In the main hall of the old house, Chen Yin took Naonnao to the bedroom to rest, and the others sat in the living room.
Aunt Zhang hurriedly made tea and brought it over.
Wen Yi thanked her and took a sip. She looked up at Aunt Zhang and said, "How many years has Yan Yan lived here?"
Aunt Zhang was slightly stunned. Obviously, she hadn't recovered from the fact that the beautiful woman in front of her was the former Yan Yan. "You are …"
"I forgot to introduce myself. I am Yan Yan's biological mother. My name is Wen Yi. He is Yan Yan's brother. Sister-in-law, I guess Ling Han didn't tell you that six years ago, Nian brought Yan Yan back to the United States for treatment."
Aunt Zhang suddenly understood. "You mean, Miss Yan Yan didn't die six years ago?"
Wen Yi nodded and glanced at Ling Han from the corner of her eyes. "She didn't die, but she lost half of her life."
Aunt Zhang was a straightforward person. She didn't hear the twists and turns in Wen Yi's words. She immediately turned around and held Ye Huanyan's hand with tears in her eyes. "It's good that you're still alive. It's good that you're still alive. If Old Madame were still alive, she would be very happy. Back then, Old Madame really hoped that Miss Yan Yan could have a good ending with Young Master."
Wen Yi looked at Aunt Zhang's back and said in a low voice, "The onlooker always sees the game clearly."
Wen Yi was a person who couldn't tolerate sand in her eyes. Her daughter had suffered so much for so many years. The sudden change in the villa was all related to Ling Han. Even if he was also a victim, there was still a knot in her heart that she couldn't untie.
Aunt Zhang's expression froze slightly. She turned around hesitantly, not knowing how to respond to Wen Yi's words.
Even the dullest person would be able to understand the underlying meaning of these words.
After a few seconds of silence in the living room, Aunt Zhang suddenly realized something and patted her apron. "By the way, Old Madam left something for Miss Yan Yan. I'll look for it."
Ye Huanyan only thought that Aunt Zhang was making an excuse to leave this awkward place, so she didn't ask much. She pulled Wen Yi's hand and said, "Mom, you were wronged in the villa. This is all He Xiao's fault. You can't take it out on others. When I was here before, Aunt Zhang was very good to me."
Hearing this, Wen Yi was slightly stunned. "There's still someone in the Ling family who treats you well?"
These words made a certain someone's face turn paler.
"Of course, Grandma is very good to me. Aunt Zhang and Uncle Zhang are very good to me. Uncle Ling is also very good to me. Uncle Ling's younger brother and Second Uncle's family are also very good to me."
"Then why didn't you tell me before?"
"You didn't ask."
"Then how did they treat you? You can't lie to me."
"I used to live with Uncle Ling. I would come to the old mansion for dinner on Saturdays and Sundays. Grandma would personally cook lotus seed soup for me. Aunt Zhang's dumplings and glutinous rice balls were delicious …"
As Ye Huanyan reminisced about the good old days, the atmosphere gradually became harmonious and warm.
Gu Sinian and Ji Xiaoyue exchanged a look and smiled tacitly.
The two of them broke out in cold sweat for Ling Han just now.
"Let's go out and have a smoke."
Gu Sinian lowered his voice and glanced at Ling Han.
In the corridor outside the door, a thin and long cigarette was held between his slender fingers. The curling smoke drifted with the wind, blurring the expression on his face.
"Why did you think of bringing us to live here?" Gu Sinian asked.
"It's more remote here, and the house is big enough. I'm afraid it's not safe to live in other places."
"Is that the only reason?"
Ling Han was silent for a few seconds, then said in a deep voice, "Uncle told me before that after Yan Yan returned to the Gu family, Aunt has been very worried. She feels more guilty than before, and her temper is not very good. I think this is all caused by the knot in her heart. I can accept that she has feelings for me, but she doesn't seem to know that other than me, everyone in the Ling family is very good to Yan Yan and likes her very much. All these years, Yan Yan's life is actually not as painful as she thought."
"So you want to lessen the burden in her heart?"
"I hope it will be effective."
"It's already very effective." Gu Sinian exhaled a puff of smoke and turned back to look at the living room.
Ye Huanyan was talking about the battle of wits and courage with the two sisters of the Ling family, which made Wen Yi laugh out loud.
"If your brother was also here, he would definitely help you treat those two little girls. You don't know that your brother was much more naughty than you when he was young."
"I heard from Gu Liu that …"
"…"
"What are you going to do next?" Gu Sinian turned back and looked at Ling Han.
Returning to China was only the first step.
The investigation of the smuggling case would not only cause Gu's Group to temporarily close down, but it would also cause Pleasure, which was the source of the smuggling, to suffer even more. On the way here, Gu Sinian had seen the news. All the employees of Pleasure Group had been dismissed, and all the subsidiaries under the company had been closed down for investigation. Even the company's building had been sealed.
"There are two directions. One is to find the main culprit of the smuggling case, find out his background, and find out who he is related to within Pleasure. Then, prove that he only has a personal relationship with the employees or shareholders of Pleasure, and prove that he is not related to Pleasure itself. The second direction is the funds. I need to get Pleasure back as soon as possible. Now that those shares are not in my hands, I have no control over them."
"The two directions you mentioned are not easy."
Gu Sinian put out the cigarette and said seriously, "The first direction is that the main culprit is in jail now. Smugglers like them usually have a complicated background. There are all kinds of people in all walks of life, so it will be difficult to investigate thoroughly. The second direction is the funds problem. The Gu family can't even protect itself now, so we can't help you."
The air was silent. After a while, Ling Han nodded slightly. "I know, there will be a way."
"Why do I feel that you are not worried at all?" Gu Sinian raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a devilish smile, and looked at Ling Han inquisitively.
Ling Han looked up, his expression indifferent. He seemed to hesitate for a while, then said, "I am worried, but to be honest, compared to worry, I am more grateful. I believe that this difficult situation will pass. If I can help, this is like a chance given to me by God, a chance to make up for my past mistakes."
He also yearned for a stable life, but he always felt that he owed too much. If he didn't do something, he wouldn't be able to make up for his past mistakes.
To him, the storm today was nothing compared to the pain of not being accepted by the Gu family, or not being able to untie all the knots in his heart with Ye Huanyan.
"You are so sincere." Gu Sinian narrowed his eyes, his expression thought-provoking. He reminded him kindly, "But don't say this in front of my mother. Otherwise, she will throw whatever she has at your head right now. After all, my father is still locked up in the prosecutor's office, and you are still grateful."
The sound of footsteps came from the corridor. It was somewhat hurried, accompanied by heavy breathing.
Ling Han also put out the cigarette and looked in the direction of the sound with Gu Sinian. Aunt Zhang's figure was coming from the corner of the corridor. She was chubby and looked very chubby.
Aunt Zhang was even fatter than six years ago. Although her legs were nimble, it was still difficult for her to walk. At this time, she was carrying a black wooden box in her hands. As she walked, she said, "I found it. The thing that Old Madam left for Miss Yan Yan."
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