hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 529 [The Finale] Demons ([-])
　
　Is Mei Fangfei's seemingly kind behavior really a conscience?
　maybe.

　But more is to use gentle means to avoid future troubles forever.

　Because she heard from the dean and mother that this girl is quite smart and outstanding, in this case, it is best to send her as far away as possible. If she can marry abroad, it would be best not to come back forever.

　Therefore, from birth to going abroad, the girl's tragic or lucky encounters along the way are not accidental. Somewhere, there is a hand controlling her life.

　Until she had an accident in Egypt, she had the ability to hear the voice of ghosts, and went back to her country.

　Mei Fangfei gradually cut off her news.

　But fate made her meet Gu Yihan again, and when Mei Fangfei sent someone to follow Gu Yihan, she also surfaced.

　This girl was naturally Tang Yumo.

　The grievances and hatreds of the previous generation brought her inherent hardships and twists and turns.

　And she doesn't know anything
　Mei Fangfei was immersed in the memories of those years. At this time, she would rather Tang Yumo appear in front of her angrily, lashing out at her and swearing at her. She would rather expose these regretful past events to others than her own son. Her husband is a stranger to her
　Tang Yumo, where are you, why haven't you appeared yet?
　We already know what Gu Yiming did secretly, and he was also taken away by the authorities for interrogation. Why haven't you come back?
　The secretary next to her looked at Mei Fangfei's sometimes annoyed and sometimes sad expression, stammered, and comforted her flatteringly: "Oh no, Mrs. Husband, maybe the young master is in a meeting. Look, isn't Yunju busy with going public these two days? Is it? The young master will definitely come back to see you after he's been busy for a while, didn't you personally prepare a birthday present for him?" Secretary.

　"Oh, a present, let me have a look." Mei Fangfei said thoughtfully.

　The secretary hurriedly ordered the servant to deliver a simple sandalwood box.

　The box is not big, and when it is opened, there are several frames of photos inside.

　From a cute little baby girl in Yuxue, to a tall, thin and stubborn little girl, to a cardamom girl who just showed her sharp horns in Xiaohe, to a woman wearing a master's uniform and smiling lightly on the lawn of Columbia University, The last one is an ordinary street in Paris.
　The handsome man approached the girl inch by inch, stopped when he was very close, and stretched out his hand to her messy long hair, carefully as if facing a precious antique porcelain or a lost medieval painting.
　But his hand didn't come down, but gently caressed a graceful arc along the curve of the girl's hairstyle in the void, as if his body was obviously hot and unbearable, but he didn't know why he couldn't bear to touch it.
　The girl turned around slowly, and the man immediately returned to his cold and indifferent expression
　The two faced each other, and the girl's height only reached the man's chest, which seemed to be a very perfect and fitting height difference...

　She looked at this photo repeatedly for a long time before putting it back. She gently closed the sandalwood box and said to the secretary beside her, "Send it to the young master. Let's say it's an early birthday gift for him this year. Now that this girl His life and death are uncertain, so I can give him a few old images, which can be regarded as a souvenir.”

　The secretary did not answer her with his usual tact.

Mei Fangfei turned her head in amazement, only to see that the secretary had been pushed back ten feet away.

(End of this chapter)