C2 A Faint Bond of Sisters

"Mommy, I really want to go back and paint her face. "

Yem Yu walked to the door and could not help but turn her head and look fiercely at Yem Xue again.

"Daughter, don't be anxious. There is still a use for keeping her. "

At this moment, the mother and daughter had already understood what was going on and the corners of their mouths raised up a strange smile at the same time.

"Miss, the ground is cold. Let me help you. "

The butler looked at the purple-black bruises on Yem Xue's legs and his face was full of heartache. Eldest Miss was so much better. She was really pitiful.

"Eldest Miss, go back to your room and rest. We will be fine here. "

The butler really could not bear to do so. In his heart, he began to feel injustice for Yem Xue.

"Madam and Second Miss are really so. Didn't they just go to a banquet? They actually did not even come back to Mister's funeral. "

"Butler, don't say anymore. "

How could Yem Xue not feel sad in her heart? For so many years, her father had never mistreated them.

"Butler, I think I should go up and rest for a while. "

"Miss, Butler, come quickly. "

Yem Xue had not even reached the corner of the stairs when she was shocked by the high decibel female voice downstairs.

Before Yem Xue could recover her senses, she saw a dozen burly men in black suits rushing into the villa. In the blink of an eye, they were divided into two rows. They stood with their heads held high and their chests puffed out. Their expressions were very serious.

Without any time to think, Yem Xue rushed downstairs.

"Who are you? Why did you come to my house?"

Yem Xue's face was pale. She had never seen so many strangers at once. She did not know what exactly happened and what these people came for.

"Young Master. "

Under the respectful greetings of the crowd, a man in a handmade suit slowly approached Yem Xue.

"We meet again. "

The man stretched out his slender fingers and directly pinched Yem Xue's face. Yem Xue did not even understand what was going on. The intense pain from her jaw made her have no choice but to stare at the man in front of her.

What entered her eyes was a handsome face filled with anger. He had short hair, and his facial features were clearly defined. His nose was handsome, and his eyebrows were like carvings. His obsidian black eyes were sharp and domineering, and his entire body emitted a world-shaking deterrent force.

It was actually him. Although that face was no longer as tender as before, it had become even more mature. She wasn't dreaming, right? She saw him again.

Mu Yi kept staring at Yem Xue. She had delicate facial features, a standard oval face, distant brows, cherry lips, and fair skin that could be broken by a blow.

This woman is not bad. After not seeing her for so many years, she had become much purer, but why was her complexion so bad? There was not even a hint of blood on her face.

Mu Yi, don't be silly if you are concerned about her. Don't forget your purpose of coming back to North City. Don't forget your purpose of buying this house.

Mu Yi couldn't help but look at her sparkling eyes with adoration. He couldn't help but despise her. He wanted to see how long this woman could pretend. Didn't she like money? He didn't know what kind of expression she would have in a while.

"Let's take a look. "

Mu Yi waved his hand at his subordinate.

The words House Trading Contract made Yem Xue's already bloodless face turn even paler.

"This is. . . "

It had already been signed. Yang Hua, how could this be? Her stepmother actually sold the villa without telling her. Her father had just passed away. If the villa were to disappear again. . . How would she live in the future?

Party B signed, Mu Yi. It was these two words that made Yem Xue's eyes light up. If the buyer was really Mr Mu Yi, then there would be room for negotiation.