Chapter 3147 Whoever Regrets Is a Bastard 1

She remembered that time because of Ai Wei, she stood here and hit him with her high heels. She said, Ye Mulin, whoever regrets it is a bastard.

It has only been so long, are they really coming to an end?

She didn't call Ye Mu. She believed that Ye Mu was not involved, and that she moved out of Ye Zhai because of her and Ye Mulin's affairs.

She, Shirley Bai, is not such a selfish person.

She was walking alone on the street. Lin Sisi called and asked if there was anything she could help with, but she said no.

If the Lin family ten years ago might have been able to help, how could she bring the retired Lin family to the forefront again.

She sat alone on a park bench and dialed Ye Mulin's phone over and over again, but couldn't get through.

The mobile customer service played a cold voice over and over again, "Sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off."

She threw away the mobile phone in her hand, curled up on a park bench, and stared blankly...

She thought of her parents, and herself, and the choice the Night Mother gave her.

Go abroad with Ye Mulin.

When night was about to fall, there was fog everywhere, and the sky and earth seemed to be stained with a thin layer of smoke. She thought that Ye Mulin would not go abroad with her, even if she abandoned the Bai family and her family.

She got up in the dusk and walked slowly towards the apartment.

Ye Mulin didn't come back, so she made the noodles alone. It was very hard to eat, but she endured it and ate it.

From now on, there will be no one to cook for her, no servants to take care of her, and no big house...

At night, she was lying on the big bed. It was cold in the huge apartment, and it was also cold around her.

He didn't come back one night.

In the next few days, he did not come back.

She slowly despaired while waiting...

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In Ye Zhenggang's office, Ye Mulin was still wearing the same set of clothes from a few days ago. His eyebrows were gloomy and there was a thick stack of information in front of him.

Ye Zhenggang sat opposite his son and said in a calm voice: "The Bai family's case is about to be settled. Not only him, his wife, but also his daughter, Bai Shirley, are all involved. You have also seen it. She was used to launder hundreds of millions, let’s say at least ten years.”

Ye Mulin stared at his father, and his voice was hoarse: 'You know she is innocent. ’

"So what, the law will not automatically recognize it, it is fair." Ye Zhenggang looked at his son: "I know you want to be an agent, but how much can you lose for her, one year, two years or three years?" Years... Think about it, she is twenty-seven years old today. Even if she comes out after six years in prison, she will be more than thirty years old, and her family has been in jail for at least ten years. Even if she comes out, she will hate you to death. Mu Lin should wake up. , there is no way out for you and her."

Ye Mulin suddenly raised his eyes to look at his father, and slammed the stack of documents in front of him: "Dad, this is what you expect from me, to deal with my wife secretly and force me?"

Father Ye remained unmoved and said very calmly: "Everything depends on your own choice."

Ye Mulin lit the cigarette, but did not smoke, but his voice slowed down: "What if I take Shirley away and treat myself as a criminal?"

Ye Zhengang smiled slightly: "Then the two members of the Bai family may be sentenced to death and will be executed immediately."

Ye Mulin stared at his father and narrowed his eyes: "I really wonder if your heart is made of iron. How can you be so ruthless?"