Madam Yan felt that her blood pressure was rising.
She couldn't believe her ears, she had a heart attack and it was Song Yuting who gave her medicine
"Say what you said again." She pointed at the middle-aged man, Song Yuting's husband Wu Liao, with trembling fingers.
The old man's face turned pale.
Song Yuting has been with Mrs. Yan for sixteen years. During these sixteen years, she thinks she treats Song Yuting well. Song Yuting is in her fifties, old enough to be her daughter, and she really treats Song Yuting as her daughter in many cases.
Song Yuting, that's how she repaid her
Jing Boyuan glanced at Madam Yan's ugly face, and said to one of the two nurses, "It's Dr. Hu."
Then he walked directly in front of Wu Liao, looked down at Wu Liao condescendingly, his voice was calm but irresistible, "If you have anything to say, come out and tell me."
After saying that, he walked out of the ward first.
Wu Liao forced his straight back to bend down under Jing Boyuan's pressure, and his fear and awe of this quiet man who couldn't distinguish between emotions and anger grew stronger in his heart.
There is a kind of man in this world who can scare others with just his eyes and aura, regardless of his status or status.
Wu Liao swallowed his dry throat, glanced at Mrs. Yan, and involuntarily raised his heels to follow Jing Boyuan out.
After hearing Wu Liao's words, Ye Qingxin understood his identity.
"Grandma, are you okay?" She worriedly held Mrs. Yan's hand.
During this period of getting along, she felt that Mrs. Yan was a sentimental old man. Although Song Yuting was just a servant who took care of Mrs. Yan, Mrs. Yan would still be sad when she learned of Song Yuting's betrayal.
"Grandma" Ye Qingxin didn't know how to comfort the old man.
When Wang Lita saw this situation, although she didn't understand exactly what happened, she also realized that she had caused trouble.
"Old lady, I was downstairs just now, and he said he was here to visit you, and he couldn't get up without an elevator card. I didn't think much about it, so someone helped you up, I don't know"
Before she finished speaking, Mrs. Yan fell down clutching her chest.
"Grandma" Ye Qingxin was startled, and quickly supported her.
At this time, Dr. Hu rushed over with two nurses. Seeing this, the nurses immediately stepped forward and gave the old lady an injection.
Old Madam Yan didn't faint, her eyes widened and she covered her heart and wept silently.
Dr. Hu measured her blood pressure, which was much higher.
"It was not fine before, why did the blood pressure suddenly rise?"
Ye Qingxin replied: "Grandma heard bad news."
"The old lady can't be stimulated now, what's the matter until the old man recovers?" If it was someone else, I'm afraid that Dr. Hu would get angry. Facing Ye Qingxin, Dr. Hu had no choice but to restrain all his impatience and remind him softly.
Ye Qingxin nodded, "Got it, Doctor Hu." After a pause, she looked at Mrs. Yan's dazed pale face and asked, "Is my grandma okay?"
Dr. Hu took the stethoscope out of his ear and said, "Fortunately, it's all right."
After some tossing, Dr. Hu led the two nurses away, and before leaving, he told Wang Lita to call him in time if anything happened.
Ye Qingxin sat by the bed, held Mrs. Yan's cold hand, and comforted: "Grandma, don't be sad."
"Where is she now?" Mrs. Yan asked with her lips whispering.
Ye Qingxin replied truthfully, "At the police station."
"Why?" Mrs. Yan coughed twice, and asked again: "Why did she do this? Am I treating her badly?"
"Grandma." Ye Qingxin stretched out her hand to run along the hairline of the old lady Shunyan, her almost white hair felt a little dry to the touch at her fingertips, revealing the vicissitudes of time.
"It's not that you treat Song Yuting badly. Everyone has a fatal weakness. She has been exploited by others. She can do whatever she says and be manipulated by others."
Ye Qingxin's address for Song Yuting changed from Aunt Song to Song Yuting.
In the past, Ye Qingxin respected Song Yuting as Aunt Song, because she was old, and because she had taken care of Mrs. Yan for more than ten years, and knew that she had done something to hurt Mrs. Yan. Ye Qingxin mentioned Song Yuting in front of Mrs. Yan.
Now that Mrs. Yan already knew, Ye Qingxin didn't need to pretend anymore.
"Is it Wei Juan who is ordered by someone?" All Madam Yan can think of is Huang Weijuan.
Huang Weijuan has been disrespectful to her for so many years, and she only thinks about the Yan family's property, she doesn't know.
It is not impossible for Huang Weijuan to find someone to kidnap and hurt Ye Qingxin, and threaten Song Yuting to attack her.
Ye Qingxin did not deny it.
Old Madam Yan laughed suddenly, the laughter was tinged with sadness, and the moisture in her eyes became more and more intense.
"grandmother"
Mrs. Yan laughed for a while, and laughed at herself: "For so many years, it turns out that I have been raising a white-eyed wolf at home."
Ye Qingxin didn't speak any more, and quietly held the old man's hand.
For this kind of thing, what others say is futile, and you can only digest it by yourself.
"At the beginning, I shouldn't have considered Gu Xingde as a godson just to find an heir for Liangyan. There was no heir. At worst, I would donate the company to the old man when I had to die.
"During this period of time, I have always felt that Yuting has something on her mind. It turns out that there is such a big thing hidden in her heart."
It is harder for a good person to do a bad thing than a bad person to do a bad thing.
Huang Weijuan had sought someone to kidnap Ye Qingxin. Mrs. Yan knew that Huang Weijuan's behavior was nothing but anger. Now that Song Yuting, who has always had a good relationship with her, betrayed her, she was more sad.
I don't know how long it has passed, when Jing Boyuan came back, the middle-aged man probably left and never appeared again.
"Xinxin, you go back with A Yuan." Madam Yan stroked Ye Qingxin's hair and said, "You are healthy now, rest is very important, grandma is fine, you should go back and rest earlier."
Ye Qingxin was not at ease.
Mrs. Yan saw her worries, and said: "There are so many people here to take care of you, including doctors and nurses, it's okay, you are here, but grandma will be worried about you, so you won't be able to have a good rest."
"Then I'll see you tomorrow."
"good."
Take the elevator down.
Leaning in Jing Boyuan's arms, Ye Qingxin asked him, "What did you tell Song Yuting's husband?"
Jing Boyuan carried Ye Qingxin's backpack in one hand, and put his arm around her shoulder with the other. He patted her arm and said in a low voice, "He won't come here to annoy the old man again, don't worry."
"Why did you tell him to threaten him and promise him benefits or promise to let Song Yuting go?"
Jing Boyuan hugged Ye Qingxin's arm tightly, and said calmly: "Neither of them."
"Then how did you get him to give up the idea of begging grandma?" Ye Qingxin asked inquisitively.
"Before I investigated Song Yuting, I checked her husband Wu Liao by the way. I found that Wu Liao used the money Song Yuting earned to raise a lover outside. I just analyzed for him, what benefits Song Yuting's imprisonment can bring him."
Ye Qingxin: ""
Wu Liao came to Mrs. Yan to intercede, but she was reluctant to part with Song Yuting, the cash cow. After this incident, Song Yuting would definitely not be able to serve Mrs. Yan anymore.
Upon hearing this, Wu Liao immediately dismissed the idea of getting Song Yuting out.
Ye Qingxin looked at Jing Boyuan, she could vaguely guess what Jing Boyuan told Song Yuting's husband, this man sees human nature too thoroughly, and is also very good at controlling people's hearts.
After getting out of the elevator, Ye Qingxin suddenly thought of Song Yuting's son who embezzled public funds. This kind of person is a moth in the company, and he might make a fatal hole in the company at any time.
"Song Yuting's son is still pretty"
It was already eight o'clock, and the night was as cold as water.
Jing Boyuan took off his windbreaker and put it on Ye Qingxin, hugged her tightly, and said, "He has been suspended for investigation."
Ye Qingxin leaned in Jing Boyuan's broad and thick arms, and looked up at his stern profile. The man's serious and meticulous, even somewhat cold expression made her feel safe and warm inexplicably.
Without her knowing, he had already done everything.
Tonight, Wang Lita brought Song Yuting's husband up and provoked the old man. It was an accident within an accident. Fortunately, Mrs. Yan was only sad, and there was no other major problem.
Thinking of Mrs. Yan crying and sad, Ye Qingxin couldn't help feeling sad.
Outsiders always yearn for and envy the life of a wealthy family, but they don't know that being in a wealthy family also has its own difficulties.
In the face of money and status, the filth of human nature is vividly displayed.
In the next few days, Ye Qingxin went to class during the day and went to the hospital to accompany Mrs. Yan for a while at night.
Wang Lita almost made a big mistake by leading Wu Liao upstairs, Mrs. Yan and Ye Qingxin didn't blame her, she took care of Mrs. Yan more attentively after that, every time someone came to visit Mrs. Yan, she would stop them from the door first, call Ye Qingxin or Jing Boyuan before letting them into the ward.
On Thursday, Mrs. Yan was discharged from the hospital and went home to recuperate.
On Friday, Ye Qingxin took leave of absence for the two elective courses in the afternoon to go to the hospital for an obstetric examination.
b ultrasound room.
Dr. Bai took the probe and slid it over Ye Qingxin's stomach. After a while, Dr. Ning was replaced.
Both of them furrowed their brows deeply, their faces solemn.
This time Cheng Ruyu was not there, Jing Boyuan stood beside the B-ultrasound bed, his eyes fell on the computer screen, there was a blurry mass of gray on it, constantly changing, sometimes it looked like a baby's head, but it didn't if he looked closely, Ye Qingxin couldn't understand it.
Jing Boyuan focused his eyes, as if he could understand.
After checking for a long time, Ye Qingxin vaguely saw thin sweat oozing from Dr. Ning's forehead.
She couldn't help but frowned and asked, "Doctor Ning, is the child okay?"
Dr. Ning smiled, and said jokingly: "It's very challenging to give Mrs. Jing a prenatal checkup."
After a while, she said: "The three babies are growing very well, and the size matches the gestational age. Don't worry, Mrs. Jing. I will have a four-dimensional color Doppler ultrasound in a while, so I can see them more clearly."
Dr. Bai said: "In terms of diet, we must strengthen nutrition and pay attention to balanced nutrition."
Ye Qingxin smiled and thanked: "Thank you Doctor Bai and Doctor Ning."
Dr. Bai and Dr. Ning: "Mrs. Jing is polite."
Coming out of the hospital, Ye Qingxin suddenly remembered that she forgot to ask the doctor about the sex of the child. She sighed regretfully, then laughed again, and said, "Although I haven't been able to know whether the little ones are boys or girls, knowing that they are healthy and healthy is more important than anything else, do you think so?"
There were many people in the hospital, Jing Boyuan held her in his arms, and he hugged her arm tightly after hearing this.
Ye Qingxin said to herself, "I think there must be boys and girls." That's what she expected.
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bsp;Jing Boyuan said suddenly: "You may be disappointed."
Ye Qingxin froze for a moment, "What do you mean?"
Jing Boyuan looked down and said seriously, "There are no girls."
Ye Qingxin opened her mouth, a little surprised, "How do you know?" Thinking of Jing Boyuan watching the computer screen so intently, as if she could understand it, her eyes widened slightly, "You can understand it"
Jing Boyuan did not deny it.
"You can understand B-ultrasound, you can see that the three little guys are boys"
There was light in Ye Qingxin's eyes, "Bo Yuan, are you sure?"
Jing Boyuan replied indifferently: "Ninety percent sure."
Ninety percent of what he said was conservative.
Ye Qingxin tightly grasped the windbreaker material on Jing Boyuan's body with both hands, admiration flickered in her black and white eyes, she smiled so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, and asked, "You can still understand B-ultrasound, tell me, is there anything in this world that you don't understand?"
Seeing the joy and admiration in the girl's eyes, Jing Boyuan felt extremely comfortable for no reason. He smiled unconsciously and said, "There are many."
Ye Qingxin hugged his waist with a smile.
I always feel that my husband is the best, capable of everything.
The two talked and laughed and walked towards the parking lot. The sun shone on the two of them, and the picture was as beautiful as a painting.
Back at the Nanshan villa, three elderly people gathered around to ask about the results of the examination. They were naturally very happy to know that the babies in Ye Qingxin's womb were all healthy and all boys.
Saturday.
April 16th, the auspicious day chosen by Mr. Sheng at the beginning.
Ye Qingxin wore a more dignified and formal dress.
Every family has a set of complicated procedures for recognizing their ancestors and returning to their ancestors. Considering Ye Qingxin's belly, Mr. Sheng and Mrs. Sheng simplified the procedures.
Go to the ancestral hall and ask the elders with the highest seniority to get out the genealogy, fill in Ye Qingxin's name, pay respects to the family tomb under the leadership of the elders, and then set up a banquet to recognize the ancestors and return to the clan.
In addition to the elders of the family, Mrs. Sheng and Mr. Sheng also invited the elders of the major families in the capital to witness.
Hundreds of people came bustling and bustling.
The ancestral hall of the Sheng family was handed down from the ancestors, at least it has a history of hundreds of years. Mr. Sheng renovated it more than ten years ago, which cost nearly 50 million at that time. When Ye Qingxin walked into the ancestral hall, he had the illusion of going back in time. The quaint architectural style and magnificent momentum vaguely showed the scenery and glory of that year.
Jing Boyuan was always by Ye Qingxin's side.
The first two steps went smoothly. When filling out the genealogy, the name written was Ye Qingxin, and Sheng Yanxin was not written. This was agreed before.
Although Mr. Sheng's seniority is not the highest, he is the patriarch of the Sheng clan, and he presides over the ceremony of recognizing the ancestor and returning to the clan.
After sweeping the family tomb, the group returned to the old house of the Sheng family.
The feast of acknowledging the ancestors and returning to the ancestors was placed in the old house of the Sheng family.
There are more than sixty tables of banquets in the huge banquet hall of the Sheng family, and six Michelin three-star chefs are invited to cook.
Ye Qingxin used boiled water instead of wine, and toasted the elders table by table.
For Ye Qingxin, those big people who once met were as if they were in the sky, but they treated her as amiably as if they were younger members of the family.
Ye Qingxin always smiles quietly and dignifiedly, neither humble nor overbearing, her words and deeds are not bad compared with those famous ladies.
Some things are born.
The noble and elegant temperament that Ye Qingxin was born with has not been wiped out in the poor life of the past twenty years. After the baptism of hardships and hardships, it has settled down more purely and transparently. If she is given a chance, she will shine brightly.
Sheng Wenqiong sat on the seat, holding a goblet in his hand, looking at Ye Qingxin, as if he had hidden a needle.
She could hardly connect the radiant Ye Qingxin who shuttled through the banquet with the humble little maid she saw in Jing Boyuan Villa back then.
Back then, Ye Qingxin, even though she was as beautiful and indifferent as now, was still so calm and neither humble nor overbearing, but at that time, she was like a dusty pearl, all the brilliance was covered by that thin layer of dust.
But at this moment, the dust is washed away, and the brilliance is completely revealed.
Sheng Wenqiong gritted her teeth, the little girl she could step on at will now needs her to be jealous, and even look up to.
With a snap, she put down the goblet heavily.
Except for Sheng Wenqiong, all the elders on the table were female elders from the side branches. Seeing Sheng Wenqiong like this, they all knew where her anger came from.
Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere on the table was silent, which was incompatible with the excitement around them.
In the past, Sheng Wenqiong was the sole heir of the main line of the Sheng family, and everyone naturally flattered her. Sheng Wenqiong's face turned cold, and everyone had to coax her. Now that the granddaughter of the Sheng family has returned, it is hard to say who is the first heir.
Sheng Wenqiong obviously felt that not only her status at home had changed because of Ye Qingxin's appearance, but outside, she was no longer the one who was admired by all the stars. Such a gap made her even more unbalanced.
Ye Qingxin came to Sheng Wenqiong's table.
Holding the wine glass, she first greeted everyone politely.
After Mrs. Sheng introduced everyone's seniority to her one by one, Ye Qingxin called people one by one according to their seniority without any stage fright.
When Sheng Wenqiong was called, Ye Qingxin smiled all over her face, held a wine glass to her, and called out respectfully: "Auntie."
Sheng Wenqiong glanced at Ye Qingxin indifferently, ignoring the wine glass Ye Qingxin brought to her.
Ye Qingxin held the wine glass, the smile on her lips remained the same, her polite and patient smile made Sheng Wenqiong even more arrogant and rude.
Mrs. Sheng secretly pinched Sheng Wenqiong's arm.
Sheng Wenqiong ignored it.
Old Mrs. Sheng's cloudy but shrewd eyes showed anger, "You have to deal with nonsense according to the occasion. You, an elder in your fifties, are not as sensible as a 21-year-old junior and pay attention to your identity."
Madam Sheng didn't speak loudly, the banquet hall was noisy, other tables didn't hear her words, but everyone at this table did.
Everyone lowered their heads and held their breath, pretending not to hear.
Mrs. Sheng tore off Sheng Wenqiong's clothes, "Pick up the wine glass"
Her voice was a little loud, and the people next to her looked at her.
Today is the day when Ye Qingxin recognizes her ancestors and returns to her clan. Giving a toast to the elders is also a way to obtain the approval of the elders. If Sheng Wenqiong is allowed to treat Ye Qingxin coldly, others will only think that Ye Qingxin has no status in the Sheng family.
Ye Qingxin can now be said to be the heart of Mrs. Sheng, the only granddaughter of the Sheng family, and the princess of the Sheng family. Mrs. Sheng does not allow others to show her the slightest bit of disrespect, even if that person is her own daughter.
This was the first time Mrs. Sheng had shamed Sheng Wenqiong in front of outsiders.
Sheng Wenqiong glanced at Ye Qingxin's smiling face, gritted her teeth hard, picked up the wine glass and touched Ye Qingxin's wine glass, the force was a bit strong, and there was a ding sound, which made Ye Qingxin's wrist numb, the wine glass shook violently, and the water in the glass spilled out.
At the sudden scene, someone beside him gasped in shock, but Ye Qingxin was as steady as a mountain, looked at Sheng Wenqiong indifferently, and said with a smile: "Thank you, aunt."
Good upbringing makes Sheng Wenqiong look like an uncultivated shrew even more.
Mrs. Sheng looked at Sheng Wenqiong more and more disappointedly, but she looked at Ye Qingxin with more satisfaction.
Jing Boyuan glanced at Sheng Wenqiong calmly, took out a handkerchief from the right pocket of his suit trousers, lowered his head, and wiped Ye Qingxin's wet hands patiently and meticulously.
The ordinary and simple movements are full of a man's care and pampering for a woman.
"Old madam, you are really lucky. Not only do you have such a granddaughter who looks like a lady, but you also have such an excellent grandson-in-law. Look at this young couple, they are so sweet." Someone said at the dinner table.
"Ah Yuan and our Sheng family are really predestined. After going around and going around, he finally became the son-in-law of our Sheng family."
The following words are a bit like which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted.
At the beginning, Yu Qingyou liked Jing Boyuan, but no one in the circle knew that
Those words were clearly saying that Yu Qingyou was incapable of marrying Jing Boyuan, Ye Qingxin was married, although this was true, it fell into Sheng Wenqiong's ears, and it was extremely piercing.
This was simply humiliating her for being so active in matching Yu Qingyou and Jing Boyuan back then.
The hand holding the goblet was suddenly tightened, and after a while, it was released again. She smiled, and she said: "Being good in front of outsiders may not be really good. Who knows how the couple lived when they got home and closed the door. There was a domestic violence incident that was exposed on TV before. The couple loved each other as if they were one person in front of outsiders. As a result, the woman was beaten at home and cried."
"That woman is not the most pitiful, at least she has two parents who protect her and save her from the fire pit. If she is like some people who have no parents and no one cares about her when she is beaten to death, then she is truly pitiful."
Jing Boyuan's eyes were serious and calm, as if he didn't hear Sheng Wenqiong's words, he helped Ye Qingxin carefully and gently wipe one finger at a time, folded the handkerchief and put it back in his pocket.
That veil Ye Qingxin remembered, it was the first time they met, and he handed her the dark blue one to wipe her face.
Jing Boyuan kept it and used it all the time.
Putting away the veil, he glanced at Sheng Wenqiong in a leisurely manner, with a hint of sternness in his deep eyes.
"My aunt has lost 6 billion yuan in two years playing futures, and she still has the mind to take care of other people's couples."
Jing Boyuan didn't deliberately lower his voice, apart from Sheng Wenqiong's table, people at the two adjacent tables could also hear it.
"What?" Old Madam Sheng was startled, her volume suddenly turned up, and when she noticed that the people around her were all looking over, she suppressed the anger rising from the bottom of her heart, pulled the corners of her mouth to comfort everyone, and said, "It's all right, you guys eat."
"Explain clearly to me tonight." After leaving this sentence, Mrs. Sheng led Ye Qingxin to another table to toast.
After Jing Boyuan said that, Sheng Wenqiong's face became pale and ugly.
No one knows about her playing futures, not even Yu Wei, but Jing Boyuan actually knows, and knows exactly how much she lost
Six billion yuan is nothing to Sheng's Group, but it is definitely not a small sum to an individual.
Except for the extravagance of the manor, she lost all the money she got from the manor for so many years, which is one of the reasons why she is eyeing the manor.
Without that considerable income, how would she be able to support her extravagant life and satisfy her desire to play futures in the future.
Just like gambling, she is addicted to playing futures, and she watches the market almost every day when she is free.
"After losing 6 billion in two years, the Sheng family is indeed rich and powerful. I have never seen 6 billion in my life."
"How can you compare with others? The Sheng family has the Sheng Group and a manor with an annual revenue of several billion. Six billion is a drop in the bucket for the Sheng family."
There was a lot of discussion on the table, but Sheng Wenqiong didn't hear it, she turned her head and looked in Jing Boyuan's direction.
For the first time, I really realized that the junior who seemed not to be offended was really not easy to offend.
Relying on the Sheng family behind her and her status as an elder, she always thought that Jing Boyuan didn't dare to do anything to her. Facts have proved that Jing Boyuan doesn't need to do anything to her at all. A simple sentence can make her feel bad.
Tonight, the Sheng family didn't know what kind of storm it would be.
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A certain Yao ran away with the lid on the pot