Chapter 339

Ling Han's voice had made ye Huanyan's attention turn to the castle, but his words made her focus again.

"Did you find xiaorou?" Ling Han's deep voice came from the other end of the phone. He couldn't hear any emotion. It seemed that he just acted as a correspondent and told her what he knew. "The monitor at the door of the hotel, she took the night shuttle bus to the polar glacier. Now it's too late, you stay where you are

Don't move. I'll pick you up and take you to the glacier

Smell speech, ye Huanyan immediately refused, "no, you go directly to the glacier, my side is not far from there, take a taxi."

With that, without waiting for Ling Han's reaction, she hung up the phone directly. While waving at the roadside, she cut to Chen Yin's line. "Xiao Wu, you don't have to go to the castle. You go back to the hotel and inform Su Nianhua that the plan will be implemented in advance. Let him take his children to the polar glacier to join me."

At the end of the phone, Chen Yin scratched her head blankly, "ah?"

At the door of the hotel, Ling Han frowns and stares at the phone. He feels that he is not angry.

How brave is this woman? She's not afraid of taking a taxi in a foreign country in the middle of the night?

Polar glacier, night falls, the sky is full of stars, the temperature of more than ten degrees below zero on the edge of the glacier is unbearable, so after 12 o'clock, tourists also continue to disperse, leaving only the uncanny workmanship of nature.

Ye Huanyan gets out of the car and goes straight to the place where she took photos with Zeng rou. She should have thought of this place long ago. Fortunately, Ling Han reminds her.

Under the starry River, an orange shadow shivers in the cold wind, and a choking voice comes from the fog, which seems very painful.

"Xiaorou." Ye Huanyan cried anxiously, "is that you, xiaorou?"

The figure shrunk for a moment and sobbed, "don't come here."

Ye Huanyan quickly received the words, "I don't go, we just stand like this, you don't move, can you say two words?"

"What are you doing here?" Zeng Rou's voice choked. She wanted to blame, but she didn't have any momentum. "You've known my husband for a long time, and you know who I am. Why did you keep it from me? Is it fun to play me like a fool? "

"You misunderstood." Ye Huanyan hastily explained, "I swear that there is absolutely no shameful or sorry thing between me and Lu Shen."

"You even know his name is Lu Shen?" At the thought of their hot chat in the hotel room, Zeng Rou suddenly cried, "you've known each other for a long time, haven't you?"

Seeing her wailing, ye Huanyan can't help thinking that five years ago, at the entrance of the concert hall, she cried louder than the security guard's horn for the first time, which successfully attracted her attention and finally led to her marriage with Su Nianhua.

Now I am misunderstood. What's the matter?

"I've known him for a long time, and I've known you for a long time, xiaorou girl of post bar."

Ye Huanyan's voice penetrates layers of fog, and the cry is interrupted and intermittently transmitted to Zeng Rou's ears.

She Leng Leng, can't believe back two steps, "how do you know my post name?"

"Don't worry about how I know this. I just want to tell you that Lu Shen loves you very much. The unexpected love for you will not be less than that for your daughter. As for the dead woman you mentioned, it's just a past for him."

Zeng Rou bit her lips and became more confused. "Why do you say that?"

"You don't mean you can't fight for a dead man?" Ye Huanyan took a deep breath and approached her slowly from the fog,

"Would you feel better if I told you that the man wasn't dead?"

"Not dead?" Zeng Rou's face froze. "What do you mean?"

"You didn't hear wrong, that person didn't die, she..." ye Huanyan was ready to confess directly, but after she opened her mouth, the light from the corner of her eyes swept a figure behind her. It was foggy, maybe she couldn't see clearly, but she would never admit the smell of that person. The front of the conversation turned, "maybe she's in another place, living well, you can understand that

Feng Bu Dong brings it to Lu Shen. I think as long as you mention her to him, Lu Shen will help you untie your heart knot. At that time, you will know how much he loves you. "

In the deep fog, a light suddenly appeared in the distance, and a familiar song came.

"A snow lotus on the mountain in the distance..."

Zeng Rou's face was full of amazement, "it's Lu Shen..."

"Go ahead." Ye Huanyan has come to her and smiles at her, "I think all the misunderstandings need you to ask him in person, and then he will explain to you in person."

Zeng Rou hesitated to take a look at ye Huanyan, as if she had made up her mind to go in the direction of singing.

After two steps, she looked back and asked, "what do you mean she's still alive? Have you met her? "

"I think so." In order to dispel her worries, ye Huanyan had to harden her head and nodded.

When Zeng Rou walked away, a tall and straight figure came out behind the snowdrift, and walked to ye Huanyan in three or two steps, blocking her way, "what do you mean by what you just said? She's still alive. Where is she? " Under the fog, Ling Han's eyebrows and eyes are full of frost, but ye Huanyan catches a trace of heat from them, which is the desire for life and the expectation for hope. Her rare calmness may be because she knew he was hiding behind the snowdrift for a long time. What she said to Zeng Rou was distracted, and she was ready to be questioned by him. Maybe this was not the right time, but this was the moment she wanted to tell him. Even if she was not ready to recognize him with such an identity, she heard her hoarse voice in the cold night, Only she knew how sincere she was. "Right in front of you," she looked into Ling Han's eyes, hot. Ling Han looked at her eyes, and her eyes suddenly tightened, as if she wanted to see her soul through, and to find a sense of truth from the eyes of the woman who had been lying. His voice was low and hoarse, as if very difficult. "What did you say?" Ye Huanyan looked at his look, calm mood finally opened a crack, showing her always calm fake smile, enchanting, "just a joke, you can't be serious?" She bowed her head, gathered her collar, sucked her nose, glanced at Ling Han lightly, and the tip of her nose was slightly red. "It's just to give people in marriage crisis some hope of life. If Ling can't understand this small hand, I have to doubt whether there are still people behind the scenes in Huanyu Group these years." Listen to her talk, Ling Han's eyes accumulate this chill, and finally hold her shoulders, cold voice quality asked, "Gu Huanyan, I don't like such a joke." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.