"He can shoot at your dad, and he can design everything."
"This is just our guess. Shan Hanjie hates Dad. He has too many opportunities to start. There is no need to keep it until our wedding, and to draw people out. I know that everything I say now seems to be justifying him, but Aunt Ru, even if it wasn’t intentional, I couldn’t accept that my father died in his hands. It didn’t make any difference to me whether it was designed by him alone. What I care more about is that we targeted Shan Hanjie, but If you miss something and let the real murderer get away with it, my father will really die."
"……"
"If Aunt Ru still has doubts, just think of the photos you have. If Shan Hanjie really designed it, he should hope that I will take over the Ye Group at this time instead of destroying it at this critical moment. I hate it. Shan Hanjie was ruthless, but reason told me that things were not that simple. I even wondered if Shan Hanjie was even designed by others."
"……"
Su Yiru's eyes flashed, and he put the phone in his bag.
"Perhaps what you said is right, but your father always died in Shan Hanjie's hands. Even if there are more grievances in the past, I still can't forgive Shan Hanjie."
Su Yiru turned around and looked at Ye Zhanxing's handwritten calligraphy hanging in the conference room, only cold eyes remained.
"Youxuan, in my heart, no one is more important than your father. Before you divorce Shan Hanjie, I don’t think I can safely hand over the shares of the Ye family to you."
"……"
Qin Youxuan's cat's eyes tightened, and she moved her lips as she watched Su Yiru leave the meeting room.
Divorce...
Is it really going to be this far?
The heart tightened sharply.
Qin Youxuan sat blankly, thinking of scenes with Shan Hanjie in his mind.
The screen switches to the scene where Shan Hanjie raised his gun at Ye Zhanxing...
Unconsciously, Qin Youxuan was crying and straightened up.
He held his face in both hands and buried it in his knees.
Qin Youxuan didn’t know how she got out of the Ye’s Group building, walked to the side of the road in a daze, watching the traffic on the street.
After losing the family of her dearest relatives, she realized that this place is so strange.
Looking at the blonde pedestrian, there was no sign of feeling in his heart.
"Baba——"
Qin Youxuan moved forward mechanically, and a car drove to her side on the side of the road. At the very moment, a hand clasped her wrist and pulled the person back forcefully.
The man's handsome figure turned around, and his broad chest held her tightly in his arms.
Looking at her sluggish little face, my distress was overwhelming.
"Xiaoxuan."
"……"
Familiar and unfamiliar titles made Qin Youxuan stunned.
Slowly raised his head from the man's arms, facing his gentle black eyes, her lips moved.
The voice was as soft as a dandelion falling, with disbelief, "Jin Chenye..."
"It's me, how long have I been in the United States, even I can't recognize it?" Jin Chenye looked at her pale face, feeling unspeakably distressed.
The arms holding her tightened slightly, but they were still loosened.
She is now a married woman, and he can't cause trouble to her.
"What was thinking just now, I was in a daze on the road, do you know how dangerous it is." Jin Chenye pulled her to the pavilion on the roadside and wiped the sweat from her cheeks with a handkerchief.
"How did you come?"
Qin Youxuan was sluggish for more than ten seconds before recovering, reaching out and grabbing his hand, looking at him in astonishment.