She could have rushed to the hospital, held her father's hand with her mother, and let him leave with her and her mother's endless longing and reluctance.
Because of him, she didn't even get to see her father one last time.
The thought of this made Ye Li feel as if her heart was being torn apart.
"Ah Li!"
Li Xueqing looked surprised, finally understanding the crux of the matter. "So, you think that Dad's death and the Ye family's bankruptcy are inextricably linked to Yan Ci and the Fu family?"
Ye Li nodded.
Li Xueqing stopped and looked at Ye Li seriously, saying, "Although I don't know exactly what happened, I believe that Yan Ci is not that kind of person."
Previously, she shared the same thought as Ali, believing that the Ye family's current situation was all thanks to Fu Yanci.
Even Fu Yanci's decision to marry Ali was to take revenge on Fu Minghui and strike at the Zhou family.
During her week in the hospital, Li Xueqing thought a lot and no longer believed that way.
With Fu Yanci's methods, during the five years he took control of the Fu family, he had plenty of opportunities to wipe out Fu Minghui and the entire Zhou family without a trace.
Why go through all that trouble and start with Ali?
Not to mention, since she regained consciousness, she has witnessed firsthand how good Fu Yanci is to Ali.
Those involved are often blinded, while bystanders see things clearly. Having experienced a near-perfect love affair and then entered into marriage, Li Xueqing clearly knows that true love cannot be faked.
The joy that radiates from the eyes and heart when seeing a loved one cannot be faked.
“Ah Li…”
Li Xueqing patted Ye Li's hand, "Do you want to give Yan Ci another chance? And... give yourself a chance too?"
After a long silence, Ye Li nodded, "Mom, I understand."
Although I didn't know what to do, my heart, which had been drifting like duckweed, seemed to have found direction.
After taking a walk, the mother and daughter returned to the villa hand in hand.
When the doorbell rang, Ye Li went out and saw the postman in a brown uniform. "Beautiful lady, you have mail!"
letter?
I mean, what era are we living in? Who still writes letters in such an old-fashioned way?
I also want to say that she has only been living here for less than half a month, and apart from Luo Changchuan and Wan Mingyi, no one knows her address. How could someone write a letter to her?
Upon receiving the envelope, I saw the words "For Ye Li" written in strong, vigorous handwriting in the center.
Ye Li paused, her gaze lingering, and stood frozen at the doorway.
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