Ling Han's mother, Wen Qingwan, suffered from depression due to the interference of a mistress. Due to the fact that Ling Han was still young, she had no choice but to endure until she gave Ling Han everything that was rightfully his to him. She finally lost the support of her life and gradually became absent-minded. She found it difficult to eat three meals a day.
Ling Han took her to the hospital for a check-up. When the report of her late-stage stomach cancer came out, all the doctors attributed the source of her depression to cancer. It was only when the accident happened right before the death that she had been waiting for happened that the hospital staff handed the death notice to Ling Dongming to sign. Only then did he know that regardless of the accident, his wife didn't have much time left.
Half a year ago, when Ling Han returned from a business trip, he found this mother's diary in the attic of Ling Dongming's house. It recorded every detail from the moment she found out that Jiang Meilan had interfered in her family. From the initial breakdown to the subsequent acquiescence, to the subsequent conflict, and even to the point where she couldn't speak, she had already shown symptoms of depression and absent-mindedness.
All of this was caused by Jiang Meilan and Ling Dongming.
And the source of these two sins died in the car accident a year ago as if karma was retribution. As a result, even though Ling Han knew so much of the truth, he couldn't find anyone else to vent his anger on.
Only Ye Huanyan was left.
The moonlight shone through the gaps in the curtains and landed on the girl's face, faintly illuminating her exquisite facial features.
Ling Han stood by the bed and stared at her for a long time expressionlessly.
His mind kept replaying the words his mother had said to him when she was seriously ill. "If you don't like her anymore, you must tell her clearly. It's better to be apart than to drag it on."
Rather than saying that he had tortured her for half a year, it was better to say that he had tortured himself for half a year.
He didn't get the slightest joy of revenge from her. Every time he hurt her, the thick guilt and self-blame would engulf him like a long night, and then he wouldn't be able to sleep at night.
Perhaps letting her go would also be letting himself go.
The next morning, when Ye Huanyan woke up, Ling Han was downstairs having breakfast. She glanced at the time on her phone, and her face tensed up. She jumped out of bed and hurriedly rushed to the bathroom to wash her face and put on makeup.
Lingling stood at the dining table and saw Ye Huanyan running downstairs in a panic.
"Miss Ye, do you want pumpkin porridge or black rice porridge for breakfast?"
Ye Huanyan glanced at the back of Ling Han's head and gulped. "Black rice … forget it, I'm not going to eat it. I'm running out of time. Give me two buns. I'm going to catch the bus."
Ling Han glanced at her indifferently. "Sit down and eat. I'll drive you to the company."
When these words came out of Ling Han's mouth, it was as if the sun had risen from the west.
On the contrary, Ye Huanyan was a little flustered. She sat down skeptically.
Lingling hurriedly scooped a bowl of black rice porridge and placed it in front of her.
"Starting tomorrow, you'll move back to Grandma's place."
When she heard this, Ye Huanyan's entire body stiffened. She abruptly raised her head to look at Ling Han, only to discover that he was not looking at her at all. He was still leisurely drinking his porridge. He was still expressionless and unperturbed. It was as if those words just now were her hallucination and not something he said.
"What?"
"I won't marry you, so starting tomorrow, you'll move back to Grandma's place."
Ling Han raised his head and stared at her with a pair of cold eyes. No emotions could be discerned from them.
Ye Huanyan wanted to find a trace of reluctance or even a trace of strangeness in his eyes, but she did not succeed.
Did this mean that he was completely disgusted with her?
"I'm not going." She lowered her head and spoke in a muffled voice that seemed to contain a trace of sobbing.
"You don't have the right to refuse. I'll have Qiao Mu help you pack in the afternoon."
Ye Huanyan bit her lip, her face pale.
"If you don't want me to live here, I'll just go out and rent an apartment. I won't go back to Grandma's place."
Back then, it was Grandma who told her to move to Ling Han's place. Now that she had to move back with her tail between her legs, she did not want to listen to Grandma's comforting words or the servants' gossip.
Ling Han abruptly stood up, and the chair behind him scraped across the floor with an ear-piercing sound due to his large movement before collapsing to the ground with a clang.
"Ye Huanyan, are you dissatisfied that your days in the Ling Family are too good?"
Ye Huanyan lowered her head, nearly burying her face in the bowl, and did not utter a single word.
She had always been like this. When she was stubborn, she was like a donkey that could anger people to death.
Ling Han stood at the corner of the table and coldly stared at her. The two were in a deadlock, as if they would not wait for one side to show weakness and would maintain this posture until the end of time.
After a while, Ye Huanyan put down her spoon and avoided Ling Han's gaze as she stood up from the other side. "I'm full, so I'll leave first."
Ling Han's face darkened, and he chased after her in two steps. "Stop right there, who said you could leave?"
Ye Huanyan stood in the same spot, her head still lowered and her back facing Ling Han. She did not utter a single word.
The atmosphere in the room was extremely tense. Lingling stood next to the dining table and did not even dare to breathe loudly.
Ling Han glanced at the trembling servants from the corner of his eye and exhaled through his nose. He gruffly dragged Ye Huanyan into the car.
As they sped along the road, Ye Huanyan gripped her seat belt and glared at them. She gritted her teeth and held back the nausea in her stomach. She was afraid that she would accidentally vomit and stain Ling Han's expensive leather seat.
Halfway through the road, Ling Han suddenly braked. The ear-piercing sound exploded in her ears like thunder and lightning. If it weren't for the seat belt, Ye Huanyan felt that she would definitely fly out of the car and hit the glass, smashing it into pieces.
"You said it yourself that you wanted to cut all ties with me. Now I'm giving you the chance."
A cold voice sounded in the car. Ling Han held the steering wheel with a gloomy face. The veins on his forehead faintly revealed his unwillingness.
Ye Huanyan held the seat belt tightly with a lingering fear. Her face was pale, and she revealed an ashen expression. However, she still straightened her neck and said, "That doesn't mean that I won't move back to my grandmother's house.
"Cutting off all ties doesn't mean that I have to move back to grandma's place. Just like you said, I'm not a member of the Ling family. My mother is dead, so I have nothing to do with the Ling family. Since you don't want me, then I have nothing to do with you."
She was certain that Ling Han was tired of playing with her and had lost all interest in her, so now he wanted to kick her away. However, she was not a rubber ball, and it was not as if you could kick her away to where you wanted her to go.
"Why are you in such a hurry to cut ties with me?"
It was rare for him to show mercy, but he was rejected by Ye Huanyan. He was already impatient. When he heard that it had nothing to do with him, his face immediately darkened. He stared at Ye Huanyan's stubborn face and the resentment in his heart suddenly surged out. "If you don't go back to the old house, where do you plan to live? Live with your old lover?"
Ye Huanyan was extremely angry. She raised her head and was about to refute, "You …"
Before she could say anything, his scorching lips fiercely sealed all her arguments. A pair of large hands pressed the back of her head and pushed her closer to his gloomy face. His thin lips fell and sucked the air out of her mouth, messing up her rationality.
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