Chapter 1088

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

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

"Brother Chu Yun, sister Yi Yi!" Ye Chuqing, dressed in a black gauze skirt, can only lower her voice to say hello to her because of the occasion. After all, Hai Zhuo Xuan is not far away from her. After all, Xia Yihan asked them to come back from France to express their condolence before they had relatives, although they did not know Mo Shuangling.

"How are you?" While ye chuyun and ye Chuqing are chatting, Haizhuo Xuan has a little smile on her face.

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

Hai Zhuo Xuan did not answer, just turned his head and looked at ye Chuqing with a gentle look, which made Ding Yiyi think he had put everything down.

Hear her question, the eye color of sea Zhuo Xuan gradually becomes deep, did he put it down? No, the wound is still there. He just let it scab slowly.

At the funeral, everything seemed to be in order. Everyone's face seemed to have a heavy sadness. Ding Yiyi happened to see a man bow his head and impatiently play with his mobile phone. The next second he put away his mobile phone changed into a sad look. She not only hurt the people lying in the coffin.

Feeling tears to flow out, she slightly side of the head to Ye Chu Yun said: "I'll go to the bathroom."

She fled in a daze. The bathroom in the cemetery was so remote that it was just a white painted room. The surroundings were clean, but few people wanted to come here.

Ding Yiyi washed her face, went out and walked out. Suddenly, she felt the footsteps behind her. She quickened her steps, and the steps behind her gradually accelerated. She turned back fiercely. A few meters away, Mo Xiaonong stared at her.

"Auntie." Ding Yiyi took a long breath, curled up into the fist of the palm relaxed like, palm heart has been all sweat.

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

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

Mo Xiaonong saw that her attitude was so firm, there was a trace of hesitation in her eyes, and 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, this matter will be private, otherwise I will poke it into the media."

Ding Yiyi took a breath, "Auntie, she is your daughter."

"That's why I'm going to get justice for her, and 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 played with the mobile phone just now, just like wearing a mask. People don't know how the expression under the mask is.

Around the cold wind blowing withered leaves huohuohuo do ring, Ding Yiyi sighed, "Auntie, Mo Shuangling poured sulfuric acid on me has committed a criminal offence, but she died, this matter I should not have happened, and please don't gush blood again."

Mo Xiaonong watched her turn and leave, with a trace of irony in her mouth. How could she not know that this matter had nothing to do with Ding Yiyi, and she didn't think about the mother and daughter of Si Si Si, but even if it was found out, her daughter could not survive after she died. It would be better to take advantage of this matter to get more money.

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 had a hand around her slender waist, and he stood at the air outlet to help her block most of the wind.

Mo Xiaonong feels that life is really unfair. It is clear that she once lived together. Why can Xia Yihan harvest love, career and everything she wants.

On the contrary, his figure has long been out of shape. He has achieved nothing at the age of several decades, and there is no man around. Now even the only daughter who provides for his own pension has died.

She resented, hated the injustice of heaven, but when she raised her step, the sadness on her face concealed other emotions.

Perhaps what she learned in her life for decades is forbearance. At the scene, Xia Yihan couldn't bear to see the coffin buried. Ye Zimo didn't want her to be too close to the body, so he asked her to wait.

"Yi Han." Mo Xiaonong takes the opportunity to come forward and sees Xia Yihan turning her head with red eyes. She is a little stunned, but she is disdainful. She has not seen several times. Who should she show her grief.

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

Mo Xiaonong heard her say but cried, "my life is really crying, the only daughter died like this, what should I do later?"

Xia Yihan also wiped tears, "don't cry. If you have any problems, come to me. If I can help you, I will help you."

Mo Xiaonong took a breath of the nose, which made a stuffy noise. She said in a low voice: "in fact, when my daughter was alive, she had a little debt. It was me who was not good. She couldn't live a good life without money."

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

She took out her satchel, took out a check from it, wrote some numbers, and handed it to Mo Xiaonong with both hands. "You can spend the money first, pay off the debt, and let the child go well."Mo Xiaonong glanced at the number on the check, 100000 yuan. Her heart was even more resentful. She asked for it in a low voice, and she only gave 100000 yuan? Ye's assets now how to also hundreds of millions, she gave her own 100000 yuan, this is to send beggars!

Xia Yihan saw her staring at the check, worried that she might have misunderstood her. She said in a hurry: "Shuangling can be regarded as my relative. I give this to my child. Take it."

"Take what?" Ye Zimo came over, he stretched out his hand around the waist of summer Yihan, took her to the side with him, and swept the check with fierce eyes.

Mo Xiaonong looks up in a panic, and she is afraid. In fact, she has not missed looking for Xia Yihan in recent years, but she has been robbed by Ye Zimo's people on the way. Later, she broke her heart to find Xia Yihan.

The fear in the heart made her fingers tremble slightly. Ye Zimo handed her the check on Xia Yihan's hand, and said faintly: "never again."

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

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

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

The sparse crowd began to disperse. Ding Yi was still immersed in what happened in the bathroom just now. Ye chuyun pushed her gently.

She suddenly woke up and looked at him, ye Chu Yun slightly bent over and looked at her, "thinking of Ye nianmo?"

She shook her head honestly, and ye chuyun's mood suddenly got better. He blinked, "do you want to go to a place with me?"

Not far away Ye Bo comes again. As his footsteps get closer, Ding Yiyi's heart begins to stir up. A desire for revenge occupies her reason. She pulls ye chuyun around and walks away.

She turned her head to say something to ye chuyun, but in the twinkling of her head, she saw a figure flash past in the woods around the cemetery, and the figure seemed very familiar.

"What's the matter?" Ye chuyun asked with concern. She quickly shook her head and took a look at the woods. Where there was a figure, only the trunk of the trunk protruded.

Ao Xue stood in front of the tombstone, on which Mo Shuangling laughed sweetly and innocuously. She sighed and said faintly: "I didn't mean to hurt you. This matter has nothing to do with me. If you don't close your eyes, don't come to me."

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

Black and white photos reveal a trace of weird, Aoxue feel his back cold, four weeks quiet, add a thrill.

She quickly turned around and walked back along the long road. Tombstones were on both sides of the road. Suddenly, there was a crisp sound. She was surprised and quickly bowed her head. It turned out that she was walking too fast. She kicked over a glass bottle placed in front of someone else's tombstone.

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 quickly 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 the man in the picture on the tombstone was very elegant.

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

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

"Where are you now, I have to talk to you." Xu Haosheng's voice with a trace of awe, Ao Xue hastily looked at the photos on the tombstone, and then left.

In the box, Ao Xue looked at Xu Haosheng, whose face was very ugly. He was puzzled and said, "what's the matter with you?"

Xu Haosheng smelled the speech and looked at her with heavy eyes. There was sadness in his tone, "Xiaoxue, tell me honestly, whether the child in your stomach reads ink or not."

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Ao Xue suddenly raised the tone to cover up his surprise.

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

In the photo, Yan Mingyao is standing not far from Aoxue's home, sometimes in the morning, sometimes in the evening, more often in the night.

"One day I saw him in your house, and you seemed to be fighting?" Every time Xu Haosheng asked, his heart raised a point. He was afraid to ask what would make him heartbroken.

Aoxue has recovered her composure. She scanned the photo and disdained to say, "that's a man chasing me. I quarreled with him that day and I want to tell him not to pester me again. That's all."

Xu Haosheng stares straight into her eyes, trying to confirm the truth of her words. After a long time, his shoulder relaxed, and the wrinkles on his head expanded. "That's good. I'll be responsible for finding that person. You should tell me about such things in the future."