It had to be said that although Su Hong was an auntie, she was really popular. People would come to visit her on visiting days, and when they came back, they would bring something back. In the past, Ye Huanyan could not get these things, but now, she could benefit from it.
While eating the cherries, Gu Fengfeng suddenly sighed with emotion.
"If my man was not caught, I don't know if he would want to bring me something."
Second Sister spat out the kernels into the trash can and said indifferently,
"There's no reliable man in this world. I had a lover in the past, but after being caught, he never came even once. Those who came were all my sisters. That's why I say that men aren't as reliable as my sisters."
After saying this, she glanced at Fu Yingxiang. "Look at Fourth Sister. She's so beautiful, don't tell me she doesn't have a boyfriend? Has anyone come to visit her? Also, our eldest sister always has an assistant coming to visit her. "
When she said this, Zhuang Suqiu's face darkened slightly.
Ye Huanyan quickly glanced at Su Hong, then took a cherry and put it in front of Zhuang Suqiu's mouth. "Sister Qiu, eat some. It's quite sweet."
Su Hong seemed to want to say something, but Fu Yingxiang quickly stuffed a handful of cherries into her mouth and said with a smile, "Food can't stop you."
Su Hong muttered, her face full of indignation.
"What's wrong with your brains? What's wrong with your brains?"
Ye Huanyan blinked, looking confused.
"What did she say?"
Xiaowu, who was busy eating, suddenly looked up and spat out several cherries into her palm.
"Sister Hong said that Fourth Sister is angry out of humiliation."
"Second Sister even knows how to say idioms …" Gu Fengfeng said with a teasing smile on her face.
Everyone looked at each other and burst into laughter.
Only Su Hong could say that her brain was angry. From the looks of it, she probably did not benefit from the nine years of compulsory education.
After acknowledging herself as a sister, Ye Huanyan had a good life in the prison. There was nothing to worry about, and her life was unchanged, but there was a lot of laughter. Except in the middle of the night, when she looked at the high iron window, she would still feel a faint pain in her heart.
Jinjiang Park.
The shutter door of the garage slowly raised, and the black car stopped steadily. Ling Han got out of the car, subconsciously adjusted the buttons on his suit, and walked into the villa with a frown.
Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the kitchen.
"Lingling, the last part of the black chicken soup, turn off the heat and simmer it slowly …"
There was a hint of joy in the voice, as if it was filled with expectations for a lover.
He couldn't believe it. Without even thinking about it, he strode toward the kitchen.
"Ye Huanyan, when are you?"
When he saw the figure in front of the kitchen stove turning around in surprise, he saw
There was a glimmer of light in his eyes, but it dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Lingling was stunned for a while. She followed Ling Han's gaze and glanced at the video that was still playing from the corner of her eyes.
"This is the video of Miss Ye teaching me how to make the soup. I forgot one ingredient and just took it out to watch …"
There was a look in Ling Han's eyes that she could not understand, and it made her panic for a moment.
"I … I'll put it away now and not watch it."
Ling Han frowned, turned around and left, leaving behind a few words in an indifferent tone.
"No need, go do your thing."
Lingling held her phone, and her gaze fell from the phone to Ling Han's back. She watched as he took off his suit jacket and put it on his arm as he walked up the stairs. Every step was very heavy, and he looked very lonely.
There were not many traces of Ye Huanyan in this house.
He had ordered that except for the one-third of the room, she was not allowed to make any changes to the other places. Even in the shoe cabinet at the door, there was only a pair of her home slippers.
All of her things were in that one-third of the room. As a woman, there were very few things.
For some reason, Ling Han felt that the house was getting emptier by the day.
He couldn't help but open Ye Huanyan's wardrobe and take a look at the clothes that hadn't even been removed from the labels. In fact, the only clothes she wore on a daily basis were those for work. These expensive clothes and leather bags were as new as ever. They were all delivered to her with just a call from him to the counter.
She left it here, untouched.
Ye Huanyan's salary was very high. In terms of material things, he had never mistreated her. Moreover, she did have the ability to earn that kind of salary at Pleasure, but she almost never bought anything expensive for herself.
Even her clothes were very few. She wore nothing more than shirts, jeans, sweaters, and jeans. They were all in low-key and mild colors. It was as if she had never thought of dressing up to be outstanding.
He knew that Ye Huanyan was different from other women, but he could not explain why. But when he thought of her, he could clearly feel that she was different from other women.
He could not bear to part with every bit of her.
His fingers brushed past the clothes rack, and then fell on a pure black dress with black lace and white flowers inlaid at the corners.
This was the dress that Ye Huanyan had worn at the end of last year's annual party.
When he touched that dress, almost at the same time, Su Nianhua's face flashed in his mind, followed by the scene of them walking the red carpet at the annual party. The anger between his brows finally converged on the words that Su Nianhua had said that day when he slammed the door and left.
"In any case, I will definitely take her away."
"Clang!" The clothes rack hit the wooden board, followed by the sound of cloth tearing in the air.
In Ling Han's cold eyes, that dress was torn into two pieces and fell to the ground like a crumpled rag.
His woman would be his until death. He would not allow anyone to covet her.
In the presidential suite of a certain five-star hotel in Lanjiang City.
A silver-haired man stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, the loose gray robe accentuating his broad back. The sound of water splashing could be heard in the room, and on the frosted door of the bathroom was a deliberately seductive figure of a woman.
The assistant behind him looked straight ahead and said respectfully,
"Young Master, according to the clue of Jiang Meilan, our people have checked all the people who were in contact with her. We confirmed that her first marriage was 20 years ago, and 26 years ago, Jiang Meilan was indeed a nurse at Lingjiang Hospital. She was addicted to gambling and owed a lot of debts."
The silver-haired man who was addressed as Young Master slowly turned around and stared at the assistant.
"Has there been any movement from that Ling Han in the past two days?"
The assistant became even more respectful, as if he didn't dare to look into his eyes easily. He lowered his head even more.
"Ling Han's assistant has been in frequent contact with the prosecutor's office in Lanjiang City these past two days, but there doesn't seem to be any movement from the women's prison."
Hearing this, the silver-haired man frowned, seemingly displeased.
"We're not waiting for him. I'll leave this matter to you."
"We're not waiting?" The assistant was slightly stunned. "But they went to the prosecutor's office to find someone to mediate this case."
The silver-haired man sneered with a hint of disdain between his brows.
"I'm afraid he still plans to mediate in his heart for a while. We have to let him know that there's always someone better out there. He's not the only one who can cover the sky in Lanjiang City."
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