Chapter 193

"I always think this is weird." Zhou Ran whispered.

Ye Ximing didn't say anything. He didn't want to doubt his friend, but this incident was indeed too much of a coincidence.

Yuan Yingyao is the daughter of Yuan Yushi. It is impossible for Yuan Yushi to let her be Cao Bingwen's concubine. If Cao Bingwen's wife was still alive, there would be no possibility between the two.

But now Cao Bingwen's wife is dead, and she still died in that disgraceful way.

Even if Cao Bingwen marries another person immediately, no one will think that Cao Bingwen is heartless and will only sympathize with Cao Bingwen.

And since Cao Bingwen married Yuan Yingyao, Yuan Yushi would naturally support him.

Cao Bingwen has both a future and a reputation.

After coming to this conclusion, Ye Ximing couldn't help but begin to doubt the cause of Cao Bingwen's wife's death.

Was her death really the work of an adulterer? And is there really an adulterer?

If all this is a conspiracy, then who is the person who planned all this?
The answer is obvious.

Ye Ximing sighed, hoping that he was overthinking.

Ye Ximing never went to Cao's house again. Even when Cao Bingwen asked him to go out for a get-together, he refused on the pretext of being busy with official duties.

On this day, Ye Ximing met Fang Yichen on his way to Linlangzhai after leaving his job, and heard from Fang Yichen that Cao Bingwen was going to marry Yuan Yingyao.

Fang Yichen and Han Maoyan were both admitted to the Shujishi together. However, Han Maoyan and Cao Bingwen were close from the beginning, while the relationship between Fang Yichen and Cao Bingwen has always been relatively weak.

But Fang Yichen knew that Ye Ximing and Cao Bingwen had a good relationship, so he saw Ye Ximing on the street and after chatting for a few words, he mentioned the matter of Cao Bingwen and Yuan Yingyao. "Brother Ye, have you heard about Cao Bingwen's marriage to Yuan Yushi's daughter?"

Ye Ximing shook his head, "I haven't heard of it."

Fang Yichen shook the folding fan in his hand and said: "I thought that Brother Ye must know the inside story based on the relationship between him and Cao Bingwen. I also wanted to ask Brother Ye what method Cao Bingwen used to make Miss Yuan give up on him as a widower. , I won’t marry anyone but him.”

The tone of Fang Yichen's words made Ye Ximing's eyes flash with deep thought.

"Brother Fang and Miss Yuan know each other?"

Fang Yichen said with a bit of sadness: "Yes, we have known each other for many years."

His father was good friends with Yuan Yushi, and the two families were neighbors. He was a few years older than Yuan Yingyao, but he had liked Yuan Yingyao since he was a child. Yuan Yingyao also liked to run behind him when he was young, and they were very close to him. The elders of the family had verbally agreed to get married when the two grew up.

Therefore, even in the years when he returned to Yongxing Mansion with his grandparents, he never let go of Yuan Yingyao, and only wanted to return to high school and marry Yuan Yingyao as soon as possible.

But what he didn't expect was that when he returned to Beijing and lived up to his expectations, Yuan Yingyao's attitude towards him changed.

In fact, when he first entered Beijing, Yuan Yingyao's attitude towards him was not as close as before, but it was not cold either.

He could understand this, after all, the two hadn't seen each other for several years, and they were getting older, so it was impossible for them to remain the same as when they were children.

At that time, he wanted to wait until they became familiar with each other again. After the marriage between the two families was settled, they would naturally become as close as before.

But before the two of them got to know each other again, Yuan Yingyao told her family that she had a sweetheart, and told her family not to mention their childhood jokes in the future. It was impossible for her to marry Fang Yichen.


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