After being beaten, the fake daughter stood up and killed

Dream?

This time it was Zhou Haiting's turn to be confused.

What kind of dream did Ye Mingzhu have last night that made her in such a bad mood today?

After thinking for a while with his eyes lowered secretly, Zhou Haiting chose to ask directly when he couldn't guess.

"What did you dream about last night?"

"I...dreamed..."

Ye Mingzhu frowned and thought about it again, then suddenly, with an unhappy look on her face, she slapped away Zhou Haiting's big hand that was touching her little face.

"Master Zhou, you're trying to trick me again, but I won't tell you!"

"..."

Is this woman playing tricks on him over and over again?

Zhou Haiting was speechless for a moment, and his handsome face turned gloomy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Mingzhu refused to tell him what her dream was about, so that dream was most likely about her own secret!

Seven years ago, Zhou Haiting discovered that Ye Mingzhu was completely different from the Ye Mingzhu he sent Liang Si to investigate.

At first, Zhou Haiting had been doubting that Ye Mingzhu was no longer Ye Mingzhu.

But Ye Mingzhu never revealed any flaws in front of him, and Zhou Haiting could do nothing about her.

Later, Zhou Haiting fell in love with Ye Mingzhu, so he stopped letting Liang Si continue to secretly investigate her.

Because he no longer cared why Ye Mingzhu was so different from the original Ye Mingzhu.

He only cares about whether Ye Mingzhu likes him or not.

Now that feeling of suspicion was playing tricks on Zhou Haiting's mind again.

He looked at Ye Mingzhu, as if he wanted to see through her appearance and into her true heart.

"Hey, Master Zhou, why are you angry again?"

Ye Mingzhu squinted her eyes and burped uncomfortably. Seeing Zhou Haiting staring at her for a long time without saying anything,

She immediately pouted unhappily.

Why does the villain get angry so easily? I don’t think I said anything.

"I'm mad because you didn't tell me what you dreamed about last night!"

Seeing Ye Mingzhu's drunken and confused look, Zhou Haiting pursed his thin crimson lips calmly.

Decided to ask Ye Mingzhu again.

Because this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make some good conversation. If Zhou Haiting missed it tonight, he felt that he would never have such an opportunity again.

"You want to know so much?"

Ye Mingzhu laughed foolishly and suddenly fell into Zhou Haiting's arms.

She raised her hands and put them on his infuriatingly handsome face, rubbing the man's face hard like kneading dough.

After a while, Zhou Haiting's handsome face was rubbed red by Ye Mingzhu.

Ye Mingzhu felt that Zhou Haiting's face was very nice to touch, so she smiled even more happily.

"Master Zhou, I've actually wanted to do this to you for a long time. It's your fault that you always face me with a stern face. I hate you so much!"

"..."

Zhou Haiting was speechless again.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Haiting let Ye Mingzhu continue to rub his handsome face and repeated the question softly.

"Ye Mingzhu, what dream did you have last night that made you so upset today?"

"Master Zhou, do you want to know so much?"

Ye Mingzhu laughed foolishly again, and her flushed face slowly pressed against Zhou Haiting's profile.

She put her little mouth close to his ear and whispered.

"Since you want to know so much, I'll tell you in secret, but you can't tell anyone else!"

There is a play!

Upon hearing this, a light suddenly burst out in Zhou Haiting's eyes, and then quickly went out.

"Last night I dreamt that when I was a child, my biological mother sold me to my biological father.

The picture of my dear mother taking the money given by my father and walking away happily hand in hand with her lover. "

Zhou Haiting initially thought that Ye Mingzhu was making up stories to deceive him.

But when he saw the tears suddenly flashing in Ye Mingzhu's eyes, he felt that Ye Mingzhu was not lying to him.

But what Ye Mingzhu said... doesn't match her actual situation at all!

Zhou Haiting had investigated Ye Mingzhu before, so he knew Ye Mingzhu's background very well.

Ye Mingzhu and Jiang Xiaoyu were swapped since childhood and have been the eldest daughter of the Ye family for more than 20 years.

Her biological parents were honest farmers in a small mountain village, and there was no such thing as her biological mother selling her to her biological father.

Unless she is no longer the real Ye Mingzhu!

Such a dangerous thought flashed through Zhou Haiting's mind, making his puzzled eyes instantly turn cold.

Ye Mingzhu is no longer Ye Mingzhu, so who is this woman lying in his arms now?

"Then why did you have such a dream?"

In order to thoroughly find out who this Ye Mingzhu he likes is, Zhou Haiting decided to continue asking questions.

“That was my personal experience when I was a kid!”

Ye Mingzhu hugged Zhou Haiting's neck with both hands and still smiled foolishly, but her drunken eyes were covered with a layer of cold tears.

"My biological father had many lovers, and my biological mother was just one of them.

I have many half-brothers and sisters..."

Maybe Ye Mingzhu really wanted to find someone to talk to at this moment.

Because these negative emotions have been suppressed in her for many years, once she starts talking, she can't stop.

Zhou Haiting also heard a very pitiful story of a little girl from Ye Mingzhu's narration while she was burping continuously.

The little girl in the story has an irresponsible mother and a philandering and heartless father.

There is also a group of half-siblings with bad intentions.

Compared to the little girl in Ye Mingzhu's story, Zhou Haiting felt that his childhood was a bit miserable.

But at least he had a brief period of happy childhood and parents who loved him with all their hearts.

Is this what Ye Mingzhu is experiencing now?

Zhou Haiting's eyes darkened, and he took the initiative to pry Ye Mingzhu's hands off his neck.

At the same time, he pushed her away a little and saw the expression on her face clearly.

The expression on Ye Mingzhu's face at this moment was a kind of numbness and coldness as if she was lost in memories.

A crystal teardrop had already appeared in the corner of my eye without me noticing.

Ye Mingzhu is not at all pitiful, weak and helpless, but in Zhou Haiting's eyes,

But my heart couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in my chest.

"Ye Mingzhu, tell me, who are you?"

Extending his fingertips to gently wipe away the remaining tear from the corner of Ye Mingzhu's eyes, Zhou Haiting lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth.

He coaxed her into telling the truth in a low voice.

"Of course I am Ye Mingzhu!"

Ye Mingzhu involuntarily fell back into Zhou Haiting's arms, closed her eyes and hummed.

"My name is Ye Mingzhu, and I come from... huh? Where am I from? Why can't I remember it? Forget it, never mind, let's go to sleep first..."

At the end of humming, Ye Mingzhu passed out drunk in Zhou Haiting's arms.

"..."

Damn it, he would have found out the truth soon, but the damn woman Ye Mingzhu actually got drunk and fell asleep!

At this moment, Zhou Haiting felt like a thousand horses were galloping through his heart.

He shook Ye Mingzhu who had fallen asleep in his arms vigorously, but when he found that he couldn't wake her up, he continued to ask her for clarification.

Zhou Haiting had no choice but to carry her to his bed with a gloomy face and let her sleep.

But Zhou Haiting did not gain nothing tonight. At least he knew that the Ye Mingzhu he loved was not the original Ye Mingzhu.

And found out her background.

Because of his own tragic childhood experiences, Zhou Haiting can empathize with Ye Mingzhu very well.

It’s like a person walking alone in the dark has finally found a kindred spirit. They can lean on each other for warmth and walk hand in hand until they find the bright intersection and are reborn.

No matter whether Ye Mingzhu is a human or a ghost, he will never let her leave his side!

Slowly straightening up and looking at Ye Mingzhu who was sleeping soundly on the bed, Zhou Haiting secretly swore to himself in his heart.

His eyes were dark and determined.