On the overpass of Lanjiang City, neon lights crisscrossed, and carriages were like dragons.
Qiao Mu had already driven the car around the city twice, but she still could not figure out the boss's thoughts.
"Director Ling, do you want to go somewhere to sit?"
Ling Han, who was in the back seat, had a calm expression on his face. When he heard this, he asked indifferently, "What time is it?"
Qiao Mu was slightly taken aback. "9: 17."
Ling Han looked out the window again, seemingly in a trance, and there was an unconcealable tiredness between his brows.
Normally, when Ling Han was like this, he liked to go to lively places.
Qiao Mu boldly suggested, "There are a few new bars in Lanjiang City.
"Tian Shufang has opened a few new bars. If President Ling is interested, I can take you there to have a look."
Ling Han did not say anything, seemingly agreeing silently.
Qiao Mu took it as a tacit agreement. After all, they had already been driving on this road for two to three hours, so it did not matter where they went. Hence, Qiao Mu turned around at the next interchange and drove toward the city center.
At nine o 'clock at night, Lanjiang City was excessively brightly lit. It was even more gorgeous and attractive than during the day. He used extremely gaudy and heavy makeup to decorate the city, making it full of human feelings and fireworks. It seemed that all the lights in the city were lit for him.
When the car arrived at the street where Lanjiang Bar was located, Qiao Mu stopped the car and led Ling Han through the crowd of people in the newly opened bar. They found a barely secluded booth behind the dance floor and sat down.
Ling Han's appearance was quite outstanding, and with his expensive suit and Vacheron Constantin on his wrist, he attracted a lot of flirtatious men as soon as he sat down.
Qiao Mu had just gone to the restroom when a bold man came up to strike up a conversation.
"Handsome, are you alone?"
The woman in the flirtatious pink tight-fitting dress had pale blue wavy hair draped over her shoulders, looking quite artistic. Upon closer inspection, although she was wearing heavy makeup, her face was quite natural. She did not have a sharp chin due to excessive plastic surgery, nor did she have too much hyaluronic acid injections. It was just that this pickup line was a bit old-fashioned.
She could not be considered a first-rate beauty, but she was not mediocre among the second-rate beauties.
For a normal man to be able to get such a high price in a nightclub, he would feel that this trip was worth it.
Ling Han was naturally no exception. Because of the matter with Ye Huanyan earlier in the day, he was feeling depressed. Even if someone came to entertain him, even if it was a vulgar person, he would not refuse anyone.
He raised his head, and his sharp eyes softened under the dazzling lights of the nightclub. "What's wrong? You are? "
When the woman met his eyes, her heart started beating wildly. She curled her lips and revealed her signature seductive smile. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have the guts to sit here."
"Really? In your opinion, this is considered bold? "
"It doesn't count? I don't usually come to places like this. "
The woman's coquettish voice could easily confuse people. Usually, people who said that they did not come here often were frequent customers.
Ling Han sneered in his heart, but he still looked calm on the surface. His tone was so dull that it was almost boring. "It's good to come here more often. It can train my courage."
It was a rather suggestive sentence. Even though it was said in an indifferent tone, it still made the woman who was trying to strike up a conversation overjoyed. She followed Ling Han's words and continued, "You like someone with guts? Have you seen a very courageous woman? "
Ling Han had only seen one very courageous woman. So far, she was the first woman who dared to climb into his bed and force him to marry her. She was the only one left.
The woman thought that she had a good topic. Normal men would have used this topic to talk about romance. The topic of romance could be sad and sad, but it could also be moved to tears. It was a good topic to close the relationship.
Ling Han, however, lost interest at this time.
He thought of Ye Huanyan and what happened today. Although he was expressionless, his heart was undulating.
When Qiao Mu returned, there was a woman sitting in the original seat. She was drinking a cocktail with a resentful expression. She seemed to be very unwilling.
"Miss, here, there's …"
"You're the miss. Your whole family is …" The woman glared at Qiao Mu. This man, who was obviously an assistant, happened to answer the words of the person who just left.
'If you see my assistant come back to find me, tell him that I'm leaving.'
If you're not interested, don't flirt. This man was so arrogant that it made people want to throw their glasses. However, when they thought of his face, they felt that this arrogance was not unreasonable.
"He has something to do, so he left first." The woman's expression eased a little. After all, she still wanted to get close to this little assistant.
Qiao Mu frowned. He took out his phone from his pocket and looked down at the line of words flashing on the screen.
"I'll be there in ten minutes."
The woman in the low-cut dress was still trying to get close to him. "Handsome, the person who just left was your boss, right? Can you give me your contact number? "
Ling Han's sudden departure made Qiao Mu anxious. Now that this woman was trying to get close to him, he was even more disinclined to be perfunctory. He glanced at the rack of gossip magazines next to the bar counter and grumpily said, "Fifteen yuan for one. If you don't have money, you can borrow it."
After saying this, he strode away, leaving the woman sitting there alone with her eyes wide open. "What kind of person is this? Is he crazy? "
There was an entertainment magazine and a financial magazine next to the bar counter. They were both the latest issues of the month, and the cover of both was Ling Han. If this woman looked carefully, she would find that the familiar face just now was not the marriage that she had seen thousands of times in her dreams, but a real one.
When Ling Han's car arrived at the villa, it was almost eleven o 'clock. The servant opened the door, hung up his coat and slippers for him as usual, and asked if he wanted supper.
Ling Han glanced in the direction of the master bedroom on the second floor and asked in a seemingly careless manner, "What did you eat tonight?"
The servant's expression was a bit strange, and her tone was not quite right. "Yes, I cooked some millet porridge and fried two vegetarian dishes according to your instructions. Sir … Sir, do you want them?"
"She didn't eat?" Ling Han frowned.
The servant's body stiffened. "Miss Ye … Miss Ye, she … she."
"What about her?" Ling Han's expression suddenly tensed up. "Where is she?"
Only then did he realize that there was no light in the master bedroom on the second floor. Ye Huanyan was afraid of the dark, so she could only sleep with a night light on.
The two servants' legs turned to jelly, and they knelt on the ground in fear. "Miss Ye, Miss Ye is in the hospital …"
Ye Huanyan got off work at five o 'clock, and went into the bathroom to take a shower when she got home at six-thirty. The servants did not care about her, and by the time they found her, she was almost dead. It was Ling Ling who had prepared dinner and found that she was not out yet. She went to the bathroom door to call her, but there was no response at all. When she opened the door, she saw Ye Huanyan soaking in the water, without a trace of life.
Ling Ling was scared out of her wits. She called an ambulance to take her away, leaving the two old servants to look after the house.
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