Chapter 1088

The rest of the Ye family also noticed Ding Yiyi. Xia Yihan nodded to her reluctantly.

A smaller figure came out of the crowd, Ding Yiyi's eyes lit up, "Chuqing! Are you back from France? "

"Brother chuyun, sister Yiyi!" Ye Chuqing is wearing a black gauze skirt. Because of the occasion, she can only say hello to her in a low voice. Behind her, Hai Zhuo Xuan never leaves. After all, before they have relatives, Xia Yihan asks them to come back from France to mourn, even though they don't know Mo Shuangling.

"How are you?" While ye chuyun and ye Chuqing are chatting, Hai Zhuo Xuan takes a little smile on his face.

Ding Yiyi nodded and asked, "what about you?"

The sea Zhuo Xuan didn't answer, just turned a head to see a leaf beginning clear, the facial expression is gentle, this kind of gentle let Ding Yi think he has put everything down.

Hear her problem, sea Zhuo Xuan Mou color gradually become deep, he put down? No, the wound is still there. He just let it scab slowly.

At the funeral, everything looked so orderly, and there seemed to be a heavy sadness on each face. Ding Yiyi happened to see a man playing with his mobile phone impatiently. The next second when he put away his mobile phone, she changed into a sad look. She was not only sad for the people lying in the coffin.

Feel tears to flow out, she slightly side of the cloud said: "I go to the bathroom."

She ran away. The bathroom in the cemetery was very remote. It was just a room with white paint. It was clean all around, but not many people wanted to come here.

Ding Yiyi washes her face, goes out and walks out. Suddenly, she feels that there are footsteps coming behind her. She speeds up her pace, and the pace behind her also speeds up gradually. She turns back fiercely. A few meters away, Mo Xiaonong stares at her.

"Auntie." Ding Yiyi breathed a long breath, curled up into a fist of the palm of the ease like release, palm is already all sweat.

"How dare you come here?" Mo Xiaonong looks at her viciously.

Ding Yiyi said: "aunt, Shuangling's death really has nothing to do with me. I hope you know that."

Mo Xiaonong saw that she was so resolute and hesitated in her eyes, then changed into anger, "I don't care. The last thing she did in her life is related to you. I tell you, if you take out 500000 yuan, it will be private, or I will poke it into the media."

Ding Yiyi took a breath, "aunt, she's your daughter."

"That's why I'm going to get justice for her. I'm sure she'll agree with me!" Mo Xiaonong's eyes are very sad. Ding Yiyi looks at her. Her face seems to coincide with the face of the man who just played with the mobile phone. It's like wearing a mask. People don't know what the expression under the mask is like.

The cold wind around made the withered leaves roar. Ding Yiyi sighed, "aunt, Mo Shuangling splashed sulfuric acid on me. I've committed a criminal offence, but she died. I'll take it as if it didn't happen, and please don't spit it out again."

It's better to look at Edith when she turns around and doesn't know how it's related to her daughter's death.

She hobbled back to the scene and saw Xia Yihan nestling in Ye Zimo's arms. Her figure was still very good. Her delicate makeup made her look much younger than her actual age. Ye Zimo put a hand around her slender waist, and he stood at the air outlet to help her block most of the wind.

Mo Xiaonong thinks that life is really unfair. He is the one who once lived together. Why can Xia Yihan harvest love, career and everything she wants.

Looking back at myself, I've been out of shape for a long time. I've achieved nothing at the age of several decades, and I don't have a man around me. Now even my only daughter who provides for me is dead.

She hated, hated the injustice of heaven, but when she raised her pace, the sadness on her face covered other emotions.

After decades of living, what she learned may be forbearance. At the scene, Xia Yihan can't bear to see the coffin buried. Ye Zimo doesn't want her to be too close to the body, so he asks her to wait.

"Yihan." Mo Xiaonong takes the opportunity to come forward and see Xia Yihan turning her head with red eyes. She is a little stunned, but she disdains it in her heart. She hasn't seen her face several times. Who is she going to show her sadness to.

"You have to mourn." Xia Yihan held back his grief and tried to cheer up.

Mo Xiaonong heard her say so, but cried, "my life is really crying, the only daughter died like this, after what I have to do."

Xia Yihan also wiped his tears, "don't cry. Come to me if you have any problems in the future. I will help you if I can."

Mo Xiaonong took a sniff and made a stuffy noise in her nose. She said in a low voice, "in fact, my daughter carried a little debt when she was alive. It's because I'm not good. She can't live a good life without money."

Xia Yihan is a little surprised, and then deeply sympathizes with her. Because of what happened when she was young, she had a bad relationship with Mo Xiaonong, and Mo Xiaonong never came to her.

She took out her satchel, took out a check from it, wrote down some figures, and handed it to Mo Xiaonong with both hands. "Take the money first, pay back the debt, and let the child go well."Mo Xiaonong glanced at the number on the check, 100000 yuan. She was even more resentful. She begged in a low voice. She only gave 100000 yuan? The Ye family's assets are worth hundreds of millions now. She gives her 100000 yuan. Is this to send a beggar!

Xia Yihan saw her staring at the check, worried that she had misunderstood, and quickly said: "Shuangling is my relative. I give this to my child. Take it."

"Take what?" Ye Zimo came over. He put his hand around Xia Yihan's waist and took her with him. His fierce eyes swept the check.

Mo Xiaonong looks up in a panic and feels a little afraid. In fact, she hasn't gone to find Xia Yihan in these years, but she was robbed by Ye Zimo's people on the way. Later, she broke her heart to find Xia Yihan.

The fear in the heart makes her fingers tremble slightly. Ye Zimo takes the check on Xia Yihan's hand and hands it to her. He says faintly: "it's not the next case."

He saw it! Mo Xiaonong has a strong sense of shame. She looks down to see her bloated figure, and then she looks away. When she was young, at least she had a story with Ye Zimo, but now look at herself, and then look at him.

He took the check and ran away. Xia Yihan sighed softly, "you scared her."

Ye Zimo did not speak, but increased the strength of the arm. After the funeral, a woman named Mo Shuangling in the world completely faded out of people's vision.

Sparse crowd began to disperse, Ding Yiyi is still immersed in what happened in the bathroom just now, ye chuyun gently pushed her.

She suddenly woke up and looked at him, ye chuyun slightly bent over and looked at her, "thinking about ye nianmo?"

She honestly shakes her head, ye chuyun mood suddenly some good up, he blinked, "want to go to a place with me?"

Not far away, ye Bo comes over again. As his footsteps get closer, Ding Yiyi's heart also starts to stir up. A kind of revenge mentality occupies her reason. She pulls ye chuyun to turn around and go.

She turned her head to say something to ye chuyun, but when she looked back, she saw a figure in the woods around the cemetery, which seemed very familiar.

"What's the matter?" Ye chuyun asked with concern. She shook her head quickly and looked at the woods again. Where there were still human figures, only the trunk was protruding.

Aoxue stands in front of the tombstone. On the tombstone, Mo Shuangling smiles sweetly and innocently. She sighs and says faintly: "I didn't mean to harm you. This matter has nothing to do with me. If you don't close your eyes, don't come to me."

A cold wind blows, and the paper money scattered in front of the tombstone flies everywhere. A piece of paper money flies to the tombstone, covering half of Mo Shuangling's face in the photo, only showing her big eyes.

The black-and-white photos reveal a trace of strangeness. Aoxue feels that her back is cool. It's quiet all around, adding a thrill.

She turned around in a hurry and walked back along the long road. There were tombstones on both sides of the road. Suddenly, a crisp sound made her head down in a hurry. It turned out that she was walking too fast and kicked over a glass bottle placed in front of other people's tombstones.

There are fresh lilies in the glass bottle, and there is dew on the lily. The glass bottle falls on the ground, and the water in the bottle soon seeps into the plastic road.

She quickly bent down to pick up the bottle and put it back in front of the tombstone. She looked up and saw that in the picture on the tombstone, the man was very elegant.

"Haizhixuan?" She read out a low voice, a cold wind blowing, she had a layer of goose bumps, just want to go, the phone suddenly rang.

"Dad Because was scared not light, Ao Xue's tone is not good.

"Where are you now? I have to talk to you." Xu Haosheng's voice with a trace of awe, Aoxue in a hurry to see a picture on the tombstone, this just left.

In the box, Aoxue looks at Xu Haosheng, who looks very ugly. She doesn't understand and says, "what's the matter with you?"

Xu Haosheng smell speech, eyes heavy looking at her, tone of sorrow, "snow, you tell me honestly, your belly child is not read ink."

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Aoxue suddenly raised her voice to hide her surprise.

Xu Haosheng stares at her flat abdomen. After half a sound, he turns his eyes and takes out a stack of photos from her briefcase and puts them on the table.

In the photo, Yan Mingyao stands not far from Aoxue's home, sometimes in the morning, sometimes in the evening, and more often late at night.

"One day I saw him in your house. It seems that you are fighting?" Xu Haosheng raised his heart every time he asked. He was afraid to ask what would make him heartbroken.

Aoxue has recovered her composure. She scanned the picture and said with disdain, "that's a man who chased me. I quarreled with him that day to tell him not to pester me again. That's all."

Xu Haosheng stares straight at her eyes, trying to make sure the truth of her words. It took him a long time to relax his shoulders, and the wrinkles on his head are relaxed. "That's good. I'll be responsible for looking for that person, and you'll tell me something like that in the future."