Chapter 50

Ling Han's mother Wen Qingwan's depression came from the involvement of Xiao San. Due to Ling Han's youth, she had to bear it in silence until she sent all the things that should belong to Ling han to his hands one by one. Finally, she lost the support of life, her spirit gradually became trance, and it was difficult to swallow three meals a day.

Ling Han took her to the hospital for physical examination. When the report of advanced gastric cancer came out, all doctors attributed the source of depression to cancer. Until the death that had been waiting hard came, the accident happened from the sky. The people in the hospital took the death notice and handed it to Ling Dongming for signature. Only then did he know that whether there was a car accident or not, his wife was running out of time.

Half a year ago, Ling Han came back from a business trip and found this mother's diary on the attic of Ling Dongming's house. It records everything from the discovery of Jiang Meilan's involvement in her family, the initial collapse, to the later acquiescence, to the later entanglement, and even to the later lack of words, which has shown the symptoms of depression and trance.

All this was caused by Jiang Meilan and Ling Dongming.

The two sources of evil died in a car accident a year ago as if it were karma, so that even if yu Linghan learned so much truth, he could no longer find anyone to vent.

Only ye Huanyan is left.

The moonlight penetrated through the gap of the curtain and fell on the girl's face, dimly and gracefully, revealing her delicate facial features.

Ling Han stood by the bed and stared at her expressionless for a long time.

I repeatedly thought of what my mother said to him when she was seriously ill, 'if you don't like her, you must make it clear to her that it's better to leave than to drag.'

I tortured her for more than half a year.

He didn't get half the joy of revenge from her. Every time he hurt her, his guilt and remorse swept him with the long night, and then he couldn't sleep all night.

Maybe if you let her go, you'll also let yourself go.

The next morning, when ye Huanyan woke up, Ling Han was downstairs eating breakfast. She glanced at the time on her mobile phone, her face tightened, jumped up from the bed, and hurried into the bathroom to wash her face and make up.

Lingling stood at the dinner table and saw ye Huanyan who hurried downstairs,

"Miss ye, do you eat pumpkin porridge or black rice porridge for breakfast?"

Ye Huanyan glanced at the back of Ling Han's head and swallowed his saliva, "black rice... Forget it, I'm too late. Give me two steamed stuffed buns, and I'll catch the bus."

Ling Han glanced at her faintly, "sit down for dinner, and I'll drive you to the company."

These words came out of Ling Han's mouth, as if the sun came out from the West.

Ye Huanyan was a little flustered and sat down doubtfully.

Lingling quickly filled the black rice porridge and brought it to her.

"From tomorrow, you move back to grandma."

Hearing this sentence, ye Huanyan's whole body froze, suddenly raised his head to look at Ling Han, but found that he was not looking at himself at all. He was still slowly drinking porridge, still expressionless, still without waves, as if the sentence just now was her illusion, not what he said.

"What?"

"I won't marry you, so you will move back to grandma from tomorrow."

Ling Han raised his head and stared at her with cold eyes, unable to see any emotion.

Ye Huanyan tried to find a trace of reluctance from his eyes, or even a trace of abnormality, but he failed.

Is this the meaning of completely hating her?

"I'm not going." She lowered her head, her voice muffled, as if with a trace of choking.

"You are not qualified to refuse. I will ask arbor to help you pack up in the afternoon."

Ye Huanyan bit his lips and turned pale,

"You don't want me to live here. I'll just go out and rent a house. I won't go back to grandma's place."

It was grandma who asked her to move to Linghan at first, but now she moves back gloomily. She doesn't want to listen to grandma's comfort or servants' gossip.

Ling Han suddenly stood up, and the chair behind him suddenly scratched and pulled out a harsh sound on the floor because of his large-scale action, and then collapsed on the ground with a bang.

"Ye Huanyan, you don't think your life at Ling's is good, do you?"

Ye Huanyan bowed his head and almost buried his face in the bowl without saying a word.

She has always been like this. When she is stubborn, she is like a donkey, which can make people angry to death.

Ling Han stood at the corner of the table and stared at her coldly. The two people were deadlocked. It seemed that they would keep this posture until one side showed weakness.

After a while, ye Huanyan put down his spoon and stood up from the other side, avoiding Ling Han's eyes. "I'm full, so I'll go first."

Ling Han's face sank, and he caught up with him in two steps. "Stop, who let you go?"

Ye Huanyan stood in place, still bowed his head and turned his back to Ling Han, and said nothing.

The atmosphere in the room was so stiff that Lingling stood by the table and dared not go out.

Ling Han glanced at the trembling servant in the corner of his eyes, and took a breath out of his nose, dragging ye Huanyan into the car unhappily.

As the road sped along, ye Huanyan clutched the seat belt, stared, clenched his teeth, and resisted the tumbling in his stomach, for fear that he might spit it out accidentally and pollute Linghan, a precious leather seat.

Halfway through the drive, a sharp brake sounded in my ears, like lightning and thunder. If it weren't for the safety belt, ye Huanyan felt that he would fly out of the attachment and hit the glass, which was smashed.

"You said it yourself. You want to make a clean break with me. Now I give you this opportunity."

There was a cold voice in the carriage. Ling Han held the steering wheel, his face gloomy, and the blue veins on his forehead faintly showed his unwillingness.

Ye Huanyan clenched the seat belt with lingering fear. His face was pale and showed a deathly gray look, but he still stuck his neck,

"A clean break doesn't mean I want to move back to grandma. As you said, I'm not from the Ling family. My mother died, and I have nothing to do with the Ling family. Since you don't want me, I have nothing to do with you."

She decided that Ling Han was tired of playing and lost all interest in her, so she planned to kick her away now, but she was not a ball. It didn't mean that you could kick her where you wanted her to go with one kick.

"Are you in such a hurry to get rid of me?"

His rare mercy also met ye Huanyan's refusal, and he had been impatient for a long time. When he heard that sentence that had nothing to do with him, his face immediately sank. He stared at ye Huanyan's stubborn side face, and all the resentment in his heart rushed out, "where are you going to live with your old lover without going back to your old house?"

Ye Huanyan was very angry, and looked up to retort, "you..."

Before saying anything, her hot lips fiercely sealed all her arguments. A pair of big hands pressed the back of her head and pushed her close to his gloomy face. His thin lips overturned, sucking the air out of her mouth and stirring her reason into a mess.