If Sun Dongqing came over and saw Ye Jian getting along with so many officers like relatives, he didn't know what crazy move he would make, and he was the only one who would clean up the mess in the end.

Ye Ying, who was twitching in her throat, nodded repeatedly, but a trace of guilt flashed in her heart. A second ago, she was thinking how great it would be if Sun Dongqing was there, and even wanted to bring it up. She would see Ye Zhifan's expression How dare you mention it.

In the family, Ye Ying has always been able to tell who is the person she can rely on in the end.

The two father and daughter continued to rely on their presence at Uncle Gen's memorial service, and Ye Zhifan couldn't help lowering his head when he saw the memorial service with soldiers standing guard outside, and even restrained his official authority a lot.

Looking at Uncle Gen lying surrounded by white chrysanthemums, Ye Zhifan, who put a chrysanthemum on it, felt very uncomfortable in every way.

If he had known earlier that Uncle Gen knew so many prominent officers, he would never have let Ye Jian go with him, but let his daughter often go there to honor him.

It's a pity that I knew it too late. Ye Jian, who was cultivated by himself, became a direct relative in everyone's mind. Seeing every bowing guest would comfort Ye Jian, Ye Zhifan could only sigh.

The memorial service ended from 3:00 p.m. to 5:00 p.m. Uncle Gen didn’t like extravagance. Before he died, he confessed not to inform too many people. According to his last words, the army did not go too far. I have to say that the "old squad leader" first-class sergeant major passed away, and only the people in the army saw him off.

Major General Yang of the Army was unable to escape due to an incident at a certain base, so he personally called to express his condolences as a show of respect.

All the people in and out were officers and soldiers in military uniforms. An Jiaxin, who had been keeping a close eye on Ye Ying, didn't even dare to vent her breath. She stood cautiously in a corner, only paying attention to Ye Ying's whereabouts in a resolutely faceless manner.

"What are you doing here sneakily?" Someone suddenly patted An Jiaxin on the shoulder from behind, causing her heart to miss half a beat. Turning her head to look again, An Jiaxin patted her chest lightly, "It's you ,Scared me."

T6 raised his eyebrows, "I have a good memory, you still remember me."

"I'm not stupid." An Jiaxin muttered, and didn't pay much attention to this man who was said to be a soldier, and once again turned his gaze to where Ye Ying was, where is he? What about people? Bright eyes instantly widened.

He hurriedly searched for the crowd with dark green grass. He was there a second ago, and disappeared a second later.

T6, dressed in casual clothes, followed her gaze into the crowd and saw that she seemed to be looking for someone, so he couldn't help asking, "Who are you looking for? Do you need my help?"

"Find someone who is very annoying. I was keeping an eye on her all the time, but you just patted me, and when I turned around, she disappeared!" An Jiaxin was a little anxious, and the memorial service was coming to the end. On the main stage, Head Liu recounted the glorious deeds of Uncle Gen's life in a sad tone. After a while, Uncle Gen's body will be cremated. Ye Ying must not be allowed to do bad things at the last moment!

She didn't say who to ask, T6 really couldn't help, so she asked her softly, "Tell me about the outfit of the person you're looking for, two people are better than one."

That's right!

An Jiaxin immediately told about Ye Ying and Ye Zhifan's outfits, and said solemnly after finishing, "This father and daughter treat Ye Jian very badly, especially that woman, who has bullied Ye Jian since she was a child. Tell me as soon as you find it!"

Dressed in casual clothes, T6 has a clean temperament like a big brother next door in order to be close to a pure girl. Plus, he has a handsome appearance. An Jiaxin has met him three times, and she doesn't think that T6 is a soldier.

Because it doesn't look like it!

Power outage at home, power outage, power outage..., and, from seven in the morning to nine in the evening...

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