When ye Xueying wants to open the wooden box, Chang Xia stops: "wait a minute, Xueying, it's against the rules."
"What's the matter?"
"You can't open it. It's Qi's stuff. It's against the rules for us to open it casually..."
"Don't be afraid, sister-in-law. Let's just have a look and don't take the things inside."
Just take a look? Chang Xia just doesn't believe it. She finds that ye Xueying's eyes are full of desire and greed. It's not just a matter of looking. Perhaps once found inside is a huge treasure, ye Xueying will move crooked mind.
"Cousin! How can you say that you are also the daughter of the Ye family? You should not be short of money. How can you start the Qi family's money Chang Xia sighed, shaking his head. But it's not surprising that people die for money and birds die for food when they think about it carefully. Even a big family like the Ye family will be moved by considerable wealth. What's more, for a huge family like Qi family, the treasure they have painstakingly hidden must be coveted by other rich families.
Chang Xia grabs Ye Xueying's arm and persuades her.
But ye Xueying rolled her eyes and looked at Chang Xia like an idiot: "sister-in-law, what are you thinking about? What are you greedy for treasure? Who told you that what is hidden inside is treasure?"
"Isn't it a treasure?"
"Not a treasure, of course!" Seeing that Chang Xia didn't believe it, ye Xueying simply flipped her hand over the wooden box and "pounced" on it. The box was opened, and the contents also showed up. It was a stack of heavy butter paper bags, which seemed to contain something.
Chang Xia asked, "what is this?"
"It's the childhood photos and birth Diaries of every Qi family owner. I've been looking for this for a long time. I want to see what my cousin looked like when he was a child." Ye Xueying began to turn over, but left a blank face beside Chang Xia there.
But it turns out that it's not the treasure of the Qi family. Chang Xia thinks Ye Xueying is greedy and wants to embezzle the treasure. It seems that she really thinks too much, and ye Xueying is not that kind of person.
But there is one thing that Chang Xia cares about. Doesn't Ye Xueying say it's the information of the Qi family? Qi Qian is the successor, not the owner of the Qi family. I'm afraid there's nothing of his in this treasure chest, right?
After Chang Xia raised this question, ye Xueying explained: "of course! Although cousin is not the owner, he is definitely the future owner. At least that's what my uncle thought. So when cousin became the successor, he was identified as the owner and put his keepsake in the box. "
Speaking of half, ye Xueying suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "found it."
In her hand, a long butter paper envelope appeared. Compared with other envelopes, the envelope looked much brand new. Can't wait, ye Xueying is about to open the envelope to have a look, but Chang Xia stops her: "Xueying... This is not very good, without the consent of others to see other people's things."
"What's wrong, and we need to go through who has to agree, aunt and uncle are in the hospital, cousin Qian is also like that..." Ye Xueying was very excited, but to the back slowly voice down, "sister-in-law, I'm sorry, anyway, I just want to be arbitrary once."
At this moment, Chang Xia can feel each other's inner time inexplicably. Ye Xueying is pretending to be strong. She hides her sad mood secretly, but she still can't control it. In her heart, she still feels Qi Qian's death. This time, she wanted to see Qi Qian's childhood. She was afraid that she wanted to have more nostalgia and memories.
"I see." Chang Xia grabs Ye Xueying's butter paper envelope and opens it in person.
If you want to open this memory, Chang Xia hopes to open it by herself, because if ye Xueying opens it, she will shed tears on the spot. From beginning to end, this strong young lady of your family still cares about her cousin.
The envelope was opened. Inside was a piece of white paper and 27 photos. If you look carefully, you can recognize that these 27 photos represent Qi Qian at each stage.
One year old Qi Qian, two years old Qi Qian... Until 27 years old Qi Qian, these 27 photos construct that man's life.
When ye Xueying picked up these photos, her hands trembled and she took a deep breath of the cold air. She closed her moist eyes and put the photos in her arms.
Hua Xiaoling looks a little uneasy. She is worried that something will happen to Ye Xueying, so she asks softly, "young lady, will miss ye be ok..."
"It's OK. She'll be OK. She's just feeling."
It seems that it's impossible for ye Xueying to put Qi Qian's affairs down. She has determined that Qi Qian died. Even if the sad mood can be covered up for a while, it can't be covered up for a long time.
After all, she likes her cousin so much.
Chang Xia gently put her hands on Ye Xueying's soft shoulder and silently stroked her back: "it's OK, everything will be OK."
"I know, I know... I just can't help thinking about my cousin." Tears fall down her cheeks. The cold air turns Ye Xueying's tears into ice beads, which are stained in the photo. Under the pure white light of the ice cellar, the ice beads are integrated with the tender and lovely little boy in the photo.
At the same time, in the hospital, Qi Hao came down from the yellow sports car, wearing sunglasses, looking very cool. As soon as he got out of the car, the reporters and media at the door of the hospital swarmed like bees“ Qi Er Shao, is it true to hear that Qi group has changed its new president“ What do you think of your brother's Qi Qian“ Is it possible for you to return to Qi's work now? " The reporters, holding up their microphones, rushed to Qi Hao, but they were isolated by the bodyguards on both sides before they got close to him. Qi Hao expected that there were a large number of reporters at the gate of the hospital, so he hired four bodyguards to ensure his safety. Now that the situation has stabilized, he waved his hand to make everyone quiet“ Dear journalists, I know you have many things to ask, but not long after my brother died, I still have many things to deal with. If you want to ask, you might as well ask Miss Chang Xia, the new acting president. " Leaving a meaningful smile, Qi Hao threw his black coat and walked into the hospital. The following reporters want to follow in one after another, but the security of the hospital and Qi Hao's bodyguards work together to drive all the reporters out. On the third floor of the hospital, in the VIP ward, Qi Hao came here with a bunch of flowers and flower baskets. He knocked on the door and got permission before he went in. Lying on the bed is her mother Ye Caixin. She has always been elegant and dignified. Now she is haggard and sleeps on the bed, as if she is ten years old all night.