Dress up as a man: the black-bellied princess

Chapter 49 The Inescapable Tragedy

The next day came in a blink of an eye, Wen Jiuyan fell into a deep sleep obediently, while Ye Qingge cheerfully changed into her favorite clothes.

It's not how much she likes it, but——she thinks her mother might like it.

Ye Qingge put on that white dress that she had never worn before.

The white pleated skirt was inlaid with water blue lace at the bottom, and the upper body was embellished with exquisitely cut puff sleeves, which looked pure and beautiful.

Her long black hair, as smooth as silk, was combed into a playful braid from the back of her head.

She even put on that delicate and complicated crystal headband, which shone brightly in the sun.

Ye Qingge smiled lightly, with both an aura that transcends the mundane world and a mystery that is fatally attractive.

These two completely different contradictory temperaments have been perfectly integrated in her body.

When she went downstairs, even Elder Wen, who already knew his granddaughter's beauty, was slightly taken aback by that smile.

"Yanyan, you look very beautiful today!"

Mr. Wen quickly realized that his words were full of pride.

"Well, thank you Grandpa~" Ye Qingge imitated Wen Jiuyan's usual tone.

Although they have the same demeanor and tone, Mr. Wen always feels a little different, but he attributes this to his granddaughter's dressing up, which is naturally different from usual.

"Mom! Let's go!"

"Ah."

Mother Wen's eyes were doting, although there was still a trace of exhaustion after overwork in her brows, but her expression was very gentle.

I have to say that although Mother Wen is over 30 years old, she still has a very good figure, her demeanor is cold and noble, she looks like a young lady from an aristocratic family.

She just stood there quietly, with a straight figure, a flat expression, and cold and distant eyes, as if she was a snow-capped mountain above the clouds, making it difficult for people to approach.

To use an inappropriate sentence, Mother Wen is a beautiful female president with a strong aura!

"Mom, it's super, super pretty!" Ye Qingge held her mother's hand with a sweet and happy voice.

Mother Wen smiled softly, like the iceberg snow lotus that blooms once in a thousand years, everything is eclipsed.

This smile resembled Wen Jiuyan very much, Ye Qingge thought to himself, "Both of them are my treasures."

However, no one could have imagined that it was the last time she saw such a beautiful mother.

That's the last side.

Thinking back now, Ye Qingge still feels strong irony!
That white dress was like a harbinger of tragedy. The moment it was stained with blood, she forgot to breathe in despair.

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Ye Qingge, who was in high spirits, threw herself on her mother with all her heart, wishing she could hang her whole body on her.

So she, who has always had a keen intuition, didn't notice that the black car that had been following them...

Mother Wen, on the other hand, has been busy for several nights for an important plan in the company.

It was Father Wen's strong request to take the time to accompany her daughter this time, and let her take this opportunity to have a good rest and not to be overtired.

Therefore, as powerful as her, she also closed her eyes to rest her mind, ignoring the danger hidden behind her.

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"Ma'am, there seems to be something wrong with the car. Fortunately, there are many repair stations next to it... There is a cafe in front, why don't you and the lady go to rest for a while?"

The driver was puzzled, the car was fine yesterday, but why the engine couldn't start today?

Mother Wen glanced at the driver with an apologetic expression, her sharp eyes penetrated people's hearts, and after confirming that the driver was telling the truth, "Okay."

The driver was suppressed by Wen's mother's powerful aura at this moment, and his legs were almost so weak that he couldn't stand up.

He felt uneasy, and thought that he must fix the car quickly to pick them up, otherwise his job would be lost!
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Every night, whenever Ye Qingge recalled that day, the heart-piercing pain was still unbearable for her.

Perhaps this was an inescapable tragedy.

　【Author's words】

　　The next few chapters mainly write about the truth about Wen's mother's death that year.

　　And why Ye Qingge fell into a deep sleep.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)