The Villainess is Three and a Half Years Old

The door opened, and the boy went straight down.

He is not young, that is, twelve or thirteen years old. His hair is pitch-black, his eyes are like black jade, his eyebrows are tender and delicate, and his bones reveal a bit of warmth and nobility.

"What's the matter, Qinghe?" The driver in the front seat got out of the car and asked him curiously.

Ye Qinghe didn't speak, and kept staring at Ye Ya on the chair.

He felt that the surroundings were too dark, so he squatted in front of the chair and leaned a little closer.

The little girl was short of breath, her face was blushing abnormally, and she didn't know whether it was too cold or too insecure, and her body trembled from time to time.

Ye Qing's eyes moved down, and she stuck at the tear mole under her left eye.

"Yaya..." Ye Qinghe murmured, his fingertips touching her face unconsciously.

"Qinghe?"

The driver's call brought him back to his senses, but Ye Qinghe remained silent. He bent down and gently carried the little dumpling into the car, raised his head and said to the still dazed driver, "Uncle Zhao, let's go."

As a part-time worker, the driver didn't ask much about the host's family, so he nodded and got into the car to start the engine.

Ye Ya was having a fever, and she was so drowsy that she didn't know that someone came over and took her into the car.

The car drove smoothly all the way. In the small space, Ye Qinghe couldn't stop looking at her curiously.

Much like.

Even the mole under the eyes is exactly the same.

His sister died untimely just a month after she was born.

After the death of the younger sister, the mother was so devastated that she forcibly used the younger sister's gene to clone a second leaf bud, despite her father's obstruction, without even changing the name.

Ye Qinghe remembered that since the clone sister came to the house, the relationship between her parents had obviously become cold. But the mother didn't care and gave Ye Ya the best she could.

However, this happiness did not last long.

His cloned sister showed an above-average IQ within a few months. She learned everything quickly, walked, spoke, and math for young children. She knew almost nothing. Because they are too smart, they don't have the conscious emotions that normal children should have. They don't cry or make trouble. Most of them are quiet, like a machine.

Ye Qinghe heard her mother say something: "Even if she looks the same, she is still not my daughter."

"Qinghe, your sister has long since died. Mom is going to find her now..."

After that day, my mother passed away.

Not long after, the one-year-old Ye Ya was sent away by his father. He explained that he was going abroad, but Ye Qinghe found a clone destruction agreement in his father's drawer. His father signed his name and fingerprinted on it. .

Ye Qinghe is still young, he doesn't understand the twists and turns of the adult world, he only remembers how sad his sister was when she left; he also doesn't know why sister Ye Ya, who should have been destroyed, came back here, he only knew that he was very happy and very happy , extremely happy.

When he was about to arrive at Ye's villa, Ye Qinghe looked at the driver who was driving: "Uncle Zhao, will Dad be back in more than a month?"

"If Mr. said quickly, he would be back in half a month."

Ye Qinghe thought about it, and then said: "Then before Dad comes back, can you not tell him about it."

This thing refers to the leaf buds.

The driver nodded: "I'll treat it like I don't know."

Back at Ye's house, Ye Qinghe handed Ye Ya to the nanny to take care of him, and he waited anxiously outside. It was not until the babysitter cleaned Ye Ya's body and changed his clothes that he was called in.

The little girl was sleeping in the soft bedding, the pale blue sheets under her body made her sculpted in pink and jade, her naturally curly short hair wrapped around a small face, her long eyelashes were black and black, and they trembled like a butterfly fanning. wing.

- It's so cute.

Ye Qinghe sat beside the bed and liked to touch her cheek again and again.

"Is Ya Ya having a fever?" Ye Qinghe's raised eyes were surprisingly similar to Ye Ya's, revealing undisguised worry in the clarification.

The nanny clenched her fists, her lips squirming: "It's easy to say that you have a fever, but..."

"Just what?"

The nanny didn't answer, her eyes fell on Ye Ya.

Ye Qinghe felt weird and immediately lifted the quilt and lifted her clothes.

The skin of the child was pale, shriveled and thin. There are large and small pinholes and strange red scars all over his belly, arms, chest and thighs, and all over his body.

The scars were so ferocious that he didn't dare to look at them.

Ye Qinghe's heart was sour, and he held back his tears and put down his clothes carefully.

"Tomorrow Dr. Li will come to check on the kid, and let him show the little girl too. It shouldn't be a big problem, you don't need to be too sad." The nanny reassured, "It's getting late, why don't you first Go to bed. I'm here to watch tonight."

Ye Qinghe nodded reluctantly, and turned his head three times and left the room.

When he went back to the room to sleep, the nanny also dutifully guarded Ye Ya, and would come in every once in a while to see if she had wet the bed and whether she had kicked the quilt.

**

Ye Ya slept soundly this night and didn't wake up until eight o'clock in the morning.

Looking at the sunlight falling in from the window, the leaf bud conditioned reflex wanted to stretch the branches and perform daily photosynthesis, but she forgot that she had no leaves now, and could only stretch her arms and kick her short legs.

[Did you sleep well? ] The tone of the system was filled with resentment.

"Good morning, uncle." Ye Ya greeted politely, "You're still here."

are you still there?

Ah?

Listen to what it is called, what is it called!

The system was dying of depression. He originally wanted Ye Ya to get into Xia Qing's car and start the novel's plot, but now it's better, the girl went straight back to Ye's house!

In the novel, the vicious female partner was retrieved by Ye Qinghe, the boss of the Ye family, at the age of 14.

After she came back, the whole Ye family was turned upside down, and the chickens and dogs were restless. The younger brother Ye Yu was originally suffering from severe mania. The two had different personalities, quarreling day and night, and even attacking in serious cases;

As for Ye Linchuan, he didn't like this cloned daughter from the beginning, and was extremely cold to her. The female supporting role knew that Ye Linchuan asked someone to destroy her. She had no affection for him, only hatred, so she planned to take revenge; Ye Qinghe wanted to restore stability to the family, but never thought it would get worse and worse, and finally collapsed and suffered a heart attack. Died at the age of 23.

But it doesn't matter, since it's been recognized, it doesn't matter if you finish the plot ahead of time!

These cannon fodders are always going to die, and it makes no difference whether they die sooner or later.

The system thought about it, and began to issue today's vicious female supporting task.

[The host needs to do bad things to make the Ye brothers hate it. Now please choose any one of the following four tasks to complete, and get an SSS grade. The task reward: [Wish Seed]]

A pale blue panel slides in front of Ye Bud, with four options juxtaposed on the panel.

1: Tear up Ye Qinghe's workbook.

2: Madly insulting Ye Qinghe for being ugly.

3: Go away to Ye Ziyu.

4: All the above three tasks are accepted and executed.

Ye Ya carefully identified the floating small characters for a long time, and bit her fingers in confusion.

[What's wrong with Ya'er? ]

Considering that Ye Ya is a child, the tasks released by the system should not be as vicious as possible. A small-scale vicious act like destroying the homework book can be completed in minutes.

Ye Ya's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her voice was sweet: "Uncle, I don't know the words."

[…]

She asked sincerely: "Can you write demon characters?"

System: [￥%…&&#%%@! ]

[Do you recognize the numbers? ]

Ye Ya shook his head.

The system accepted its fate, and gave up and said: [Then choose one of the four lines that is pleasing to the eye. ]

"Oh~" Ye Ya responded warmly, and tapped the third option with her short fingers. Her mother said that three long and one short choose the shortest~

[The task is accepted successfully, please complete it within 12 hours. ]

Ye Ya seems to understand, but—

"What is the third rule, uncle, you didn't tell me?"

The system said with the only patience: "Ya Ya wants your second brother to get out."

Ye Ya tilted her head ignorantly and was about to say a few more words to the system when footsteps came from outside the door. Ye Ya jumped from the bed to the ground, and hid behind the curtain with the school uniform on the chair.

She covered her head and eyes tightly, but her body was completely exposed.

She showed her legs brightly, making it difficult for Ye Qinghe, who had just come in, to not pay attention. Ye Qinghe stood silent in front of the door, thinking seriously about whether to remind her.

Wouldn't it hurt the children's hearts too much?

Um…

After thinking about it for three or four seconds, Ye Qinghe started playing cooperatively, "It's so strange, why is Ya Ya missing? Did she sneak away?"

Ye Ya, who thought she was well hidden, moved her ears, carefully lifted her school uniform and stuck out half of her head, her black eyes flashing brightly, "How do you know my name is Ya Ya?"

Ye Qinghe pursed his lips and held back a smile, walked over and squatted in front of her, "Are you hungry?"

Ye Ya touched Kong Kong's deflated stomach, "Hungry."

Ye Qinghe took her soft little hand, put the breakfast prepared by someone on the table, and looked at her with a smile on her cheeks: "Eat it."

Ye Ya looked vigilant, but she was not afraid when she saw the white kitten lying on top of Ye Qinghe's head.

A person's guardian spirit can see the essence of this person, so this big brother is not a bad person.

"Should I feed you?" Ye Qinghe felt that it was too embarrassing for the child to hold the spoon, so he eagerly wanted to help.

Ye Ya shook her head: "I'm a 100-year-old adult, I don't want you to feed me."

The system's words made her secretly remember until now.

Ye Qinghe's eyes slid through the loss, glanced at the corner of his eyes, and noticed that the school uniform on her body looked familiar.

Like...their school?

"Where did Ya Ya's dress come from?"