Ling Yiyi was about to hang up the phone after saying this.

Uncle Jiang on the other end spoke quickly, "Yiyi, I know who the real murderer was who harmed your family back then. Zhang Xufeng was just a cover!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ling Yiyi was forcibly controlled.

Her fingers gradually tightened, and she thought of Zhang Xufeng who was being taken away and tortured by Ah Xiong, and took several deep breaths.

"Send me the address and I'll be there shortly."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Uncle Jiang’s text message came.

The address above is Uncle Jiang's home.

Ling Yiyi was slightly stunned. Seeing this familiar place again after many years, she felt indescribable regret and emotion in her heart.

She put away her complicated feelings, turned off her phone and looked at Mingchuan.

"It's late at night, I might have to trouble you to accompany me."

Mingchuan turned around and put on his coat: "Okay, let's go."

He closed the door and naturally took Ling Yiyi's hand.

Looking at Mingchuan's tall figure walking in front of her, Ling Yiyi was slightly stunned. Her little face flushed as she struggled twice in Mingchuan's hands: "Mr. Ming..."

Mingchuan turned around: "What's wrong?"

Ling Yiyi pursed her lips, too shy to speak.

"No...nothing..."

……

The two drove all the way to Jiang's house.

At this moment, everyone in the Jiang family was anxiously waiting for Ling Yiyi's arrival.

The group of people were so restless that they stood up several times and looked out the door to see if there was Ling Yiyi.

Seconds of time are like years.

Finally, Uncle Jiang saw the stars in the dark night and the sound of cars coming closer and closer.

"coming!"

Uncle Jiang quickly stood up and hurried out the door.

The car stopped steadily in front of the Jiang family's door.

Mingchuan acted as the driver, got out of the car and opened the back door for Ling Yiyi.

When he passed by Uncle Jiang, he deliberately released all the murderous energy in his body. The fierce momentum made Uncle Jiang secretly frightened.

He felt that this evil spirit was like a sharp knife. When it passed by his side, the knife seemed to cut back and forth on his flesh, and the waves of pain made him gasp.

It’s terrifying that Ling Yiyi has such a master by her side.

Could it be that she really had climbed up the social ladder as those old guys in the conference room said?

Uncle Jiang couldn't help but look at Mingchuan a few more times.

He didn't look away until Ling Yiyi got out of the car.

"Yiyi, you're here." Uncle Jiang forced a smile, but Ling Yiyi looked very uncomfortable.

She nodded indifferently: "Yeah. Uncle Jiang, let's go in and talk."

"it is good."

Ling Yiyi and Mingchuan followed Uncle Jiang into the Jiang family's house and were surprised to find that in addition to Uncle Jiang, his wife, Old Man Jiang, and his son were all there!

Seeing Ling Yiyi coming in, the three of them immediately stepped forward with tears in their eyes and grabbed Ling Yiyi's hands.

"Yiyi! Is it really you, Yiyi?"

"You actually came back alive!"

"That's great, that's great, wow wow, our Jiang family has been waiting for you for so long these years, and we thought we would never hear from your Ling family again."

"You're still alive, you're still alive... wuwuwu..."

Mrs. Jiang hugged Ling Yiyi and cried inconsolably. Her tears were smeared all over Ling Yiyi's body, staining her clothes all over.

But she cried so emotionally that it didn't seem like she was pretending, so Ling Yiyi had no choice but to compromise and gently patted Mrs. Jiang on the back.

"Auntie, I'm still alive and well. My parents are still alive."

"Don't be too sad, be careful not to hurt yourself by crying."

Upon hearing this, Madam Jiang stood up from her body, tears streaming down her face. "Really? Are your parents still alive?"

"Correct."

"God has eyes, God has eyes! That's wonderful, that's wonderful!" Madam Jiang clasped her hands together and bowed devoutly to the heavens several times. "It's good to be alive. Being alive is better than anything else!"

"Come on, come quickly, let auntie see if you have lost weight over the years."

Mrs. Jiang pulled Ling Yiyi to the sofa while crying. Old Man Jiang and Uncle Jiang's son beside her also had smiles on their faces.

Very strange.

Mingchuan frowned slightly.

Wasn’t this guy surnamed Jiang the one who took the lead in contradicting Ling Yiyi in the conference room during the day?

Why is it so peaceful now?

Are you all pretending?

However, Mingchuan is not the only one who has this question.

Ling Yiyi withdrew from Mrs. Jiang, who was crying emotionally, and looked at the few people with a cold face.

"I appreciate your kindness and concern, but let's get down to business first."

"Uncle Jiang, why did you call me here?"

Hearing Ling Yiyi go straight to the point, a look of awkward surprise flashed across Uncle Jiang's face. Then he sighed, shook his head, and sat down opposite Ling Yiyi.

Mingchuan walked behind Ling Yiyi calmly so that he could protect her at any time.

Ling Yiyi was touched.

After everyone was seated, Uncle Jiang made tea for Ling Yiyi and said, "Yiyi, I'm sorry. I was at the company today and didn't mean to target you."

"It's just that the scene at that time was really..."

"I hope you can understand me."

Ling Yiyi nodded: "If you want me to understand, you should first tell me your difficulties, right?"

Uncle Jiang hesitated to speak, but before he could say anything, the young man next to him spoke first: "Yiyi, you know how deep the relationship between our two families was in the past. Why do you have to speak to my father so aggressively?"

Ling Yiyi's eyes narrowed: "Jiang Bingyang, I didn't talk to you."

Jiang Bingyang choked and sighed for a while: "Sorry, that's not what I meant."

"Yiyi, I swear to you that our Jiang family has never harmed the Ling family. Over the years, we have been secretly helping to track down the real murderer who hurt your Ling family."

"I called you here today to tell you the situation."

Uncle Jiang nodded and agreed, "That's right. The Zhang Xufeng you arrested during the day isn't the real murderer at all. He doesn't have that much power."

"The real person is..."

He hesitated for a moment, but the name was on the tip of his tongue and he couldn't say it.

After a while, facing Ling Yiyi's gaze, he said with a stiff upper lip: "Yiyi, if I tell you, don't be too shocked."

"The person who truly harmed your Ling family was actually your great-uncle."

"My great-uncle?" Ling Yiyi raised her voice.

Uncle Jiang nodded: "Yes."

"Do you still remember that when you were young, your grandfather arranged a marriage for you?"

Uncle Jiang felt annoyed when he talked about the past. He lit a cigarette and blew out a puff of white smoke: "Your Ling family has had a traitor for a long time. A few years ago, you also had a feeling about it, but no matter what, you could not find any trace of that traitor."

"Because this person is actually your great-uncle."

"He and your grandfather share the same mother, but he can't stand your grandfather's unique and extraordinary advantages, and he even arranged a marriage for you."

"The person who made the engagement with you back then was not an ordinary person, but a member of a once famous and prestigious family in the capital."

"If you can establish a relationship with that family, your Ling family will soar to great heights and you won't have to worry about your future anymore."

"But he can't stand it."

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