Chapter 247

When waiting for the chorus, Su Nianhua turned the microphone to the fans under the stage, "will you sing with me? She's listening."

The voice of 10000 people singing came from the mobile phone, decorating the lonely and empty garden.

"Do you know I'm waiting for you? Wait for you to see the sunset... Do you know I'm waiting for you? Wait for the east at dawn..."

Ye Huanyan only felt that the mobile phone covered her ears, and the warmth seemed to come from that end and spread all over her body. Su Nianhua gave her romance and warmth that she couldn't forget, but what she could respond to was only her inner feelings.

"Thank you..."

Her voice was drowned in the stadium where 10000 people sang, but it was played back again and again in Su Nianhua's heart.

His gentle smile was tinged with bitterness. On the stage of the stadium, he smiled more brightly. The fans under the stage shouted his name and love for him crazily.

He finally proved to her that his dream could be realized. He finally showed her the grand scene, but there was no sign of her at the scene. A few words on the phone had made his heart ache.

She's not doing well, but she's helpless.

Knowing this, he would rather give up the hard work of the past ten years and stay at home, guarding her in a mediocre way.

In the conference room of the president's office of entertainment group, the live broadcast picture showed the picture of 10000 people singing on the LCD TV in the office. Managers of various departments are discussing the popularity of this link.

"Is this link designed before?" Someone asked.

Without waiting for an answer, someone suggested, "the response seems to be good, which can be followed in future concerts."

"It seems that there is no such item in the plan."

"Hey, did you say it at the scene? Did you really make this call?"

"It seems to be. The staff just called me and said that Su Nianhua did dial a phone. He was close and said it was a woman."

"Then we have to negotiate with the media about tomorrow's news to prevent them from scribbling."

In the conference room, there were all kinds of voices of department managers. No one noticed that Ling Han's face was already iron blue.

The sound of "pa" rang through the whole conference room.

Everyone was silent and looked at the direction of the main table in surprise. A folder fell on the table from Ling Han's hand, raising seemingly innocent dust.

Before everyone reacted, they only saw Ling Han's figure who decided to leave.

"What's going on?"

"What happened to Ling?"

Everyone looked at each other, and no one knew what had happened.

Late at night, ye Huanyan wrapped up her clothes and returned to the villa. After listening to the song, her heart was warm. Maybe everything will really come back as Su Nianhua said. Sunny days will always come back.

A black car quietly stopped in the garage. Ling Han got out of the car and walked straight into the house with a chill. Seeing that Lingling didn't come out as usual, he frowned slightly. Although he was suspicious, he didn't stop more in the living room and went straight to the second floor.

The door of the bedroom was not closed tightly, and there was a warm yellow light, and the voice of speaking could be vaguely heard.

Ling Han used to push the door with a slight gesture.

I only heard ye Huanyan's gentle voice fall into my ears, and I vaguely saw her figure in the crack of the door.

Wearing warm yellow pajamas, she sat on the bed, stroked her abdomen across the quilt, and whispered,

"Baby, you know, your father is a very gentle person. When you are born, your father will like you very much, so you must grow up obediently and be born healthily."

Thinking of the live broadcast of the concert, Ling Han's eyes lit up with a melancholy color.

Gentle people?

Like Su Nianhua?

His hand was on the door frame, almost crushing the wood on it.

Ye Huanyan didn't know Ling Han was at the door at all. She just listened to Su Nianhua's song and felt some emotion in her heart. She thought that after he went abroad that year, she followed Jiang Meilan to Ling's home. When she met Ling Han, she didn't dare to let Jiang Meilan worry about her heart, so she kept holding back.

While getting along day and night, I found that my half father's brother was a cold faced and warm-hearted person, and always gave her a lot of care in private. Speaking of that, Ling Han was really a very gentle person at that time. Although his mouth was poisonous and his stomach was black, he always liked to make things difficult for her when talking, but he smiled every day, which would not make her feel uncomfortable at all.

They have known each other for more than ten years.

She originally thought that ten years would be enough for two people to know each other's intentions, but unfortunately, heaven didn't follow people's wishes.

Thinking of this, she sighed again and said to herself, "although you can't see your daddy, you should believe that daddy is really good to Mommy. You just haven't seen him. You will have a chance to see him. When you are born, he will come to see you."

As soon as the voice fell, "Peng" sounded, the bedroom door hit the wall, making a huge sound, and a figure appeared at the door. Under the light, it was a face with a bone chilling chill.

"I'm afraid this bastard can't wait until then."

Ling Han's voice was extremely cold. His eyes were red. He felt stupid when he thought of whether the child was really his own after his grandmother died.

What is gentle, what is good for her, I'm afraid these things only Su Nianhua can do.

"Han... Why are you here..."

When ye Huanyan heard his voice, he was first happy, but the next second he suddenly remembered the meaning of his words, and a chill immediately spread all over his body.

"Why can't I come? This is my house and home. Besides, if I don't come, how can I hear your heartfelt words?"

Ling Han slowly approached, and the gloomy color on his face became more and more deep. His eyes swept sharply over ye Huanyan's face as if he were going to swallow her alive, and his eyes were full of hate.

"What... Means?" Ye Huanyan was frightened by him and shrank behind the bed with a blank face.

"I heard Su Nianhua call you and sing for you at the concert. Isn't it romantic? He is so kind to you, and you still stay with me. What are you trying to plot?"

Ye Huanyan froze all over and shook his head again and again. "I didn't. I'm just friends with him. I didn't plot anything against you."

Ling Leng smiled and stood by the bed staring at her from above. "Really? Don't you want to cheat the Ling family's property with this child in your belly, and then fly with Su Nianhua? Do you really think I don't know anything?"

"This child is yours. Nothing has happened between me and him."

Ye Huanyan's mood almost collapsed, and her tears kept falling. She sobbed and explained. She didn't know how many times she had to explain, and Ling Han was willing to believe her words.

"Is the child mine?"

"It's yours." She nodded desperately.

"You stay with me because you love me?"

She gritted her teeth and nodded.

"Then prove it to me!"

He leaned down and pressed her shoulder. With his other hand, he tore open her pajamas mercilessly, and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty murderous intent.