The wealthy wife: the black-bellied husband is so charming

Chapter 251 Miss Ye, are you still happy?
"I already understand what the old man means..."

Ye Weiliang slowly closed her eyes, carefully hiding the eyes that contained thousands of clues, she said silently: "In my life, I will never reveal a word. I will not investigate, I hope Feng Uncle also forgot what he said to me today. Uncle Feng better not know anything, otherwise..."

For Jun Qingcheng, she would do anything.

"I don't know anything, and Miss Ye doesn't know anything either." After a pause, he glanced at Ye Weiliang, who had an unattractive complexion: "It's just, will Miss Ye always be by the young master's side?"

"meeting."

Uncle Feng's gaze darkened: "If yes, Ms. Ye should consider what the old man said. In fact, he was not wrong, but he underestimated the young master's love for Ms. Ye, and didn't think of many things. I know Ms. Ye wants me Fight to the young master's side, but Ms. Ye, forgive me. The current position of the young master, even if you give Ms. Ye 100 years, it is impossible to do it. If Ms. Ye wants to help the young master, she must get the Qiao family. What is Ms. Ye's choice? If Ms. Ye chooses correctly, she will become a person, but if she chooses wrong, she may destroy the young master at the same time—"

Ye Weiliang's body trembled slightly.

Originally, Jun Lie had been coveting Jun's family for a long time, thinking that this time he would get a share of the pie, and even win over Gu Hanxin, thinking that the old man passed away suddenly without a will, so his share would be more, but in the end, it was nothing. I thought that the old man had already made a will.

"Master has one more sentence for you..." Uncle Feng said slowly, "It's a very important sentence... Young Madam must know, it's about Young Master..."

"what?"

"Master..."

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The night wind blows gently, bringing with it a bit of coldness unique to midwinter, the light in the room is dim and dim, but in the mirror of the dressing table, that beautiful face is full of sorrow, and there is a line between the brows that cannot be wiped away. Grief to go.

The housekeeper stood behind her, silently looking at Ye Weiliang and her sad face.

Slightly sighed.

"Miss Ye, let's take a rest earlier, there's something else to do tomorrow."

"I'm not tired, if you are, go down and rest." Ye Weiliang said with a smile.

"Miss Ye, don't be too sad about the matter of the master. You still have to think about the child, so don't affect your emotions."

"I don't know." Ye Weiliang said calmly, those black eyes seemed to be the darkest night, intense but hopeless.

The moonlight outside the window reflected the light all over the place, but inside the house was a room of silence.

"Miss Ye, no matter what, I want to see you and the president happy." Lin Ma said again.

"Happiness?" Ye Weiliang laughed softly, staring blankly at the moonlight outside the window, her dark eyes were motionless, as if frozen, her long eyelashes flickered, and her beautiful little face was filled with a touch of sadness.

"Then tell me, what is happiness?"

"Just like the president and Ms. Ye used to be, that's called happiness." The housekeeper gently held her cold hand, the smile on his face was so kind and gentle, she was really doing it for her own good, but she had already No more shrinking back and being afraid.

Happiness is too far away.

"So?" Ye Weiliang stood up and walked towards the window, her large nightgown was blown up by the wind, she stood in front of the window, looked up at the hoarfrost covered the ground outside, her eyes were serene.

(End of this chapter)