Abandoned and Reborn: The Concubine's Revenge Journal

Ye Shangshu glanced over, and his wife couldn't say anything immediately.

Sitting in the screen, Ye Qingkuang tightly held Ye Qingqing's hand, and her well-manicured nails were deeply embedded in Ye Qingqing's delicate palm.

"It hurts..." Maybe Ye Qingrang was beaten, and it took him a long time to regain his senses. He looked at his wife like a pug dog with aggrieved eyes. Seeing that his wife didn't want to protect him, he just looked at his brother. "elder brother……"

Ye Qingqin glanced at Ye Qingmei, "This, is Seventh Sister?"

"Xiaoqi has met the eldest brother." Ye Qingmei stood up, her eyes were sincere, but she was even more concerned about this elder brother of the same father in her heart. His... methods are not usually superb, such a man is cruel to himself , cruel to others, is a domineering man.

Ye Qingqin grabbed Ye Qingrang's collar and threw it in front of Ye Qingmei. Ye Qingmei took a step back quickly, and looked at Ye Qingqin with eyes as bright as stars.

"Brother, this..."

"Second Brother, why don't you pay Seventh Sister!"

Ye Qingqin's way of doing things, the wife is very reluctant to agree, a son-in-law compensates the concubine's daughter, what is going on?Even if she just returned to Ye Mansion, the master wants this little concubine to have a bit of dignity in front of his servants, so he shouldn't take his precious son as a stepping stone.

"Seventh sister, second brother is wrong!"

No matter how unwilling or reluctant, Ye Qingrang still followed Ye Qingqin's method to make amends to Ye Qingmei. Ye Qingmei smiled coldly in her heart. Master, when it comes to acting, it's completely natural, you say, why didn't she find out before?

No, maybe she discovered it, but she felt that there was no need to be serious, and there was no need to care about these ignorant ancient people, too lazy to care about it, too lazy to confront.

In the end, it ended up like that.

But she forgot that this is ancient times. These people, who don't have TVs and computers, watch this world eagerly, wishing to live a colorful life. If it is like before, what's so fun about it?

"Second brother, actually, what you said is not wrong!" Ye Qingmei stood upright in front of Ye Qingrang, "Xiaoqi originally thought she was an orphan, so you are right."

These words implicitly contained accusations, accusing Ye Shangshu of being indifferent for so many years.

How many times did Ye Qingmei see her grandmother sitting at the end of the bed, wiping her tears in distress, in the half-dream and half-awake state, she will never forget such kind eyes in her whole life...

"Poor Meier..."

"My poor child..."

"My eyebrows..."

Except for crying, except for crying, Ye Qingmei never learned anything about Eleven Niang from the gray-haired old woman.

Zhangzhou was originally the hometown of Eleven Niang. The place where she lived has always been the capital.

Even Nanny Zhu couldn't tell about Eleven Niang's life experience.

The identity of Ye Qingmei's biological mother is like a mystery, which she has never understood clearly.

"Are you blaming your father?" Ye Shangshu's sharp eyes fell on Ye Qingmei, Ye Qingmei subconsciously straightened her back to meet Ye Shangshu's gaze, the corner of her mouth was still smiling, not To refute his other aspects is a tacit consent.