"Brother, you can't let Fang Yayun go." When it's hard for Li Lingye to make a choice, the voice of Li Lingmei comes from the railing on the second floor.

"Xiaomei..."

"Xiaomei..."

"Ling Mei..."

From Ji Yichen to Li Lingye, and then to the old man, no one thought that the conversation between the three men might be heard by Li Lingmei at this moment. Yes, she did.

It's just dawn. No one expected that Ling Mei would get up so early and walk out of the room to hear their conversation.

For a time, from old to young, his face was extremely ugly.

Then, all of them looked at Ling Mei nervously, wondering how much she had just heard.

Then they can say what they can and can't say.

Moreover, they are all worried about Ling Mei's reaction after hearing it.

After all, the little girl at the beginning, after being hurt, automatically chose to be autistic. From then on, her IQ stayed at that age, and only recently recovered to that of an adult.

On the eve of the Chinese New Year's Eve, she was stimulated. If she had another fire, no one would know if she would be stimulated again to shut herself up again, automatically and consciously close some memories, and then return to the six-year-old girl's appearance. Although that appearance is very lovable, she has a little girl's intelligence with an adult body, That would make all her relatives sad.

Ling Mei's eyes swept three people one by one, then slowly down the stairs, step by step, whispered: "I'm ok, you don't have to worry about me, I also want to know who he is now, brother, grandfather, catch him, what he did at the beginning, now he will pay what kind of price." That man, she hated.

Hearing Ling Mei's resolute voice, Li Lingye is relieved that this younger sister seems to have grown up overnight. Although she has not experienced the cruelty and reality of this world for a long time, she is still quickly integrated into this world. At least she understands the social sophistication of modern society and how to behave.

"OK, but what are you going to do with Fang Yayun?" Since Ling Mei doesn't want to let Fang Yayun go, he should deal with Fang Yayun according to her request. After all, Ling Mei has the most say in dealing with Fang Yayun, because she is the victim.

"Brother, we don't do anything to her."

"That..." Li Lingye is a little confused, so he doesn't let people go if he doesn't deal with it. What should he do? For a moment, he didn't understand Ling Mei's meaning.

"Give Fang Yayun to the police and tell them what she has done to me. Let the police deal with her and arrest her. In this way, we don't have to be enemies with Fang Mingming because we have to deal with her. It's not worth it. Although her parents will protect her, her parents are not the culprits. Brother, just deal with her. I don't want to implicate the innocent." Ling Mei said firmly that what flashed out in her eyes was also incomparably firm.

It has to be said that her choice and decision are more mature and rational.

Even more rational than Li Lingye, who is a brother, Li Lingye turns to look at Ji Yichen. Ji Yichen nods and then looks at the old man. Naturally, the old man also nods and agrees. The granddaughter's decision is OK. It's softer than his grandson's way of doing things. It's also a way for his family.

It was as if it was just a matter between the two girls and had nothing to do with the family.

In this way, at least the Fang family and the Li family will not collapse and become rivals.

Business is business. This is actually a taboo of business.

Li Lingye just wants to speak, Ji Yichen takes the lead to speak, "Xiaomei, have you ever thought that such consequences may bring you harm?" Although he respects Ling Mei's decision, Ji Yichen decides to inform Ling Mei of some things in advance so that she can know what the consequences of such a decision will be.

Because those consequences are likely to be unbearable for Lingmei.

Ling Mei's eyes darkened. As expected, her mood fluctuated because of Ji Yichen's words.

However, just for a moment, she fixed her eyes tightly, shook her head and said, "I'm not afraid." It was not her who was wrong, but the man who hurt her.

Even if she is known by the world, she is a victim after all.

"Aren't you afraid that people will look at you again?" Ji Yichen continued to ask.

"As long as you can't, I'm not afraid. As for other people, why should I care? I want to marry you, not others. My relatives are you, not them. I want to associate with them. If I don't want to associate with them, I won't be able to meet again in my life. Why worry about this and that?"

The old man nodded approvingly, "girl, if you weren't in front of me, I don't believe this is from your young girl. My grandfather supports you, your decision, your determination and courage to face everything."

"Xiaomei, if things are going on, what if Yichen's parents are against your marriage?" As an elder brother, Li Lingye still thinks it is necessary to inform Ling Mei of this in advance, so that she can be more rational. At least she can consider all that can happen before dealing with the problem.

Ling Mei's eyes first looked at Li Lingye, "brother, I have thought of this." After that, she looked at Ji Yichen again, "my business is like a time bomb. It may explode at any time, but the time of explosion is different. Therefore, uncle Ji and aunt Ji will know sooner or later. It's better to let them know earlier. If they really oppose me, I have nothing to say."

"Xiaomei, you can't let them know." Ji Yichen's face changed when he heard this. His parents knew that they would never allow their daughter-in-law to be flawed. They would feel that they had lost their face.

"Yichen, let it be." She always felt that there was no impermeable wall in the world. As long as it was something that had happened, maybe others didn't know it now, but sooner or later they would know it.

She doesn't care what she has to face sooner or later.

If Ji Yichen's parents know, and really can't accept her, she also accepts this fact, she can not marry Ji Yichen, she just want their baby.

Thinking of this, Li Lingmei's hand fell to her abdomen. She was about to have a child. This was enough. She was very content to be a mother in this life.

As for the rest, she was still the four words, let it be.