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A fierce knock on the door woke Ye Ziqing from her sleep. She touched the mobile phone under the pillow and tried to open her eyes. It was less than six o'clock. She thought who was so ungrateful and disturbed people's dreams so early? Don't you know people don't get off the plane until three o'clock in the morning? After washing, I didn't go to bed until five o'clock. I knocked at the door when I was sleeping soundly. Is it not clean up?

Ye Ziqing turns off her cell phone and retracts into the quilt: her eyelids are stuck together. She really doesn't want to get up.

But heaven didn't obey people's wishes. If the other party couldn't open the door, she smashed it. Ye Ziqing had to stand up against the head of a chicken nest: if she didn't open the door again, the door would be smashed.

"Dad, why are you so early?" Ye Ziqing saw Ye Zhiyong, Yang Aiqin and ye ziqiao standing neatly at the door.

"Ye Ziqing, where's your dead girl? I can't get through the phone and I'm not at home." Ye Zhiyong didn't go anywhere when he saw Ye Ziqing. A few days ago, ye ziqiao took a fancy to a house and thought of her coming here to pay for it, but he couldn't find anyone for a few days.

"I went on a business trip to Yunnan Province to buy medicinal materials, but there was no signal there... Ye Ziqing let them in.

"Your brother has a fancy for a house. Take out the bank card quickly so that he can pay. If he drags it down, the house will be someone else's."

"I have no money. My salary is given to you except food and clothing. Where can I buy a house for him?" Ye Ziqing knew that there was no good thing for them to come, but he didn't expect that they should buy a house for ye ziqiao by themselves. They have drained him all these years. How can he have the money to buy a house for him.

"Dead girl, how dare you talk back? Your annual salary is hundreds of thousands. How can you have only that little money?" Ye Zhiyong didn't expect that she not only didn't take out her bank card immediately, but also dared to ask why. She slapped her in the face.

Ye Ziqing didn't expect Ye Zhiyong to hit someone when he didn't agree with him. He was slapped by him. He stumbled and fell heavily to the ground, knocking his head on the nearby bag.

What's immortal is that the bag contains two cheap jadeite stones she brought back from Yunsheng. The temple immediately bled, and the blood penetrated into the stone and the nearby backpack through the thin denim.

Feeling the pain, she touched her face with her hand. She only felt a sticky piece and knew she was hurt.

Ye Zhiyong looked at all this indifferently, and kept saying don't pretend to be dead, take out the bank card quickly, and so on.

"Am I going to die?" As time goes by, ye Zizi will not fall into this kind of love if she is more and more cold.