Chapter 955
Her voice is really enlightening!
"Have you ever seen that girl named Yan Ling, who is as clever and beautiful as the one in the photo?" Mrs. Yi thought of something and suddenly looked at the old waiter with expectation in her eyes.
"Madam Hui, Miss Yanling is not on camera. She looks much better than the photo." The old waiter said with a smile.
"Good! That's good! Match my voice The smile at the corner of Mrs. Yi's mouth could not be concealed.
"Madam, the young master is still folding flowers in it. Do you want to go in and call him?" The old waiter looked at the smiling lady Yi and asked respectfully.
"Don't, don't call him, don't tell him that I've been here, let him fold flowers carefully and attentively, and marry my daughter-in-law as soon as possible."
Mrs. Yi looked at the paper rose in her hand, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of joy. She still remembered that she had just come to settle accounts with her son.
Dragging her husband, she left quietly.
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"Shua --" a luxury car stopped steadily in front of a chic villa.
"Ms. Yang, according to your description, the last person who met Mr. Wei said it was here." Yang Muya's private detective respectfully opens his mouth.
"The owner of this villa, originally named Xia, died in a car accident more than four years ago, and his property was divided up by his relatives. The owner of this villa changed here. The people who live in it now should be the original relatives of the Xia family."
“……” Yang Muya looks at the villa in front of her, and her pupil is slightly tight.
It's really similar to the style of the person she remembers.
She reached for the door, walked towards the villa door and rang the doorbell.
"Who are you looking for, please?" In the villa, soon someone came out.
Seeing that Yang Muya was well dressed, he was even more noble and polite.
"I'm visiting the owner of this villa. My name is Yang. Here's my card." Yang Muya handed the card to the person who opened the door, and the other party looked at it, then looked up at her again.
"Just a moment. I'll go in and ask you."
Soon, a middle-aged man came out of the villa.
Along the way, he cursed at the person who went to report, "any stranger who says to visit, when I'm a guest house? You can't decide whether you can do something, just drive people away... "
When the door of the villa was opened, the middle-aged man who came out saw Yang Muya standing at the door, elegant and noble, his eyes changed instantly.
"Who are you, please?"
"I want to find a man. His name is weiqingsi. Someone has seen him here." Yang Muya looked at the man with desire in front of her eyes and asked patiently.
"Wei? I'm living in a private villa with my family. I don't know any weihesi. You've found the wrong place! " As soon as he saw that he was looking for someone, his middle-aged face turned black and he was ready to close the door.
"Wait a minute. I have a picture of him. You can have a look at it before you decide." Yang Muya hands the sketch to the man.
Her group photo with weiqingsi was all burned by Yang.
The only thing that can be taken out is her own sketch.
For more than 20 years, his appearance should have changed
"I don't even have a picture. Who can recognize it..." The middle-aged man's face suddenly changed when he saw the picture on her hand!
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"Have you ever seen that girl named Yan Ling, who is as clever and beautiful as the one in the photo?" Mrs. Yi thought of something and suddenly looked at the old waiter with expectation in her eyes.
"Madam Hui, Miss Yanling is not on camera. She looks much better than the photo." The old waiter said with a smile.
"Good! That's good! Match my voice The smile at the corner of Mrs. Yi's mouth could not be concealed.
"Madam, the young master is still folding flowers in it. Do you want to go in and call him?" The old waiter looked at the smiling lady Yi and asked respectfully.
"Don't, don't call him, don't tell him that I've been here, let him fold flowers carefully and attentively, and marry my daughter-in-law as soon as possible."
Mrs. Yi looked at the paper rose in her hand, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of joy. She still remembered that she had just come to settle accounts with her son.
Dragging her husband, she left quietly.
-
"Shua --" a luxury car stopped steadily in front of a chic villa.
"Ms. Yang, according to your description, the last person who met Mr. Wei said it was here." Yang Muya's private detective respectfully opens his mouth.
"The owner of this villa, originally named Xia, died in a car accident more than four years ago, and his property was divided up by his relatives. The owner of this villa changed here. The people who live in it now should be the original relatives of the Xia family."
“……” Yang Muya looks at the villa in front of her, and her pupil is slightly tight.
It's really similar to the style of the person she remembers.
She reached for the door, walked towards the villa door and rang the doorbell.
"Who are you looking for, please?" In the villa, soon someone came out.
Seeing that Yang Muya was well dressed, he was even more noble and polite.
"I'm visiting the owner of this villa. My name is Yang. Here's my card." Yang Muya handed the card to the person who opened the door, and the other party looked at it, then looked up at her again.
"Just a moment. I'll go in and ask you."
Soon, a middle-aged man came out of the villa.
Along the way, he cursed at the person who went to report, "any stranger who says to visit, when I'm a guest house? You can't decide whether you can do something, just drive people away... "
When the door of the villa was opened, the middle-aged man who came out saw Yang Muya standing at the door, elegant and noble, his eyes changed instantly.
"Who are you, please?"
"I want to find a man. His name is weiqingsi. Someone has seen him here." Yang Muya looked at the man with desire in front of her eyes and asked patiently.
"Wei? I'm living in a private villa with my family. I don't know any weihesi. You've found the wrong place! " As soon as he saw that he was looking for someone, his middle-aged face turned black and he was ready to close the door.
"Wait a minute. I have a picture of him. You can have a look at it before you decide." Yang Muya hands the sketch to the man.
Her group photo with weiqingsi was all burned by Yang.
The only thing that can be taken out is her own sketch.
For more than 20 years, his appearance should have changed
"I don't even have a picture. Who can recognize it..." The middle-aged man's face suddenly changed when he saw the picture on her hand!
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