Wen Qingwan died in a car accident. Jiang Meilan and Ling Dongming also died in a car accident.
Everyone thought it was a coincidence.
But could there really be such a coincidence?
"It's a coincidence. Two years ago, I went to Hong Kong and passed by Shenzhen. An old classmate treated me to a meal. During the meal, I met the truck driver who hit your father's car. At that time, he had already opened a hardware store and was a small boss. He was living a very good life."
"…"
When Ye Huanyan found the rooftop, Ling Han's face was frighteningly dark.
"Ling Han."
Ye Huanyan approached carefully. The snowflakes on the rooftop danced. She took two steps and her hair turned white. Ling Han didn't know how long he had been standing on the rooftop, but there was a pile of cigarette butts in the snow by his feet.
"Don't take what they said to heart. They're just a bunch of despicable people who want to add insult to injury."
Ling Han's face was dark, and his expression was hidden in the dim light.
Ye Huanyan walked closer and wanted to look at his face, but she cried out in surprise. When she came back to her senses, she was already tightly in his arms.
"Ling Han …" She tried to call his name, but felt his shoulders tremble.
She widened her eyes in shock. Her hands hovered around his waist for a long time before they finally landed on his back and patted him gently.
This was the first time she saw Ling Han cry.
Even though she had heard Ji Xiaoyue and Su Nianhua describe how he broke down and cried in the villa after she fell off the cliff in the car accident, she didn't see it with her own eyes. Moreover, Ling Han was usually taciturn and cold, so it was really hard to imagine him crying.
He hugged her very tightly, almost suffocating her. His shoulders trembled violently, and in the heavy snow, it was especially heart-wrenching.
She patted his back and tried to comfort him.
"It doesn't matter. If the company is gone, we can start over. Even the two of us can start over, let alone the company. Don't give yourself so much pressure. That Venture Media CEO is full of evil tricks. He's nothing compared to you. "
From beginning to end, she did not hear Ling Han's cries, but when he let go of her, his face was full of tear stains. His eyes were red, as if they were dyed with blood. It was terrifying.
Ye Huanyan realized that something was wrong and hesitated.
"What happened to you?"
Ling Han's face was tense, and his face was excessively pale.
"Yan Yan, I plan to take back Pleasure."
This was the first time Ye Huanyan had heard him mention Pleasure to her on his own accord ever since he had lost it. She was stunned for a few seconds before she said carefully.
"I'll help you."
"Yes."
It was snowing heavily. Ye Huanyan looked up at Ling Han. This man was still as tall as before. His sideburns were stained with a bit of gray that did not match his age. He seemed to have experienced many vicissitudes of life, but also seemed more mature.
He seemed to be different from usual. Ye Huanyan stared at him for a long time and finally saw a trace of difference.
In the past, when he had to make a decision, he was calm but also cold and emotionless. But now, his calm appearance reminded Ye Huanyan of a person.
Ling Dongming from ten years ago.
The banquet was still in full swing, and all the big stars took turns to perform on stage.
In the press conference room outside the hall, a man's figure shuttled through the crowd. His 1.87 meters height was particularly eye-catching, and his handsome appearance was enough to make people mistake him for a new talent of some media company.
This figure, regardless of his image, rushed through the crowd and chased a woman's figure in the direction of the toilet in the corner.
"Hey, Xue 'er, you've received the video, right? Damn, Brother Linghan's taste now is really unconventional. That Gu Huanyan, other than having the same name as Ye Huanyan, is nothing like her at all. She looks like a f * cking vixen."
There was a voice of common hatred on the other end of the phone, which echoed.
"Yes, I think this woman is not a good person. She is more like a fox spirit than that Sheng Anran."
Before the phone call was finished, there was a noise outside.
"Hey, this is the women's toilet, you …"
"Xue 'er, I don't know what happened outside. I'll go out and have a look. Maybe there will be some fun …"
Ling Li opened the safety latch of the toilet cubicle, pushed the door and walked out. She squeezed into the crowd outside and looked at the door. At the moment when she saw the person coming, her face turned pale and she suddenly pulled the scarf around her neck to cover her face.
Ling Zhan's eyes were like torches and fell on her accurately.
"Before I make a move, you better follow me obediently."
At the emergency exit outside the press reception room, a cold wind blew.
Ling Li pulled the scarf around her neck, took off the black-rimmed glasses exclusive to otakus, pinched the bridge of her nose, and then revealed a delicate mixed-race face. She walked with Ling Zhan and nagged.
"Brother, I'm also trying to help you. Didn't you come back to the country to see what kind of woman Brother Linghan has taken a fancy to? You're also fighting for justice for Ye Huanyan, right? Me too, just in a different way. "
"Why did I come back? Who told you? "
"Who else could it be? The whole family can see it, okay? Even the youngest one knows."
"Ling Li." Ling Zhan stopped and turned to stare at her.
"Do you know who you scolded as a mistress on the red carpet today?"
"Isn't it just brother Ling Han's new lover? The second daughter of the Gu Corporation. Who else could it be? She's obviously a coquettish woman. She's not a good person … "
"She's sister Yan Yan."
Ling Zhan's voice was not loud, so for a few seconds after she finished speaking, Ling Li was still talking to herself about how bad that woman was. She even scolded her for being a jinx.
After a while, her voice came to an abrupt halt. Her deep brown eyes stared blankly at Ling Zhan with an expression of disbelief, as if she could not believe what she had just heard.
"What did you just say?"
"I don't know where you got the news to come here and make trouble, but I'm telling you now. The woman standing next to cousin on the red carpet was sister Yan Yan."
"Are you crazy?" Ling Li raised her hand to touch Ling Zhan's forehead, but he impatiently pushed her hand away.
"No, brother, you have a fever, right? How does that woman look like Ye Huanyan? She doesn't look like her at all, okay? Are you crazy? "
Ling Zhan took a deep breath and said patiently.
"Do you still remember the car accident from six years ago?"
Ling Li nodded hesitantly.
"After the car accident, sister Yan Yan had severe burns on 80% of her body. She had to undergo skin grafts repeatedly for five years, and now she looks like this. Whether you believe it or not, I'm asking you to pack up and go back to America. Don't cause trouble for me here."
"…" Ling Li's face was full of shock. He stared at Ling Zhan in shock.
"Skin grafts? Plastic surgery? Oh my god … "
Ling Li's memory of Ye Huanyan was still stuck at the time when Eldest Grandma passed away. She cried until she fainted at the funeral. The pregnant woman looked so thin in a black dress. She was arrogantly splashed with cold water in the face by a mistress, but she did not receive any pity from her cousin.
It made one's heart ache, but there was nothing they could do.
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