Reincarnation: I Married My Ex's Brother

Chapter 611 Meeting

Seeing Ji Yinbing, Olivia’s boyfriend nodded at her.

Leading Ji Yinbing, the two of them walked towards the house in silence. Olivia’s boyfriend thought about it and finally instructed Ji Yinbing, “Miss Ji, Olivia cried and is not in good spirits now. If, I mean if, she said something unpleasant, I hope you don’t blame her.”

Ji Yinbing naturally did not blame Olivia.

How could she blame Olivia? She had indirectly caused her to lose her only brother!

It had been ten years since he last saw Olivia.

In his memory, the once young and lively girl had now become a sexy and beautiful woman. Olivia had long golden hair, and like his brother, it shone with a dazzling but not blinding light.

Olivia stood in the living room in a light blue dress. She looked at Ji Yinbing speechlessly with slightly red eyes.

Ji Yinbing felt guilty when she faced Olivia.

She felt ashamed.

“Olivia…” Ji Yinbing sobbed.” I’m here to apologize. “

Olivia looked at her for a long time without saying anything

Ji Yinbing stood at the entrance. It was as if there were needles everywhere under her feet, and it was very painful. After a long silence, Olivia said slowly, “He called me a few days ago and said that he would come back for my wedding. He also said that he wanted to trick you into coming with him, but you rejected him.” Olivia shed tears as she spoke. “I never thought that the way you came to the wedding would be like this.”

Hearing this, Ji Yinbing finally collapsed. “I’m sorry!” She knelt down as she spoke. “I’m sorry, Olivia! It’s me. It’s all my fault. If we didn’t change seats, he wouldn’t have had to die.” Although Craven didn’t die for her, he could have avoided this.

Ji Yinbing knew how deep the relationship between the two siblings was. At this moment, Olivia’s tears were undoubtedly the knife that cut Ji Yinbing’s heart.

Olivia shook her head in tears. She said, “It’s not your fault.” She wiped her eyes, but she could not wipe them clean no matter how hard she tried. “Get up. He loves you, that’s why he wants to give you a safe seat. He’s kind and upright. He protected a pregnant mother-to-be. I’m proud to have such a brother for me!”

Olivia strode over and faced Ji Yinbing. She knelt down too.

Olivia hugged Ji Yinbing and said, “We lost it at the same time. You don’t have to apologize to me.” Olivia didn’t blame Ji Yinbing. She said softly, “After all, you’re the girl he likes.”

Ji Yinbing cried uncontrollably.

Less than a week after Craven’s funeral, Olivia held her wedding.

At the wedding, Olivia smiled brightly.

She made a speech at the wedding, about her acquaintance with her husband, about her interesting childhood. Finally, she talked about her and Craven.

In her speech, she praised Craven for being the greatest pride of her life.

Ji Yinbing sat in the banquet room and watched as Olivia spoke with tears in her eyes in her wedding dress. The name Craven came out of her mouth over and over again. Every time Ji Yinbing heard the name Craven, her heart trembled.

In the end, she still owed him.

After Olivia’s wedding ended, Ji Yinbing did not stay in America for long.

Like her previous plan, she went to many places to travel. Every time she went to a place, she would buy a postcard there, write a blessing sentence, and send it to anywhere without an address. The name of the receiver would always be

Craven, cousins.

Ji Yinbing’s last stop was in China. When she arrived in China, the country was already in early autumn. China in the autumn had another beauty. Ji Yinbing went to Hangzhou, Suzhou, Henan, and Qing Hai in China. The last place she went to was Junyang City.

When Ji Yinbing arrived at Junyang City, the leaves of Junyang City were already red. She heard that Junyang City would hold a large lantern event.

At night, thousands of exquisite ancient lanterns hung on the streets of Moyang Street in Junyang City. Ji Yinbing stood in the corridor on the second floor of the imitation Tang building and looked at the men and women wearing Chinese clothes and holding lanterns as they walked down the street. That was the first time she came into close contact with Chinese Han culture. It had to be said that it was very shocking, beautiful, and pleasing to the eye. She ate at a restaurant called “Moon Tower” and walked to the street alone. She bought a jade green lamp and a jade green dress. Ji Yinbing changed her clothes and asked someone to comb her hair into a beautiful bun. Then, she carried the lamp and swam in the crowd.

She admired the view from the street while thinking about something.

Among the thousands of lanterns, there was a black ancient lamp that emitted a faint light. The person holding the lamp was a man in his fifties. He was wearing a black Tang suit with purple dragon patterns on his face. The man held the lamp and walked on the stone road.

On the way, the young man and woman brushed past him.

He looked at these young and energetic lives with nostalgia in his eyes. Suddenly, a jade green figure walked in from afar.

The man in black looked at her in shock.

He was probably dreaming.

Ji Yinbing had just walked to the door of a jade shop and was about to walk forward when her wrist was suddenly grabbed tightly. Ji Yinbing subconsciously resisted. Her combat skills were top-notch. She grabbed him and threw away the lamp in his hand, holding his right hand behind his back.

“What are you doing?”

Her cold voice and domineering gaze were sharp and quick.

Not her.

The man being held did not change his aura and still looked elegant. He said, “Miss, I just wanted to tell you that your hairpin fell.” Ji Yinbing was stunned. She lowered her eyes and saw a black peachwood hairpin in front of the man’s toes.

Ji Yinbing was furious. She quickly let go and apologized to someone. “Sorry.” Ji Yinbing bent down to pick up the hairpin and looked up at the man’s face, which had started to age but was now elegant and calm. She smiled lightly and bent down to apologize to him again. “Sorry.”

With that, Ji Yinbing walked past the man and walked forward.

The man was still standing at the same spot, reminiscing about that smile.

They looked so similar when they smiled.

“Dad!”

A young man in a suit ran downstairs and saw his father staring at the crowd with a disappointed and confused expression. “What’s wrong, Dad?”

Han Bing shook his head and said, “I met someone I seemed to know.”

Ji Yinbing returned to her room that night and changed back into her clothes. She had just turned on her computer when she received a message from Zhuang Long.

Zhuang Long: (Open it OK. Look at the message. I’ll send you a fax.]

Ji Yinbing went online and accepted the fax.

She received a virus report. It was Wei Shuyi’s report. After reading the report, Ji Yinbing bought a plane ticket to America without delay.

The moment she arrived in America and met Zhuang Long, Yan Nuo knew her whereabouts.

Three years had passed, and she was finally back…