Chapter 72

Mother Ye glanced at Feng Sen, clasped her left hand tightly with her right hand, and replied: "My second daughter, Fan Fan, was hospitalized in a car accident before. After leaving the store, I came back around 26 o'clock in the evening, by the way, Ah Jing ordered takeaway from our restaurant that night, when we came back, we came for her and chatted at the door."

"After that, about a little after nine o'clock, Da Lin... oh, it was Lao Ye's old classmate Qian Youlin who asked Lao Ye to go to his house for tea. I was so tired that night that I fell asleep. I didn't pay much attention to it, but..."

Mother Ye frowned and said not quite sure: "In a daze, I seem to hear Lao Ye talking about 'ghost hitting the wall', 'the Buddha blesses', 'going to worship in the temple' and so on."

Xiao Zhong's hand paused, looked up at Feng Sen, and then continued to ask, "Are Ms. Liu and Ms. Li Qiaojing familiar? What is the relationship between your husband Ye Weiguo and her?"

"Ajing's husband, Teacher Zhao, is my second daughter's language teacher. The two of them used to go to our restaurant for dinner. Ajing is very cheerful. We can chat very easily and get close. My old Ye..."

Mother Ye suddenly reacted halfway through her answer, her face changed greatly, and she asked defensively, "What do you mean by asking about the relationship between Lao Ye and A Jing? Are you suspecting that there is an unclear relationship between Lao Ye and A Jing? No? , you must be mistaken, Lao Ye loves his family very much, he is busy in the store every day, he will not come around outside, you are mistaken..."

Any woman will find it difficult to calm down when she hears that her husband has an affair with other women, especially for a traditional wife like Ye Mu, it may be harder for her to hear that her husband is cheating than to hear that he kills.

"Ms. Liu, please calm down." Xiao Zhong quickly stood up to appease Mother Ye, who was also taken aback by her big reaction.

Ye Fan hurried forward two steps, stretched out his hand but passed through Mother Ye's arm, looked slightly stunned, and remembered that he was in a pseudo-spirit state at the moment, so he could only be anxious.

"Ms. Liu, we didn't mean that, it's just a routine inquiry." Feng Sen stood in front of the TV stand, holding the family portrait photo on it, and said like a greeting: "This is your family's family portrait, it can be seen that Mr. Ye is very Do you love this family and your children?"

Looking at the family portrait, Mother Ye's mood gradually calmed down, and she nodded firmly: "Yes, Lao Ye loves his family very much, no matter how hard or tired, he never said a word when he fell ill for this family. Comrade police, he is a good man, a good husband, a good father, you must not wrong him."

"Don't worry, our police will never wrong an innocent person when we speak based on evidence." Feng Sen assured him with a just face, and then took a family portrait and chatted with Ye's mother: "Are these your three children? Really? cute."

This family photo was taken ten years ago, when the three children were still young, except for Ye Fan, who had long bangs to cover his eyes and looked very unmotivated, Ye Yun and Ye Feng both had round faces, and they laughed two little. Dimples, so cute.

"This is my eldest daughter Ye Yun. She is amazing. She is the city-level champion. Before graduation, she is valued by very powerful professors to participate in any experiment. She is the only one in the entire college, and she gets a national scholarship every year... This It's my second daughter. She's been thin and well-behaved since she was a child, and she never let adults worry about it... This is my son, Ye Feng, who has been naughty since she was a child..." When talking about his own children, there will always be endless things to talk about. , the expression on his face also became very soft, and he was no longer nervous and anxious.

(End of this chapter)

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