You Are My Rare Passion

Chapter 1871: Retribution

   Chapter 1871

   "...Huh?" Ye Xingbei returned to his senses, realized something, rubbed his face, and smiled at him, "Little tree, what's the matter?"

   "Mom!" The little tree seedling snuggled into her arms and looked up at her with her little face up: "Aren't you happy?"

"Yeah," Ye Xingbei touched his little face: "Mom will go back to Jiangcheng tomorrow to pay homage to your grandpa and grandma...Mom misses them, so she is in a bad mood, but it doesn't matter. Mom just adjusts it. ."

   "Oh, I understand!" Little Sapling nodded, "It is raining during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. If there is a restaurant, the shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village...Mom, do you want to drink?"

   Ye Xingbei: "...no, thank you Xiaoshu."

"You're welcome," said Xiao Miao'er, "Mom, it's right not to drink. It's even more worrying to raise a glass. When you are worried, you will be even more worried if you drink wine. If the mother is not happy, the mother of the little tree will be happy. The teacher of the tree said, Xiaoshu is the warm baby of the healing system, and the little tree hugs and smiles, and mother has no troubles."

  While talking, he crawled onto Ye Xingbei's legs and grabbed Ye Xingbei's neck, like a chicken pecking at rice, pecking endlessly on Ye Xingbei's face.

   Ye Xingbei was itchy again, and he was warmed up again, and his depression, grief and anger, unknowingly improved a lot.

  After returning to the Gu’s compound, Ye Xingbei took care of the two children and fell asleep. He returned to the bedroom and took a short shower.

  When she returned to the bedroom, Gu Junzhu just came out of the bathroom. His hair was half dry, and the bathrobe was open, showing a slim but seductive figure.

   Ye Xingbei pulled him down by the bed, took the hair dryer, and blew him a few times.

  Gu Jun's hair was short, and it was dried after two minutes of blowing.

  Ye Xingbei put the hair dryer away and complained to him: "Can you not be so lazy? You can dry it in two minutes. You have to go to bed with wet hair. Do you know if you get a headache when you get old?"

  Gu Jun chuckled and embraced her in his arms, "Baby, do you know? I just like the way you talk about me, especially like my mother."

   Ye Xingbei: "...then you scream!"

  Gu Junzhu: "..."

   "Okay, Ye Xingbei, I'm bold enough, let's see how I can deal with you!" He turned over and pressed Ye Xingbei under his body, scratching her.

   "Don't make trouble!" Ye Xingbei smiled and pushed him, and stretched out his hand at him: "Where is the driver's confession?"

   Gu Jun sighed silently and shook her head, rubbed her head, opened the drawer beside the bed, took out a voice recorder, and handed it to Ye Xingbei.

   Ye Xingbei turned on the recorder almost holding his breath.

  The sound flowing from the recorder is very clear.

   is the voice of a rough and neurotic man.

  He seemed to be drunk, crying and talking.

  His words are incoherent, but understandable.

  Summing up the meaning of his words, Ye Xingbei basically understood everything.

  First, the reason why her parents died in a car accident was indeed Jiang Zhengxing who made him move his hands and feet in her parents’ car.

  Secondly, her parents are very good to him. The reason why he would help Jiang Zhengxing in her parents' car is because Jiang Zhengxing kidnapped his daughter and threatened him with his daughter's life.

   Third, after her parents died, Jiang Zhengxing gave him a large sum of money, and he took his wife and daughter to immigrate abroad.

Fourth, his wife and daughter didn’t know what he was doing. After immigrating abroad, the language, living habits, and customs were unclear. Life abroad was not as good as they thought. His wife couldn’t stand it, and divorced him and returned. domestic.

  (End of this chapter)