C871 Wealthy Marriage 800
C871 Wealthy Marriage 800
As the car drove into the city, it encountered a heavy traffic jam. Xia Yihan saw an old man in his seventies walking shakily by the side of the road. Not far away was another old lady walking shakily.
The old man and the old woman were both wearing the same kind of shirt. The old man's shirt said, "If I get lost, please look for Amy."
Xia Yihan couldn't hold back her laughter. Her gaze landed on another old lady. The old lady wandered leisurely behind the old man. She was not worried at all that the old man would walk in front. She turned around, and on her shirt, the words "I'm Amy."
"What are you looking at?" Ye Zimo asked with a smile. Xia Yihan pointed at the two elders who were happily teasing the bird and said with a hint of envy, "Being able to grow old together and walk with them is such a blissful thing."
Ye Zimo followed Xia Yihan's gaze and looked ahead. With a smile, she said, "I can't promise to die after you. But we can take a walk together."
Ye Zimo got off the car, opened the door and looked at Xia Yihan with a smile. The two of them stopped the car by the side of the road and began to walk along the road.
The afternoon wind blew Xia Yihan's skirt, the two of them casually walked around, Xia Yihan was attracted by a window.
"In the window are the latest jewellery designs, blue crystals accompanied by black agate reflecting a dazzling light." It's really beautiful. " Xia Yihan sighed.
Walking to the door, Xia Yihan looked down in disappointment at the stop sign. She smiled at Ye Zimo. "Looks like you're unlucky. Let's go."
Ye Zimo looked up at the name of the store and took out her phone. "Yes, Li Dong. I happen to be at your flagship store. I want to buy a jewelry. Ok."
After hanging up, he said to Xia Yihan, "This jewelry store is owned by a friend." Xia Yihan asked with some surprise, "Weren't you not fond of friends like this before?"
"I want to know more." Ye Zimo said lightly. Soon, someone came to the door. Xia Yihan bought some jewelry and walked out of the store. There were many people walking in and out of the plaza. Xia Yihan bumped into someone and frowned as she stood on the spot.
"Are you all right?" Ye Zimo asked worriedly as she noticed the change in Xia Yihan's expression. Xia Yihan pointed to a woman who was about to get on the car and said, "That was the perfume I smelled before I was knocked out in the hospital."
Ye Zimo looked over and saw the back of a woman. The woman got into a car with high heels and quickly drove away.
"Let's go." Ye Zimo pulled Xia Yihan over and the two of them drove behind the woman as they gradually drove out of the suburbs. Xia Yihan looked at the GPS signal on the car and curiously said, "The mausoleum garden is just ahead."
The car in front suddenly disappeared around the corner. Xia Yihan and Ye Zimo got off the car and looked around. There was no woman in sight, not even the car could be seen.
"Over there!" Xia Yihan ran towards a corner of the cemetery. Ye Zimo was worried that Xia Yihan might be hurt, so she hastily followed behind Xia Yihan.
"Strange, where is he?" Xia Yihan stopped and looked around. Her figure flashed by, but she was nowhere to be seen. With her hands being held, Ye Zimo pulled Xia Yihan to her side and said with disapproval, "No matter what happens in the future, don't run away by yourself."
Xia Yihan nodded obediently and pointed elsewhere, saying, "Then I'll go look around and see if there are any other places that I can't find a trace of her."
Ye Zimo shook her head and pointed at the tombstone in front of them that was filled with fresh chrysanthemums. "This might be her goal," she said.
On the tombstone, Luo Guiyao and a woman were taking an intimate picture. The woman was very pretty and she was hugging Luo Guiyao's neck.
"Luo Guiyao's Qing Qing woman is already dead? "Then who was the person who threatened me that day?" Xia Yihan looked at the woman on the tombstone and asked curiously.
Ye Zimo bent down and picked up the chrysanthemum bouquet, which was still wrapped in wrapping paper. The name of a florist was printed on the bottom of the paper.
"I think we'll have the answer here." Ye Zimo waved her hand and spoke.
It wasn't hard to find a flower shop, so Xia Yihan and Ye Zimo quickly found the owner of the flower shop in the city center.
"I know who you're talking about. Recently, she has been coming to our place to buy flowers for her elder sister. She just left today. "
It was already clear that Luo Guiyao's wife was already dead, but her sister thought that Ye Zimo overturned Luo Guiyao and caused her sister to commit suicide, so she wanted to go against Ye Zimo.
After leaving the flower shop, Xia Yihan felt completely relaxed. If it was only a prank from a living person, then there was no need to make a fuss about it.
Ye Zimo drove Xia Yihan back to the police station and met Baker, who was about to leave.
"You knew that I was going to look for you, so you came to look for me on your own accord. Do you want to save money for me?" Baker welcomed Ye Zimo into the restaurant.
"We don't need to investigate the matter with Luo Guiyaoqing's wife anymore." Ye Zimo said.
Baker straightened his body and handed the document to Ye Zimo, "This is what I want to talk to you about." Ye Zimo took the folder. Inside the folder was a floor plan of the hospital building, which was circled at the rooftop.
Baker pointed at the picture on the bag and said, "The cleaner said that he saw Xia Yihan on the roof at 10 pm that night. We found Xia Yihan at 10 pm, but the entire roof is sealed, meaning the suspect can only leave through the only door. But if he comes out at that time, he will definitely meet us."
Ye Zimo frowned. According to Baker's suggestion, he wanted to say that Xia Yihan must be lying. Then why would Xia Yihan lie about falsifying Luo Guiyao Qing's wife? Was the tombstone in the cemetery real?
A car drove on without stopping. Ye Zimo got off the car and arrived at the spot where Xia Yihan found the tombstone a few days ago. The chrysanthemum flowers on the tombstone had already withered.
Looking at the photo of the unfamiliar woman on the tombstone, Ye Zimo stepped forward and touched the photo's corner. The corner was very loose, so Ye Zimo easily pulled it off and looked at the sticky glue on the back of the photo.
The screen of her phone lit up, and Xia Yihan's text message popped up. I'll be home, waiting for you. " Ye Zimo silently watched Xia Yihan's text message. She tapped the keyboard for a long time. After a long while, she finally replied with a single word.
"Alright."
Coming out of the cemetery, Ye Zimoran drove her car aimlessly through the streets. Her heart throbbed with pain as she felt the pain of being played in circles by the woman she loved the most.
Unknowingly, they arrived at the hospital. Ye Zimo got off the car and walked to the sickroom where Xia Yihan was staying. The sickroom was already dark and empty.
When she opened the door, Ye Zimo looked at the neatly spread sheets and sat down with a sigh. The moonlight shone on the pillow, revealing a corner of it.
Ye Zimo pulled out the book. It was Xia Yihan's favorite novel in the hospital. She turned on the light and opened the book one page at a time.
'Little K. walked to the roof by himself and sent a message to his loved one. When his lover arrived at the hospital, Little K. slowly lay down on the roof and pretended to be kidnapped. Good lovers should believe Little K.
'To make sure he's dead, K. had someone build a fake tombstone and guide him into the fake tombstone. Looking at the heartbroken eyes of the man next to the tombstone and his own black and white head on the tombstone, K shed tears. She loves him, but she has to do it.'
Ye Zimo flipped through page after page in silence until she reached the last page. Xia Yihan's beautiful handwriting had written the account number and password on the page.
Ye Zimo quietly sat there. Her phone lit up and Xia Yihan's text message popped up. Are you okay? "
It was almost midnight. Ye Zimo could imagine Xia Yihan's anxiety and worry on the other end of the phone. She sighed, put the book back under the pillow and walked out of the room, burying all the indistinct truths.
Returning to Ye Family, a small orange lamp was lit in the living room. Xia Yihan curled up on the sofa, and the gentle light shone on Xia Yihan's white nightgown, revealing her snow-white skin.
When Ye Zimo walked in, she was still holding on to her phone, frowning. Ye Zimo gently pulled out her phone, startling Xia Yihan.
Xia Yihan got up and rubbed her eyes. "You're back."
Xia Yihan, who had just woken up, wore the confused expression that Ye Zimo would often see. However, under the look on her face, Ye Zimo found that she understood Xia Yihan less than she had imagined.
"What's wrong with you? "Are you not feeling well?" Xia Yihan asked when she saw Ye Zimo looking at her with rapt attention.
Ye Zimo's hand slowly touched Xia Yihan's waist. From the waist up gradually, Xia Yihan wanted to hide, the loose pajamas exposed the beautiful scenery.
Ye Zimo's hands were moving at a leisurely pace as she stared at Xia Yihan. This kind of pressure, coupled with the illumination from the lamp, left Xia Yihan at a complete loss.
"Not here." Xia Yihan bit her lips to keep her voice from leaking out.
Ye Zimo carried Xia Yihan in her arms and carried her to her room. She placed her on the soft bed and began to draw the outline of Xia Yihan's face with her fingers.
Xia Yihan raised her eyes and saw that there seemed to be something mixed in the other party's eyes. A hint of anger?
Ye Zimo's emotions disappeared very quickly. After a gentle caress, she took everything for herself. Looking at the blurry Xia Yihan, Ye Zimo could only vent her anger in this way.
The next day, when Xia Yihan woke up, it was already almost 9 o'clock. In the dining room, the nanny was feeding Ye Chuqing, who was sitting at the table reading a newspaper.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" Xia Yihan reached out her hand to grab the orange juice on Ye Zimo's table, but Ye Zimo dodged to the side all of a sudden.
Xia Yihan looked at Ye Zimo, who had a huge reaction, and mumbled, "Sorry to disturb you?" Ye Zimo stood up and placed the newspaper on the table, patting Xia Yihan's head. She smiled and said, "No, I was too engrossed just now. You should hurry up and eat breakfast."
Before Xia Yihan could say anything, the phone in her hand rang. Xia Yihan looked at the caller ID and tried to switch it off. Ye Zimo was about to leave before she turned back. No problem, answer it. Maybe there's something urgent? I'll go to the bathroom first. "