novelweb Chapter 685 Treat him as dead
Chapter 685 Treat him as dead
At this moment, Li Mingzhuang was writing at home.
A blank sheet of paper.
a pen.
Night Chaozhou.
Li Mingzhuang wrote these three words.
It occupies the entire white paper.
Ye Chaozhou felt heartbroken when he saw it.
He didn't know why, but Li Mingzhuang had been writing his name since morning.
"Miss, let's have a cup of coffee." Ye Chaozhou served Li Mingzhuang a cup of steaming coffee: "I just brewed this."
With coffee, Li Mingzhuang finally put down the pen in his hand temporarily.
When she finished her coffee, she picked up her pen again.
"Uncle Zhou, bring me some more blank paper." Li Mingzhuang said.
Ye Chaozhou was shocked.
This blank piece of paper has been written.
So what is Li Mingzhuang going to do?
Do you want to write a few more?
Ye Chaozhou didn't move.
Li Mingzhuang glanced at Ye Chaozhou in surprise, and then said, "Uncle Zhou?"
It turned out that Ye Chaozhou could quickly do whatever Li Mingzhuang ordered.
"Miss, stop writing." Ye Chaozhou said, "My hands will be tired."
Li Mingzhuang stretched out his right hand.
Her hands are beautiful.
White, tender, and the fingers are slender, even the finger caps are pink.
"I seem a little tired." Li Mingzhuang glanced at the white paper that was already full of writing: "After all, I have written so much."
"So Miss, stop writing." Ye Chaozhou said, "It doesn't make any sense."
"It doesn't make any sense?" Li Mingzhuang said confused: "No, it does. I always feel that although I think of Yechaozhou, I have forgotten many things, and they are very important things."
Li Mingzhuang bit the tip of his pen: "That's why I wrote his name. I hope I can think of something."
Ye Chaozhou's heart sank, and he asked uneasily: "Miss, did you remember anything?"
Li Mingzhuang shook his head.
She said: "So I still have to write, because even though the paper is full, I don't think of anything. But when I write his name, I feel touched."
Li Mingzhuang placed his left hand on his heart: "An indescribable touch."
"Miss, no matter how much I write, I'm afraid I won't be able to remember it." Ye Chaozhou said: "I have never heard of writing a person's name to remind you of the past with him, so you'd better not write it. For such a person, don't forget it. Think about it."
"People should always look forward, miss!"
Li Mingzhuang seemed to have not heard Ye Chaozhou's words. Instead, he jumped out and said, "Uncle Zhou, have you found Ye Chaozhou yet?"
When Li Mingzhuang mentioned this, Ye Chaozhou was frightened.
He bit the bullet and said, "Miss, we haven't found him. I told you before that he seems to have disappeared from the world. There is no trace at all. He can't be found at all."
As if he was afraid that Li Mingzhuang would ask someone else to look for him again, Ye Chaozhou said again: "Even the eldest lady, I have a suspicion."
Li Mingzhuang's eyes suddenly lit up: "Doubtful! What suspicion!"
Ye Chaozhou said in a solemn tone: "He is already dead!"
Cursing yourself is not a good thing.
But Ye Chaozhou had no choice.
He was thinking about asking Li Mingzhuang to give up now.
As long as Li Mingzhuang can give up.
It's okay for him to curse himself!
Li Mingzhuang was stunned.
died?
"Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to suddenly lose all news." In order to convince Li Mingzhuang even more, Ye Chaozhou could only continue: "So I suspect that he is no longer alive, and Miss, the deceased has passed away, so don't go there again Find it, otherwise it would be disrespectful to the deceased."
"I think the eldest lady should give up looking for Ye Chaozhou and continue her own life."
Li Mingzhuang said nothing.
Maybe she was shocked by Ye Chaozhou's words, she was a little stunned.
It was as if he had suddenly drifted away from the sky, without speaking or reacting.
And at this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.
That doorbell rings so fast!
As if something big happened!
The doorbell rang so loudly, but Li Mingzhuang was still stunned, as if he hadn't heard it.
It was Ye Chaozhou who opened the door.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Nan Lin at the door, out of breath.
"Ye! Ye! Ye Chaozhou!" Nanlin shouted to Ye Chaozhou.
Ye Chaozhou's face behind the mask suddenly changed!
Did Nan Lin recognize him?
Li Mingzhuang, who was lost in thought here, seemed to come back to his senses when he heard the sound of "Ye Chaozhou".
She immediately ran over here.
Ye Chaozhou suddenly felt tense all over!
"Ye Chaozhou is a bastard! He's a bastard!" Nan Lin finally finished his sentence!
Ye Chaozhou: "......"
Although he was called a bastard and a bastard, Ye Chaozhou was relieved!
He said it!
It's impossible for Nan Lin to recognize him!
Seeing Li Mingzhuang running over here, Nan Lin waved the newspaper in his hand: "Mingzhuang! I have something to show you! Look!"
Ye Chaozhou looked at the newspaper in Nan Lin's hand, and his heart suddenly sank.
Although he didn't know what was written in the newspaper, he vaguely felt an ominous omen!
Ye Chaozhou was about to snatch the newspaper from Nan Lin's hand, but Li Mingzhuang was one step faster!
The newspaper here fell into Li Mingzhuang's hands.
Nan Lin was afraid that Li Mingzhuang wouldn't be able to see it, so he pointed at the section where Li Mingzhuang was reported: "Look at Mingzhuang! Look! What kind of man is Ye Chaozhou!"
"You may have forgotten what he is, that's why you are looking for him! But it's okay!! It's all recorded in these newspapers!"
"Obviously a beautiful woman like you loves him, but he still messes around with others, hugs and kisses others on the street! This is simply a bastard! He simply doesn't take you seriously at all!"
"Mingzhuang! Such a man is not worthy of your concern! He is not worthy of your seeking him! Just treat such a man as dead!"
Nanlin finally has some ideological similarities with Yechaozhou.
Ye Chao Zhoucai told Li Mingzhuang that "Ye Chao Zhou" might be dead.
Nan Lin told Li Mingzhuang that Chaozhou must have died that night.
Li Mingzhuang didn't speak here. She widened her beautiful eyes and stared at the yellowed newspaper in front of her.