The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 654 You are finally here

In the main house of the Shao family, Song Ye saw the Bana flowers in full bloom, undulating in the wind, like a vast sea of ​​blood, guiding her step by step towards hell.

"Hehe, I was as amazed as you when I saw these flowers for the first time. Patriarch Shao is a very elegant person. I have been looking at these Bianhua flowers for more than ten years, and I can always feel the sadness in them. Miss Song, you Do you feel it?" At some point, Dr. Pang walked up to her one step behind and asked her how she felt after seeing these flowers.

He said that the patriarch of the Shao family poured sadness into these flowers, but what Song Ye saw was blood and sin.

Because the two lives added up, all that Bianhua brought her was death and blood.

"Doctor Pang, I don't want you to reveal the news of the Patriarch to someone who is not related to you." The housekeeper in front turned his head and warned.At the same time, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at Song Ye unintentionally, his eyes became more and more vigilant.

Dr. Pang has been walking around here for more than ten years, and he has always been a talkative person. Why is it uncharacteristic today, first bringing people up, and then entering the house to reveal the Shao family's privacy at will?He felt that all the willingness came from Song Ye.

The corridor in the house is very long. Because of the color of the roof tiles, the light in the whole house is not good. Song Ye watched the exquisite layout of Suzhou and Hangzhou gardens all the way, and followed the housekeeper's footsteps to the largest room in the middle of the house.

In front of the two carved gates, the butler stopped Song Ye, "Doctor Pang first, and you can only enter after getting the owner's consent."

After all, the housekeeper and Song Ye stood guard outside the door.

About 10 minutes later, Dr. Pang's voice came, "Miss Song, please come in."

The housekeeper frowned suddenly, glanced sideways at Song Ye, but didn't say much, and gestured to let him go.

Song Ye lowered her eyes, staring at the two exquisite wooden door knobs on the door, she had a strong premonition in her heart, as long as she pushed the door in front of her, then maybe the mystery of her life experience in the past ten years would find a breakthrough.

But she was not afraid, she resolutely raised her footsteps and stepped in.

With a bang, the door closed automatically, and the light in the room became dim again in an instant.

"Cough cough, come here." There was a dull cough, and the man's voice was hoarse, but his momentum did not diminish at all.

Song Ye glanced at the low-key layout in the hall, and guessed from the calligraphy and paintings hanging in the room and the tables and chairs used, that the owner of the room was a literati.With light footsteps, she had already walked behind the screen, and she saw a square table with the Four Treasures of the Study placed on it, and behind the desk was a slightly thin figure of a man.

Against the light, Song Ye looked at the man in the dark, and the face that came into view made her frown suddenly.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair, his figure was a little thin due to lack of exercise, but his waist was straight, his face was buried behind the dark desk, vaguely, but still unable to hide the handsome look between his eyebrows and eyes .

Sword eyebrows and star eyes, a straight nose, thin lips and bright teeth, fair skin and thin face, if you wear an ancient hairstyle, the man in front of you will be a noble royal family, even if you are in your early forties, you still hide it. Can't help this suave demeanor.

But what made Song Ye frown suddenly was not his handsomeness, but his appearance, which was too familiar to her.

Just like looking in a mirror, Song Ye was startled to realize that his appearance was three points similar to the other party's.

"Finally, you are still here." The man sat behind the table and said to her with deep eyes.

You are finally here.

The information in this sentence is so great that Song Ye was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to react.

The man recognized her and knew of her existence all along.

A man's appearance has absolutely nothing to do with her.

There must be some connection between the Bianhua flowers in that yard and the organization in the Alps.

There are too many things that can be analyzed, making the emotions hovering in Song Ye's heart more complicated and unspeakable. She opened her mouth, and finally uttered a difficult sentence, "What is your relationship with me?"

Obviously, it was useless to evade the disguise at this time. The other party had already figured out her details, and even said that she had been under his surveillance since she stepped into the territory of the Seven Great Families.

That being the case, let's just spread it out and make it clear.

"My name is Shao Yichen." The man looked at her inexplicably, then gently raised his hand, put an inkstone on the desk in his palm, and then, in front of her, made the inkstone disappear.

Song Ye's cold pupils suddenly shrank in an instant. The shock at the bottom of the eyes was not because of the magic-like ability of the other party, but because this ability was the one she was most familiar with, the spatial ability.

"Now, what do you think is the relationship between us?" Shao Yichen threw the question back to her, his slightly pale face couldn't see the expression clearly in the shadows.

Three points of similar appearance, the same spatial ability, just relying on these two points, and then trying to deny the blood relationship is deceiving oneself.

The identity of the person in front of him is very likely to be her... father.

Father, this name has been used for more than 18 years in two lifetimes. She no longer thinks about it, no longer expects it, and can no longer utter these two obscure syllables from her mouth. It is like a thorn in her heart. Years and months have passed. Even if it doesn't hurt, I feel the diaphragm.

That's how her family felt about her.

"Sit down, I don't mean to force you, you come here because you have something to do, as long as I can help you, it is my duty." Shao Yichen could see her stiffness, and thoughtfully did not say anything else, but greeted her like an old friend for many years looking at her.

Song Ye sat at the other end of the desk, and his eyes fell on a pair of calligraphy with wet ink on the desk case. It was an extremely wild and wild grass, which was obviously written by Shao Yichen just before their future.

Her fingertips twitched, feeling a little pain, she closed her eyes and stopped looking.

"My blood is mixed with other people's blood, which has triggered a recessive genetic disease, and my body is going into a dormant state." She found it difficult to feel disgusted with the man in front of her, and even face to face like this, she would Feeling very close, subconsciously let go of his guard, and told him his cause of disease.

This is rare for a highly vigilant killer. Ironically, Song Ye knew that all of this was due to that blood relationship.

"Hey, I guessed it." Shao Yichen sighed softly, and then raised a gentle smile, "Don't worry, I will save you."

I will save you.

These four words fell on Song Ye's heart, causing ripples in her heart, which was as calm as a dead sea.

(End of this chapter)