Chapter 91

Before work, ye Huanyan received a call from Ji Xiaoyue. She didn't listen to what the other end of the phone said. After hanging up, she reached for a car by the side of the road.

"Where are you going, girl?"

"Jin Jiang Yuan."

She didn't believe Linghan was such a cruel person.

Back to Linghan's villa, I looked at the room I lived in. It was empty, and my heart became a little bit empty, and all my things were packed away.

Lingling hesitated for a long time and had to speak,

"Miss ye, when the young master left in the morning, he told me to pack up your things and move away."

She held the doorframe and pulled out a forced smile,

"I see. If you don't mind, I want to walk around."

"You, young master, maybe you will come back later today. Otherwise, you can go after dinner. I'll cook now, and I'll have time."

"No, you can rest. I'll leave later."

Lingling looked at the lost figure and sighed helplessly.

The young master's uncertain personality, in the end, why should he do this to miss ye?

Ye Huanyan knows that Ling Han has made up his mind to let her go this time. He doesn't lose his temper with her. He doesn't have any emotion. In his eyes, it seems that he can only see disgust.

Her hand touched the bed she had slept in. It was pure white, flawless, and had been replaced with new sheets. But why could she still smell the smell of other women in the air, which made her stomach churn.

Holding her chest, she went to Linghan's bedroom. The nausea in her stomach gradually calmed down.

Linghan's room is cold, the walls are dark blue, and the sheets and quilt covers are dark gray. It's like a room in the deep sea. It's boring when you enter the door.

She took a deep breath, felt a little more comfortable, didn't dare to stay for too long, and turned to leave.

At the corner of her eyes, Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of the safe at the head of the bed. She frowned, hesitated for a while, and decided to close it for him.

Maybe there are some important confidential documents in it.

When her finger touched the safe door, her eyes stopped,

There was only one open Black Suede box in the cupboard. The lid was turned over to one side, revealing a white napkin the size of a palm inside. In the middle of the cupboard, blue figures were sketched with ballpoint pen.

The man's eyebrows and eyes were full of unnatural smile. His face was a little stiff and angular. His eyes were deep and dark. He couldn't see to the end. Although he looked angry, he could catch a trace of doting.

This painting was painted many years ago when she was about to take part in the art examination. Jiang Meilan and Ling Dongming were away from home on business. She begged him to go to a small restaurant for dinner.

"Brother Linghan, our teacher said that I am very talented in painting, especially in character sketching, so you don't have to worry too much about my exam."

"It's you who are worried."

"No way."

"You've said that three times."

"But it's really what the teacher said. I'm absolutely qualified in character sketching."

"The fourth time."

Ye Huanyan lowered her head, a little dejected, and her original interest vanished,

"Well... To be honest, our teacher said that my character sketching is very bad. I can't catch people's charm."

Ling Han, sitting opposite in casual clothes, glanced at her,

"So, if you can't pass the exam this year, you can take it next year. What's the big deal?"

"But then I'll wait another year!"

"What are you waiting for?"

"Uncle Ling said he could marry you after graduation..." facing Ling Han's puzzled eyes, ye Huanyan covered his mouth,

"It's nothing, that, or I'll draw for you. Uncle Ling said you draw very well."

"No."

"No objection. Anyway, you're sitting here. I'll be quick." Ye Huanyan smiles and raises his arm, "boss, borrow a pen!"

It's been eight years. He still has a sketch eight years ago?

Ye Huanyan can't believe it. She thinks that she found her photo in his office before. She thinks that it can't be something she would do to shame someone.

Linghan, what are you thinking?

A faded diary at the head of the bed attracted her attention. She frowned, and her fingers involuntarily touched the open book.

At first glance, it's been a few years. It's not like a man's thing with lace design.

Is it a woman's thing?

Outside the villa, a red sports car stops behind the green plants in the distance. Behind the windshield, a delicate face is hidden under the gray fur shoulder. Sheng Enron frowns and stares at the door of Linghan's villa. He is more and more confused.

Last night was the first time she went to Linghan's house. She deliberately made her clothes drenched, but she didn't want to leave. Unexpectedly, there was something unexpected. Why are there women's coats and pajamas in Linghan's house?

It's brand new. The style of the coat is exactly what the working women wear. She left a heart, in the morning came a trip, met Ling Han, but did not find strange, in the afternoon came a trip. The woman who just went in was obviously ye Huanyan, the Secretary of Ling Han. She frowned and had an affair with Ling Han. Isn't it Ji Xiaoyue? Ye Huanyan has been in for a while. She can't bear to press it. Her fingers touch the door switch. At this time, a black car slowly drove into the community and stopped at the door of the villa. Ling Han's figure got out of the car, handed his bag to the maid who came out to greet him, then pulled the tie off his neck and walked into the house. Sheng Enron's face froze and slowly withdrew his fingers. It is more important not to disobey Ling Han's orders than to find out the relationship between ye Huanyan and Ling Han. In the living room, Lingling put away Linghan's coat and hesitated to look upstairs. Ling Han's eyes fell on the high-heeled shoes in the porch, and his face sank. "Is ye Huanyan here?" Lingling's face froze and she quickly covered up, "it seems that Miss Ye has something left here, so... So come back and get it..." "what does she have that will fall here?" Ling Han raised his eyes and saw that the door of the master bedroom was open. With a trace of anger, he climbed up his eyebrows, pulled off his tie, threw it on the sofa and walked up the stairs. The door of the master bedroom was half opened, and the dim yellow light was showing inside. Ye Huanyan's vision became more and more blurred. Holding the edge of the diary, she couldn't believe that she read every word in it repeatedly‘ I know the relationship between that woman and Dong Ming. I also know that Dong Ming only has guilt for me. If there is no such guilt, I'm afraid he will be tired of it? In fact, it's also very good. I don't plan to make any noise. Han'er is back. Anyway, han'er is his son. But she asked me to meet. I didn't think that I was so weak that this woman thought I could abdicate voluntarily? It's really ridiculous... "The finger's belly rubbed the word han'er, and his eyes filled with tears. Ye Huanyan never thought that her mother, who is fierce but kind and gentle in her heart, would step into other people's families, so blatantly. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.