The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 29 Who Are You

It happened to be noon when the two returned to Yufu Jewelry. The winter sun hit the glass window, illuminating the colorful mottled jade inside, and the entire interface took on a new look.

The waiter at the door of the store shouted 'Hello, boss', but his eyes fell on Song Ye, who was outstanding. Zhao Zhen's attitude towards Song Ye in the store is still very curious.

"Where's Yunhua?" Song Ye scanned around but didn't see the familiar figure, so he turned around and asked the waiter beside him.

The waiter was taken aback, and then replied: "She is sleeping in the lounge, I don't think she looks very well."

"Well, thank you." Song Ye thanked her, and walked straight into the store towards the lounge.

Seeing that Zhao Zhen didn't respond, the waiter suddenly realized that Yun Hua was not Zhao Zhen's little lover, but the child's relative.

Teng Teng Teng, on the way to the lounge, Song Ye's footsteps seemed a bit hurried.In the previous life, Yunhua died in Dashan, so she never came to live in Yuncheng with her, but she was used to being alone, busy with her own things, and it was really wrong to leave Yunhua in Yufu Jewelry and neglect her care.

At the end of the corridor on the second floor is the lounge. At this time, the door is closed, and it is silent at first glance, but Song Ye can hear movement in the room with excellent hearing.She quietly approached the door and put her palm on it. In an instant, everything in the lounge became clearly audible.

But the scene that came into view made Song Ye's eyebrows twitch. A crack appeared on her cold and waveless face. Without any further hesitation, she lifted her foot, kicked open the door and rushed in, throwing the sofa onto the sofa. Yunhua's wrist was slammed into the palm of his hand, the force was so great that there was a slight cracking sound from the wrist, the pain caused Yunhua to loosen his strength, and the fruit knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Song... Ye..." Yunhua's face was as pale as paper, and there was a faint light in her trance eyes. She looked deeply and shallowly at the girl standing in front of her. Seeing this face, her memory seemed to have traveled back to fleeing. that night.

Song Ye ignored her pitiful pale face, and said in a tone as cold as ice, "Do you want to die?" The blood on the fruit knife hadn't solidified yet, and the knife marks on the woman's slender arm were still oozing out Blood, witnessing the scene of Yunhua's self-mutilation, caused a huge shock to her heart, and she couldn't restrain herself, and her anger rushed to the top of her head.

"Death..." Yunhua murmured the word, tears fell from his eyes, he shook his head desperately, curled up in Song Ye's arms, "I don't want to die, don't live that kind of life again , but, Song Ye, I was so dirty. In those years, I lived so dirty. Even if I lay on a clean bed, I could smell the stench on my body. I really hate that I didn’t kill myself They, those scum, beasts!"

The roar in Song Ye's arms seemed to have exhausted all the strength in Yunhua's body. Along with the rushing tears, all the forbearable emotions and unbearable memories burst out, and those two bloody arms tightly hugged her. waist, dyed each other red.

Song Ye's body froze, and the face that was used to the cold was broken little by little by the tears.

After the age of 15, there are no such things as weakness and tears in her life. Self-acceptance and harm are both insults to herself. She would rather survive by gnawing on human flesh and drinking blood, so at this moment, she does not I don't know how to comfort a traumatized woman.

In the end, she could only freeze her body, gently put her hands on her back, and patted her back like an adult taking care of a child.

Perhaps because Song Ye had the same experience as her and was the one who pulled her back from the devil's lair, Yunhua always had a sense of dependence on Song Ye. After venting her tears, she was finally able to sleep peacefully for a while.

When Song Ye walked out of the room, Zhao Zhen stood by the window at the end, looked at her complicatedly, hesitated to speak, "Yunhua, is she okay..."

Song Ye's face was still a little gloomy, he nodded, and didn't say much, "Uncle Zhao, is there a computer in the shop?"

"...Yes." Zhao Zhen was stunned for a moment, walked to the next room and opened the door, "I bought this computer years ago, and I haven't had time to learn it, so it's useless."

Song Ye went in and turned it on, and sure enough, she saw that the system was being downloaded. Taking advantage of this time, she looked up at Zhao Zhen, "Uncle Zhao, I am underage, and I need a new guardian after leaving the Song family. It's you, what do you think?"

The time for her rebirth is still short, and she cannot easily contact her previous contacts for the time being, and the only reliable partner is Zhao Zhen, a partner.

"Be your guardian!" Zhao Zhen was really taken aback. One was that he ignored Song Ye's age, and the other was that he didn't expect Song Ye to trust him so much.You must know that Song Ye is a multi-millionaire now, whoever becomes the guardian has a certain right to control the property.Although minors claim that breaking away from their family is mostly a rebellious act, Zhao Zhen has always been rather disgusted, but thinking of the Song family he met at noon, Zhao Zhen really wants to praise Song Ye for his decisiveness, "Okay, As long as you trust me, I'm fine."

"Well, please ask Uncle Zhao to take care of Sister Yun for me." Song Ye opened the page to connect to the Internet, and after Zhao Zhen went out, he started to move his fingers on the keyboard. Countless pages were mobilized on the screen, and the dense codes could be seen People were dazzled, but Song Ye didn't even look at it, he directly changed the code, and then quickly erased the traces.

She hacked into Yuncheng's household registration system, moved her household registration to Zhao Zhen's name within 3 minutes, and made Yunhua's identity her sister along the way.

After finishing all this, she tapped her fingertips, hacked into the official data of Lincheng again, found the group of people captured in Dashan, and determined the location of the detention. When she was about to exit, she suddenly noticed that the menu bar appeared warning symbol.

That's... tracked.

Crackling, Song Ye's fingertips did not stop at all, and successively mobilized all IP addresses inside and outside Yuncheng to cover up the other party's tracking. Under the attack of thousands of data, the other party's tracking was completely interrupted within ten seconds. Only the last message left by the other party remained on the Internet.

'Who are you'

Song Ye glanced at the page, looked at the concise, blunt question without punctuation marks, and for some reason, a face that was as cold as ice appeared in his mind.

Didi... In the deep mountain base of Yuncheng, Qin Zhan stood next to the computer, with a cigarette between his fingertips, looking at a dark screen. , someone will go to robbery-prison."

　The group has been established, welcome to join~Group number: 314786628 Verification information: Song Ye

　　
　
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