother Ye Chen. Back then, the Ye family was harmed by villains, and my parents were forced to jump off the building and commit suicide, but I was lucky enough to escape."

"I have been abroad for these years. Now I am back. The first thing I will do when I come back is to come to you."

Ye Chen then recounted a few things that happened between him and Ye Ling'er when they were children. These things were only known to him and Ye Ling'er, and would definitely not be known to anyone else.

After hearing this, Ye Ling'er looked at the man standing under the street light who claimed to be Ye Chen in confusion, and said, "I believe you are Ye Chen. What do you want to talk to me about?"

Such a lackluster reaction?

Knowing that I am your brother Ye Chen, shouldn’t you run over excitedly and let me hug you?

"Ling'er, I came back this time just to take you and our mother away from here."

Ye Ling'er was speechless: "Are you crazy? She is my stepmother. What does it have to do with you? Besides, my stepmother and I live very well in Daxia. Why should we go abroad with you? Who are you?"

"I am your brother Ye Chen."

"Haha!" Ye Ling'er shook her head speechlessly: "Even if you are really Ye Chen, it has nothing to do with me. You are just an ungrateful person that my stepmother picked up and raised for a few years."

"Don't come to me again."

At this time, Zhang Qiqi rushed up from behind, panting: "Ling'er, I have solved it all."

After walking up, she noticed the man standing not far in front of Ye Ling'er, and she also realized that there was something wrong with the atmosphere between the two of them.

how to say.

It was just like the feeling she had when she met Mo Fan face to face.

"Ling'er, who is he?"

"I don't know. I don't know him. He might be a lunatic who escaped from a mental hospital. We should stay away from such people." Ye Ling'er shook her head and took Zhang Qiqi's arm: "Let's go."

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