Every year in March, there would be heavy rain in the Southern Zhou City, and this year was no exception.
As soon as they got out of the airport, the huge raindrops hit the floor in front of Song Jianyue's feet one after another as if they were free of charge. It was as if the Milky Way was pouring down and the ocean was pouring down.
Song Jianyue remembered that when she left three years ago, it was March, and it was raining that day. Everything seemed to be the same as usual, but it seemed to be different.
She couldn't help but clench her hands that were holding onto her suitcase. She looked at everything in front of her. There was a trace of uncontrollable joy in her heart that she wanted to jump out of it, but she stopped in the next second. Could that little bit of hope really go as she wished?
Song Jianyue did not know.
But her return was definitely something that many people were unwilling to do.
On the busy road, no one noticed that a Hummer was parked on the roadside.
"Brother, look over there! Is that beauty a little familiar?" Chu Qingqi leaned against the car window, staring at Song Jianyue under the eaves thoughtfully.
The man who was pointed at raised his eyes slightly, but he didn't move his head. He sneered and said, "Which woman doesn't look familiar?"
Chu Qingqi choked...
"No! I mean it. Look!" He pointed at the figure outside the glass window, unconvinced. He always felt that he had seen it before, but he just couldn't remember.
He scratched his head in frustration. "It shouldn't be like this. It's impossible for him to have no impression of such a beauty!"
The person next to him was so annoyed by him that he had to close the tablet helplessly. He lowered the window slightly and looked at it, and then frowned.
"It's her?"
"Oh! I remember now. Isn't this the famous top lady, Song Jianyue!!!" Chu Qingqi shook his head proudly.
The man looked at the man who got in the taxi and left. He sneered and said, "Ha, she is no longer a socialite."
The Song Group had been under Ye Lingsheng's control for a long time. As a notorious woman, she could even gain a firm foothold in Nan Prefecture City.
Chu Qingqi curled his lips when he heard that. He leaned against the steering wheel and sighed with emotion.
Three years ago, Song Jianyue, with her excellent family background, beautiful and charming appearance, and the temperament and cultivation that she had cultivated since she was a child in the mountains of gold and silver, became the most outstanding young lady from a famous family in Southern Zhou City.
At that time, she was gentle, kind, and sincere. She was pursued by many children of rich and powerful families. No one would not say a word about this woman when they saw her, and their lives would be complete.
However, in her young age, Ye Lingsheng was the only person in her heart from the beginning to the end. Twenty-one years old was the best age to be released, but he had fallen into the dust because of being involved in a case of injustice.
From then on, not only did she lose the Ye Lingsheng in her heart, but she also lost half of her innocence. In one night, she turned from a clear and pure girl into an unforgivable murderer.
The car steadily stopped in front of the Ye Family's old house. Looking at the blue-and-green villa, Song Jianyue was a little timid for a while.
It had been three years. When she thought of that wronged night, the unwillingness and resentment in her heart still burned her eyes.
The butler came out of the room to welcome her. Seeing this, she calmed down and returned to her usual calm and elegant appearance.
"Miss Song, please!"
Walking into the backyard, she saw Ye Rong, who was leisurely watering flowers. The old man was still dignified and imposing. Compared with before, he was not old at all.
"Grandpa!"
Hearing this, Ye Rong only paused for a moment, but he did not turn around.
Behind him, Song Jianyue couldn't help standing straighter when she saw this. It could be seen that she was reserved. Their relationship was still different.
After a while, he put down the kettle in his hand and sat down on a bench beside him. He pointed at the chair opposite him.
"Sit down." His voice was loud and his expression was serious.
Song Jianyue nodded, a trace of stiffness flashing across her face.
"Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came back this time?" Ye correct seemed to be asking casually, but the aura around him became heavy, pressing down on Song Jianyue.
"I missed home, so I came back to have a look." She pursed her lips and tried not to make her voice tremble. Ever since she saw the old man, the grievance in her heart was like a flood that could not be suppressed.
"Nnan City has changed a lot." Ye operaten looked at her, and his calm eyes suddenly became dignified. "If you are not used to it, you can go back to England."
Song Jianyue suddenly raised her head and looked at him in disbelief.
"Grandpa?"
Her eyes suddenly turned red. The old man knew how hard she had been these years!
"You know, I was wronged. Luo Zhiyu's death has nothing to do with me. The reason why I appeared is..."
"Yue'er!"
Song Jianyue's explanation was ruthlessly interrupted.
"Grandpa Ye, you are the only one who knows the truth. As you said, as long as I go abroad, I will explain it to Brother Ling Sheng and clear my name." Song Jianyue was unwilling to give up. She had done nothing, so why should she live in the world with such a heavy crime?
"So what if we explain it now? With your current status, you are not worthy of my Ling Sheng," Ye Rong said lightly. However, the Song family's words completely crushed Song Jianyue, who was full of fighting spirit.
"Let's go back and live a good life there."
After he finished speaking, he left without looking back, leaving Song Jianyue in a daze.
At the same time, the housekeeper walked out of the room and said the same words, "Miss Song, please!"
When they came out of the Ye Family's old house, it was already dark before the rain stopped. Song Jianyue wandered aimlessly on the road, holding an envelope in her hand, which contained a ticket to England and a huge check.
Song Jianyue burst out laughing sarcastically. He was a liar! All of them were a liar! Her laughter was crisp and clear as it blended into the heavy rain.
In the distance, a Hummer was galloping toward them. "Watch out!"
The car lights stung Song Jianyue's eyes. The sudden car made her stunned and her face turned pale.
"Creak-"
Fortunately, the car stopped in advance, but Song Jianyue, who had been shocked too much and suffered from low blood sugar, saw black in front of her eyes and fell down heavily in the tense mood swings.
The man in the passenger seat walked down. He didn't care about the raindrops hitting his noble sleeves. Looking at the people on the ground, he couldn't help frowning.
"It's her?"
