C17 Twin Sister

Ye Qingqing looked at Jiang Yunting in confusion. She did not understand why he had suddenly gotten angry, "What do you think I should say?"

Jiang Yunting fell silent as he heard these words. However, his pair of black eyes never left Ye Qingqing, who was standing in front of him.

After a long while, he suddenly smiled coldly. "You seem to owe me an explanation for what happened back then, Ji Yueruo."

With this name, Ye Qingqing suddenly felt a sense of helplessness in her heart, "I already said that I'm not some Ji Yino. I'm Ye Qingqing, the adopted daughter of the Ye family, Ye Qingqing! Why did you not believe me after telling you so many times! "

Just as Ye Qingqing finished speaking, Jiang Yunting suddenly approached her. She subconsciously retreated slowly until she reached a corner of the wall. She finally had nowhere to retreat to.

She could no longer turn back. She belonged to this man.

As if he had seen the fear in Ye Qingqing's eyes, Jiang Yunting hesitated for a moment. His body quietly distanced itself from her as he coldly said, "Are you saying that you're not Ji Yuonuo?"

Just as Ye Qingqing was about to nod, she was caught off guard by Jiang Yunting. He pinched her jaw and said, "Then tell me, where did you get that face from?"

Ye Qingqing, who wanted to struggle, was stunned when she saw the photo album hidden in Jiang Yunting's phone.

This... How is this possible? How could there be two people in this world who resembled each other so much?

For a moment, Ye Qingqing thought she had lost her memory. Or could it be that when she was on the streets, there was actually a twin sister?

Jiang Yunting looked at Ye Qingqing, who looked as if she had been struck by lightning. The corner of his mouth curved up into a mocking smile, "Do you still have anything else to say?"

"No, no …!" Ye Qingqing panicked and snatched the phone from Jiang Yunting's hand. "There must be something wrong!" I have no idea... "How is this possible …"

"No impression?" Jiang Yunting said coldly, "Then how do you explain your face? Ji Yueruo, don't use such an excuse to lie to me, unless you feel that your fate is too hard and that you can endure the torment. "

Ye Qingqing could only feel her mind buzzing.

She was clearly Ye Qingqing and not Ji Yuuo, but how could there be such a person in the world? However … She suddenly noticed something was wrong.

The smiling woman in the photo seemed to have a teardrop in the corner of her eye.

Ye Qingqing was extremely excited as she pointed at the teardrop mark and said, "You …" Look! I don't have this mole! I am not this woman, you must have mistaken me for someone else! "

"The teardrop mark can be removed, but that doesn't mean anything, Ji Yueruo."

Jiang Yunting's cold voice indicated his disbelief and uncertainty. He had suspected this slight difference before, but aside from this doubt, this so-called Ye Qingqing … He was no different from Ji Yuuo.

"I'm too lazy to tell you!" Ye Qingqing was also a bit irritated, and she suddenly pushed herself away from him with all her strength. She grabbed a cloth and headed towards the garden at the back.

Surprisingly, Jiang Yunting didn't give chase. Instead, he stood on the spot and silently watched her furious back as his eyes turned deeper and deeper.

Later that day, the tired Ye Qingqing dragged her body back to the nanny's room. Just as she was about to lie down, she realized that she was covered in sweat. She stood up and ran to the bathroom on the first floor to wash up.

Jiang Yun didn't know what was so crazy about that she couldn't go to the bathroom peacefully even after taking a shower. He insisted that she come here, but even though it was awkward, she was able to get rid of the shadow of the public bathroom.

After taking the clothes that needed to be changed into the bathroom, she carefully locked the door and turned on the thermostat to enjoy the warm water slowly hitting her skin. She sighed in satisfaction.

After one day, only by taking a bath would she be able to completely relax. The water heater here was really good. It was like a hot spring. All of the tens of thousands of pores on her body opened up.

When her mood improved, she would even hum a song while wiping off the foam. Just as she was feeling pleased with herself, the light suddenly flickered twice and then went out.

The entire bathroom was suddenly dark, and the water had stopped flowing all of a sudden!

Perhaps it was due to Ye Qingqing's reaction being half a beat slower than others, but after a few seconds, she finally let out a scream.

She stumbled out of the bathtub in a sorry state as she shouted, but she couldn't even see the handle of the door in the darkness. The more she cried, the more she panicked, until she fell head first onto the ground and slammed her head against the cold wall, causing her tears to immediately fall from her eyes, "Ah, it hurts!"

Just as Ye Qingqing was about to collapse, she suddenly heard the sound of the bathroom door being forced open. A pair of warm and strong hands pulled her up from the floor and hugged her, before rushing out of the bathroom.

In her drowsiness, she seemed to be able to hear that person's voice, which was rarely heard panicking, "Xiao Yu! "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, everything is fine now …"

"I am not Xiaoyu... "I am Qingqing, Qingqing …" Even when she was in a daze, she didn't know what she had just mumbled.

"Why is there a sudden power outage in the villa?" A cold voice seemed to carry a hint of anger.

"Young Master, we don't know either. It seems like the electric gate has been broken and it has returned to normal."

"That's it, you guys go out first."

"Yes."

The surroundings seemed to quiet down again. She didn't expect to be hit so hard that her head broke. At this moment, Ye Qingqing's forehead was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze. She could clearly feel the throbbing pain from her wound.

"You … "Is it Xiaoyu or Ye Qingqing?" A pair of warm hands held tightly onto Ye Qingqing's ice-cold face. The usually confident voice sounded somewhat uncertain.

Had he finally begun to doubt?

Ye Qingqing relaxed a little and said, "Ye Qingqing." After speaking, she opened her eyes.

The intense light before her made her uncomfortable. After closing her eyes for a moment, she opened them and Jiang Yunting was already standing before her.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "How do you feel?"

Seeing him like this, Ye Qingqing did not know where she got the courage to cry out, "It hurts …"

Jiang Yunting's body stiffened. It was as if he hadn't expected that Ye Qingqing, who would never admit defeat, would be so weak. He was momentarily at a loss as to what to do next.

Ye Qingqing was so regretful that she almost bit off her tongue. What was going on? Why did she suddenly say such words out of the blue?

She habitually rubbed the blanket against her body, only to discover that she was already wearing pajamas. She couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. She remembered that when she was carried out of the bathroom by Jiang Yunting, her body was completely covered in foam.

"Ye Qingqing, if you really don't want to stay here, then show us your ability." Jiang Yunting suddenly changed the topic. In his cold attitude, there was an indescribable meaning to his words.

Ye Qingqing suspected that something was wrong with her ears. She asked in a low, muffled voice, "What do you mean?"

"Since you were abandoned by the Ye Family until now, the frequency of Dr. Wang's visits to my house has skyrocketed." Jiang Yunting suddenly bent down, and something stabbed deeply into Ye Qing's eyes, "Have you heard the story of the mayfly shaking the tree? Even if I hate you, I wouldn't waste a lot of time dealing with you. "

What did he mean? Was it because she had been injured too many times recently, or was the current her not even on the same level as that "Xiao Yu"? However, no matter what Jiang Yunting thought, she, Ye Qingqing, had always been just him. She would never take the blame for someone she did not know.

"It was you who kept pestering me. Now you're blaming me?" It was hard to tell if he was being a scapegoat or not, but Ye Qingqing had been feeling rather stifled by his words. These words had popped out in her head before she could even think them out.

Most of the light in front of him had been blocked by Jiang Yunting, leaving behind only a few rays of faint light. His tall and well-built body was now blurred by the light rays, and it seemed that he was no longer as cold and hard as before.

Ye Qingqing, who was still stunned, did not notice the change in expression in Jiang Yunting's eyes. It was as if a leopard in the forest knew that its prey had entered into a trap and had formed a brilliant ray of light in its eyes.

"What? Are you afraid?"

The distance between the two was suddenly shortened, and the unique male scent assaulted their senses. In an instant, it occupied every inch of Ye Qingqing's body, and all the air that entered her lungs came from the person in front of her.

This was the man that she could not resist the most, nor could she avoid.

"Director Jiang, I think it's time for you to rest." Ye Qingqing pulled the blanket over her head and tightly wrapped it around her. She then moved to the other side of the bed, clearly showing her resistance.

However, this childish action of his did not anger Jiang Yunting. In less than two minutes, the oppressive feeling in the room had already been isolated by the closed door.

Only then did Ye Qingqing pull away from the blanket, taking deep breaths. However, the item in the left atrium was like a windup, flapping non-stop. Even if Ye Qingqing were to press her hand on it, it would be of no use.

With Jiang Yunting's words and his face so close at hand lingering in her mind, Ye Qingqing felt that she had gotten sick and injured too many times recently. She was afraid that her brain had been implicated as well.

"I am Ye Qingqing …" "It's not Xiao Yu …"

Doctor Wang's sleeping soup finally worked. Although her mind was in a mess, Ye Qingqing still slowly drifted off to sleep. However, what she didn't know was that her murmurs had entered the ears of the man in the villa who had not slept for the entire night.

The lonely and limitless night did not fade. As dawn approached, it began to rain.