"Enough..."
Ling Han's cold eyes swept over Sheng Enron's face, and scolded her without any mercy. He didn't want to say a word of nonsense, and turned around and walked towards the door.
"Han, don't you want to hear what she really thinks?"
Ling Han's figure stood at the exit of the living room. Originally, he only regarded Sheng Enron's words as nonsense, but he stopped after hearing a familiar voice.
"Are you crazy? This is my home!"
Ye Huanyan's voice, with a bit of disbelief, and Lingling's startled voice in the chaos.
Ling Han turned slowly and frowned at Sheng Enron's recording pen.
There is a living room carpet three or four meters in the middle.
A conversation a month ago was slowly played out from the recorder, "do you think you are pregnant, so you can keep Ling Han's heart? Ye Huanyan, you are delusional."
"Miss Sheng, our Miss Ye has married the young master and has obtained the certificate. How dare you come here?"
"What? Marriage?"
"Yes, I'm married to Ling Han. Sheng Enron, if you know me well, I'll turn a blind eye and let you live in the house with half of my assets. If you don't know me well, you won't get anything."
"You... You really don't mind my existence?"
"Is it necessary? After all, the whole property of the Ling family can only be inherited by my children in the future. Even if you have children, it is only an illegitimate child without name and points, and you can get nothing."
"You married Ling Han just for the property of the Ling family?"
"What do you think? If he treats you like that, will you still have any feelings for him?"
"I'll tell Ling Han all this."
"Really? Try it and see if he values the child in my stomach or you?"
The voice broadcast stopped abruptly, and silence returned to the living room.
Ling Han lowered his face and stared at Sheng Enron.
Sheng Enron clutched the recorder tightly, with a look of heartache,
"Cold, people will change. I don't know if she loved you before, but she can't love you now."
Ling Han's silence made the atmosphere in the living room very dignified.
Sheng Enron looked at his face, hesitated and walked forward, carefully saying, "only I really love you and really want to stay with you, not for anything else, just for you."
When her fingers touched his arms, Ling Han frowned, with an undisguised coldness in his eyes, spitting out two words without emotion, "is it?"
“……”
Sheng Enron was frightened by the cold light in his eyes, frozen in place, his hands hanging in the air, at a loss.
"Do you think I'll believe this kind of recording that doesn't know where it comes from?"
Ling Leng laughed, "do you think anyone can sit in the seat of President Huanyu?"
"Han, don't you believe me?"
"Why should I trust you?"
Ling Han looked at her, eyes alienated.
Hearing the speech, Sheng Enron trembled in his heart, staggered under his feet, hurriedly held the sofa, gritted his teeth and said, "I really didn't lie to you. I couldn't find you a month ago. When I went to your house, I recorded it. She was for the baby in her belly, in order to get the assets of the Ling family. Her heart is not on you at all, can't you feel it?"
"Then what is the purpose of your recording?"
Ling Han didn't answer, but turned around and glanced at her, full of contempt. Sheng Enron only felt his hands and feet cold and couldn't say a word.
Ling Han stared at her from a commanding position, "even if the recording is true, ye Huanyan was right. In her stomach is my Ling Han's child. She has reason and is qualified to miss my Ling family property, and you are not qualified to miss it."
"Cold..."
To this extent of humiliation and contempt, what else can she say?
She watched him turn around, all the 'tricks' choked in her throat, "Sheng Enron, don't play tricks, and don't casually test my bottom line."
The tall figure left the living room, leaving the endless chill in the room.
Sheng Enron almost bit her lips. When she heard the car leaving the courtyard, she grabbed the vase and smashed it to the floor.
The porcelain shattered and splashed on the ground. The sunset came in, and the light on the glass reflected the poison in her eyes.
There is also a clear irony.
Ling Han seemed indifferent when he left, but the vague confusion in his eyes, although it was only a flash, clearly fell in her eyes.
Is that really how you believe her? Does she sneer, or is it all just self consolation you said to yourself?
At this time, the royal blue car was speeding down the road. The man holding the steering wheel in the driver's seat in the car was full of cold. His bony fingers held the steering wheel tightly and spun rapidly. Four tires under the car body crushed clear ruts on the ground. He warned himself not to doubt ye Huanyan anymore. It was just a trick of Sheng Enron trying to keep him.
But there was still an idea in his heart telling him that there was a possibility of one in ten thousand.
Perhaps ye Huanyan has two faces like her mother Jiang Meilan.
He stepped on the accelerator severely and hit the steering wheel rapidly. In a moment, he galloped across the corner of the winding mountain highway, narrowly wiped the guardrail, and the harsh roar came from the friction of the wheels. Only this kind of stimulation can make him highly concentrated and forget the things he tried to avoid.
At this point, the cell phone rings, diverting his attention.
Without even looking at the caller ID, he hurriedly put on his Bluetooth headset and pressed to answer.
He was anxious for something else to distract him.
At this time, a familiar voice came from his ears, mild as the warm wind, but made his face more ugly, "come back for dinner in the evening? Where are you?"
"What's the matter?" His tone was involuntarily cold.
Ye Huanyan didn't seem to feel his alienation, and his tone was still gentle,
"My baby kicked me today. I was woken up by him. I guess he wanted me to call you."
Smelling the speech, he was absent-minded for a moment, the pain in his eyes and the ferocity on his face gradually faded, and some warm pictures involuntarily appeared in his mind. It was a gentle figure of her walking around the corridor with her waist supporting, wearing wide striped suspenders, plain T-shirts, one hand supporting her waist, one hand touching her stomach, and the sunset shining on her, sending out soft brilliance.
When I spoke again, it was already a soft tone.
"I'm going back now. I have something to do and I'll be home in about 20 minutes."
"OK, I'll wait for you. Drive slowly."
What he should believe is that ye Huanyan is not a vain woman. She is pregnant with her own children and focuses on herself and her children. What can she doubt?
Even if it is true, as long as there are children, she will not leave.
Thinking so, he slowly released the accelerator under his feet and looked straight ahead. The speed of driving gradually stabilized and drove all the way in the direction of Jinjiang garden.