Chapter 221 They seem to hate us】

Two men with similar eyebrows and eyes followed Wang Ma's side, one was old and looked about the same as Li Qi, and the other was over middle-aged, with sharp eyes and quite imposing.

The middle-aged man supported the thin old man, and the rest were some burly men, whose temperaments were different from ordinary bodyguards.

Ye Qingyue could tell at a glance that those people should have military experience.

Or, these people are still serving in the army.

One of the two men who followed Wang Ma had a very special identity.

After the group approached, Ye Qingyue vaguely felt that the middle-aged man was familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

Seeing Ye Xianghong crying in the arms of Li Qi, the middle-aged man and the old man who rushed over instantly had tears in their eyes.

The old man wiped his eyes and said to the middle-aged man: "It's Yue'er, for sure... Look at what's hanging around her waist. It's the bracelet your mother and I made when Yue'er was three years old."

The middle-aged man pursed his lips and kept staring at Ye Xianghong.

"Little girl..."

Aunt Wang walked to Ye Qingyue and introduced her in a low voice: "This is your mother's father, named Jiang Sheng. The one who is supporting him is your mother's elder brother Jiang Ting. The bodyguards around are sent by the government to protect your grandfather."

As Ye Qingyue guessed, one of the two did have a special identity and worked for the government.

However, Aunt Wang's words also made her understand why she felt that Jiang Ting looked familiar.

Jiang Ting...isn't he Jiang Shaoyan's father?

She and Jiang Shaoyan are actually cousins?

Noticing what Wang Mama did, Grandpa Jiang and Jiang Ting looked over here.

"Are you the child that Wang Mama mentioned... Yue'er?"

Grandpa Jiang looked at Ye Qingyue with complicated eyes.

There was no joy of intergenerational affection, but instead a hint of rejection.

The same was true for Jiang Ting. Although he did not show it too obviously on his face, the alienation in his eyes was clear.

Ye Qingyue probably understood why these two people could not get close to her.

In their opinion, Ye Xianghong was abducted.

Ye Qingyue might be the child of the abductor.

To put it more seriously, Ye Qingyue is the descendant of the criminal who killed their child (sister).

It would be strange for Grandpa Jiang and Jiang Ting to see Ye Qingyue happy.

Ye Qingyue thought about it and did not explain the misunderstanding immediately, so as not to embarrass Old Man Jiang and Jiang Ting in front of so many people. Let

's talk about it later when there are fewer people.

"Yeah."

Ye Qingyue nodded and responded to Old Man Jiang's words with an attitude that was neither humble nor arrogant.

"This is not a good place to talk."

Old Man Jiang was relieved when he saw that Ye Qingyue did not get too close to him.

If this child really came to him just because he was her grandfather, Old Man Jiang would feel uncomfortable when he thought of the suffering of his daughter.

Fortunately, Ye Qingyue seemed to have good eyesight.

Old Man Jiang said again: "Let's go home first."

Although he felt uncomfortable seeing Ye Qingyue, Old Man Jiang did not make things difficult for a child.

With the help of Jiang Ting, he came to the bench.

Feeling someone approaching, Ye Xianghong raised her head while sobbing.

A strange yet familiar old man's face appeared in her sight.

Although they had not seen each other for many years and her parents' faces were no longer in her memory, Ye Xianghong still had a feeling in her heart and she subconsciously said, "... Dad?"

The word "Dad" made Old Man Jiang, who had stopped crying, tear up again. He responded several times, "It's me, Dad is here... Yue'er, my baby Yue'er, you have suffered..."

He raised his trembling hand and carefully touched Ye Xianghong's face, "It's cold outside, come home with your parents, okay? When you get home, I'll cook your favorite Tremella soup to warm you up, and there will be rice... I'll ask Aunt Wang to prepare braised pork for you..."

Old Man Jiang chattered and held Ye Xianghong's hand.

Li Qi held Ye Xianghong's other hand.

The two old people, each holding one hand, held Ye Xianghong in the middle.

It was just like many years ago, when a young couple held the little baby and walked on the way home.

Jiang Ting did not forget to support Grandpa Jiang on the side, and from time to time he would look at Ye Xianghong who was separated by one person.

Although they had not seen each other for many years, the little girl in his memory has now become a middle-aged woman.

But in Jiang Ting's heart, she is still his precious sister.

If it weren't for his parents talking to his sister, Jiang Ting really wanted to say to his sister: "Yuer, it's your brother, call him brother..."

The family of four held hands, and the picture was very harmonious.

Seeing her mother surrounded in the middle and being carefully cared for, Ye Qingyue couldn't help but smile and planned to move aside to not spoil the atmosphere.

"Qingyue."

But at this time, Ye Xianghong noticed something, looked at her, let go of Li Qi and Old Master Jiang's hands, and came over to pull her, "Go home with mother."

Just now, when Ye Xianghong looked at Ye Qingyue, she found her daughter standing there, alone, as if she was excluded by her family. She felt inexplicably uncomfortable in her heart, and walked over subconsciously.

Ye Qingyue was startled. She patted Ye Xianghong's hand and said softly: "Well, I'll follow behind."

Ye Xianghong asked: "Why should I follow behind?" Can't we go together?

"Well..."

Ye Qingyue thought for a while and said: "Because now, mother has to be the child of grandpa and grandma, and the sister of uncle."

So, at least now, she doesn't have to think about who she is.

Ye Xianghong was stunned, and didn't quite understand what the lady was talking about.

Ye Qingyue had already pulled her hand out and gently pushed her back to her original position.

Old Master Jiang and Jiang Ting also heard what she said, and their expressions became more complicated.

Li Qi only had Ye Xianghong in her eyes. She was happy to be able to hold her daughter's hand again, and she didn't notice the undercurrents between her husband, eldest son, and granddaughter.

Ye Xianghong followed the three people, but she would always turn her head to look at Ye Qingyue from time to time.

Ye Qingyue made eye contact with Ye Xianghong, and just smiled and waved her hands, asking her mother not to pay too much attention to her.

But the more she did this, the more Ye Xianghong looked at her.

When they arrived at the Jiang family's car, Jiang Ting was driving, Ye Xianghong, Li Qi, and Old Man Jiang sat in the back seat, and Ye Qingyue sat in the co-pilot seat.

As soon as she sat down, the voice of the system came to her ears, telling her the results of the DNA test.

She and Li Qi are indeed related by blood.

It seems that she found the right person.

Within a few minutes, the car stopped at the gate of a courtyard.

Before getting out of the car, Ye Qingyue saw two people standing by the house.

It was Ye Mei and Ye Feng.

Ye Qingyue was not surprised that the two arrived first. After all, they had been in the park for a while, and Zhong Jun had already come to her house to report the news. As

soon as the group got off the car, Ye Mei and Ye Feng came over.

Seeing the faces of the two, the Jiang family members vaguely guessed something, and then heard Ye Xianghong say, "Xiaomei, Ah Feng, you are here too?"

Ye Mei said, "Qingyue sent a message to my family, and I happened to go home to get something, so I came by the way."

After that, she and Ye Feng scanned the faces of the Jiang family members, and didn't know who was who, and how to greet them, so they fell silent.

Old Master Jiang and Jiang Ting looked at the two more children, and their mood became more complicated. They were in no mood to greet them, so they could only say indifferently: "It's cold outside, let's talk inside."

Then, they surrounded Ye Xianghong and coaxed her in.

The three children followed a few steps behind. Ye Mei asked in a low voice: "Are they really my mother's relatives?"

Ye Qingyue nodded and said: "Absolutely genuine."

Not only are there witnesses, but also physical evidence.

Ye Feng also lowered his voice and said: "They seem to hate us, sister, should we change into new clothes before coming?"

After entering the house, Ye Feng realized that it was too early for him to become weak in his own courtyard.

My mother's family is bigger and more imposing than their courtyard house, with carved beams and painted pillars, simple and elegant, and the large solid wood furniture in the house is also very exquisite.

Is it because they look too poor that my mother's family looks down on them?

Ye Qingyue heard this and sighed: "No, it's more serious than this."