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"I purposely left the lights off because I wanted you to take me for her. I'm already satisfied to be her double. "Thank you for your gentleness earlier!" Su Muyan said.

"Where is she now?" Jin Yihan was getting impatient.

"If you want me to be your girlfriend for two months, I'll tell you. You haven't been able to find any clues for so long, don't tell me you can't even wait two months? " Su Muyan slanted her eyes at Jin Yihan and smiled sinisterly.

"Two months is too long, twenty days!" A cold glint flashed past Jin Yihan's eyes.

As crafty as he was, he naturally knew what Su Muyan was planning. Two months. Want him to fall in love with her? It was simply a pipe dream. This woman was really stupid, did she think that he was Su Wanbai? The difference between cloud and mud! This was her final gamble, and she wanted to seize this final chance to marry into a rich family!

"Twenty days is twenty days!" Su Muyan took out a bottle of red wine and two goblets from the wine shelf.

"Deal!" Jin Yihan took the wine cup and finished it in one gulp.

After Su Xiaomi was saved, she announced to the public that he had completed the divorce procedures, and was now single again. Everyone was guessing the reason why this century-long marriage was coming to an end. Despite all the criticism, a large number of girls still wanted to marry into the Wealthy Class. Their fighting spirit was reignited. In this period of time, as long as Jin Yihan entered the company, countless female employees had expressed their love to him. They all said that the man who got divorced had charm, and it was really true. He was just worrying about how to get rid of her, and when he didn't want Su Muyan to come knocking on his door and block her for a while, at least his ears would be a lot quieter.

As expected, Jin Yihan kept his promise. He would bring him along in all kinds of public occasions. Although Su Muyan's appearance could not be considered to be extremely beautiful, but he was still considered a bit delicate and pretty.

On the day of Old Master Jin's birthday, Su Muyan and Nangong Bingjie met.

Nangong Bingjie looked down upon her from the bottom of her heart. To think that a daughter from a small clan would actually be able to climb onto the Young Master Jin. However, on the surface, they pretended to be good friends at first sight and sat on the sofa, holding hands as they chatted.

"Little Sister Mu Yan, you look so familiar. You look a little like …" Nangong Bingjie frowned slightly.

"I am Su Wanbai's cousin." Su Muyan did not hide this fact at all.

Nangong Bingjie's face immediately became gloomy, and her gaze became ruthless and cruel.

"You sisters must have a good relationship, right?" Nangong Bingjie coughed dryly a few times as she asked hypocritically.

"No, I hate her to the bone!" Su Muyan lowered her head and took a sip of tea, and said indifferently.

Su Muyan was Su Wanbai's ex-boyfriend, so everyone in the Su Family knew about this, including Su Muyan. Nangong Bingjie and Jin Yichen had been betrothed for a long time, but until now, they had yet to enter the marriage hall. At present, even Jin Yihan's feelings toward Su Wanbai were a little unfathomable, and wanting to borrow his hands to take revenge on Su Wanbai seemed impossible. Forming an alliance with Nangong Bingjie was perhaps the best choice to make right now.

"Really?" Nangong Bingjie did not seem to believe her as she looked at Su Muyan with half-belief and half-doubt.

Su Muyan made a long story short, telling Nangong Bingjie about her and Su Wanbai's previous story.

Not far away, Jin Yihan was exchanging toasts with his father and brother. It had been a long time since he had drunk as much as he did today. Jin Yichen originally couldn't drink anymore, but today he was in a terrible mood. After a while, his face turned red and he couldn't even speak properly. Jin Yihan didn't know what was going on between Su Muyan and Nangong Bing Jie, but he felt a little uneasy. What was this scheming woman up to?

After the banquet was over, Nangong Bingjie supported the slanted Jin Yichen up the stairs.

"Should we stay or go back to the apartment?" Su Muyan moved closer and held Jin Yihan's arm.

"It's too late, let's stay here." Jin Yihan said.

Although Jin’s father did not drink much, he had a habit of going to bed early and waking up early, so after a while, he went back to sleep.

After an unknown period of time, he sensed that someone was sitting on his bedside. Opening his eyes, he realized that it was actually Jin Mengyao.

"Mengyao, you... "You …" Old Master Jin opened his eyes wide in shock. He wanted to grab his daughter's hand, but she shifted to the side and distanced herself from him.

"Dad, how have you been?" Mengyao's pale face forced out a smile.

"I'm fine, you... What are you doing here? " Old Master Jin looked around to make sure that there was no one around before he asked softly.

"I already know the truth, but I don't blame you. It's all in the past now, as long as you and your brothers are well, I don't mind. " Jin Mengyao turned her head, the expression on her face could not be seen.

"Truth? What truth? No, no, Murong Aotian is the real culprit, why are you looking for me? " Old Master Jin glared with his scarlet eyes and roared hysterically.

Jin Mengyao's disappointed gaze swept across her father's face. She sneered as she turned around and floated into the distance …

"Mengyao, don't go! I repeat, there is no truth! " Old Master Jin woke up from his daze as he felt a chill down his spine.

Fine beads of sweat trickled down Old Master Jin's white hair. He raised his arms and wiped them off fiercely.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Outside, Jin Yihan's anxious voice sounded.

The door was locked by the Old Master Jin, so Jin Yihan and a group of servants knocked heavily on the door.

Squeak, squeak!" The door finally opened and Master Jin's old, haggard face appeared.

"Father, are you alright?" Jin Yihan asked.

"It was just a nightmare! "Let's disperse." Old Master Jin waved his hands, his voice hoarse and tired.

When Old Master Jin was sleep talking, a servant had happened to say that he had clearly heard the content of the old master's words and told Jin Yihan about them.

The servants had all left, but Jin Yihan was still standing there in a daze.

He had already said that he wouldn't do anything shameful and wasn't afraid of the ghosts knocking at his door, so his father's shrill cries were clearly not for no reason.

Mengyao? Truth?

The memory of the incident that he was most unwilling to remember flooded into his mind. His slender eyes narrowed slightly …

At that time, he and Murong Aotian were best friends. The two had a common hobby, which was shooting.

That day, his sister went to the shooting-range with them.

When the prepared bullets were finished, they sat down on chairs to rest. Mengyao had already prepared drinks for them long ago. They talked and laughed, chatting with each other, with a ease and comfort that they had never felt before.

Jin Yihan's phone rang, and he quickly picked it up.

"This bastard Murong Aotian, he actually managed to board two boats. His photo of him and another woman getting a room at a hotel was taken by the paparazzi. Fortunately, I received the news immediately and intercepted the photo. Find a chance to persuade your sister to break up with Murong Aotian. This kind of playboy is not worthy of her at all! I'm so pissed off, I wish I could have shot him! " The Old Master Jin said angrily.

Jin Yihan's gaze quickly swept towards Murong Aotian, and a cold expression slowly appeared in his eyes.

After hanging up, he rushed over and ruthlessly punched Murong Aotian in the face.

"Brother, what are you doing? It's fine, why did you hit him! " Jin Mengyao stood in front of Murong Aotian and looked at her brother in anger.

Murong Aotian was also at a loss on what to do, he had only picked up the phone, why did it feel like Jin Yihan had suddenly changed?

Jin Yihan was infuriated, he pushed Jin Mengyao away and smashed him down to the ground with another punch.

"If you keep fighting, I'm going to fight back!" Murong Aotian got punched for no reason, the anger instantly dyed his eyes red.

Jin Yihan looked at him coldly, looking like he was about to duel.

Jin Yihan clenched his fists, he then took action and raised his fist, about to land it on Murong Aotian's face. But just as his fist was a few centimeters away from Murong Aotian's face, something hard pressed against his chest. Murong Aotian picked up a gun on the table. Actually, he was just trying to scare Jin Yihan, the gun was the one that he had just shot.

"You have the ability to shoot?" Jin Yihan laughed in ridicule.

"You think I don't dare?" Murong Aotian's expression gradually became ice-cold.

Right at this moment, someone suddenly grabbed onto his waist with brute force, the sudden force caught Murong Aotian off guard. He wanted to stabilize his body, but with a flick of his finger, a bullet flew out. Just as the bullet flew towards Jin Yihan's chest at a lightning speed, Jin Mengyao suddenly blocked in front of her brother.

Fresh blood splattered everywhere, blood flowed out from the corner of Jin Mengyao's mouth, and she smiled as she fell backwards.

Before she died, she grabbed her brother's arm. "You must have misunderstood something? Don't blame Ao Tian, he didn't do it on purpose! "

When he pulled it out from his distant memories, Jin Yihan realized that he was already in tears.

Afterwards, the person who hugged Murong Aotian from behind had disappeared, so he had no mood to ask his father for the pictures that the paparazzi had secretly taken. He always believed that his father wouldn't lie to him, and always believed that Murong Aotian only shot at him because he was angry from embarrassment. Murong Aotian did not know why Jin Yihan suddenly hit him, he wanted to ask first, but after going to Jin Mansion, he had to take a few hits from there. After that, Jin Yihan went to Europe, and the two of them no longer had the chance to discuss this matter further. Seven years had passed, and when they met again, Jin Yihan treated Murong Aotian as his number one enemy, so he was not in the mood to leisurely discuss about the trivial matters from many years ago.

Could it be that what happened that year was really just a misunderstanding?

No, that's not possible. Father personally said that he did not have the thought of killing Jin Mengyao, so it must be true. If he didn't even believe his father's words, who else would he believe? Do you believe in Murong Aotian? In any case, he had fired his gun, and he wished that the one who had died was him. How free and happy he would be to leave this world full of grief and anguish! But the truth was, he had survived. He had carried his sister's hope and lived to avenge her. This was the most important thing in his life, something he had never doubted.

"Mengyao, you said that you don't want me to blame Murong Aotian, but I really can't do it!" Jin Yihan muttered.