At that time

President's Office

The morning sun was intertwined with shadows, and Chen Zhiyan raised his head from a pile of documents, his seductive peach blossom eyes slightly condensed, with unknown ripples, and his joints were clearly pointed at a document and pushed it to the man opposite him.

The man opposite took it silently.

A pair of cold-looking phoenix eyes, neat and black short hair, a tough face, and meticulously dressed in a suit.

It looks good everywhere, but the eyes are too cold, so cold that people dare not look directly at it.

He quickly scanned the document, and after signing the last page, he looked up at Chen Zhiyan.

"Have you found the person I want?"

Chen Zhiyan leaned back, his posture lazy and noble, with the collar of his shirt open, revealing his delicate and cool white collarbone.

"No."

Han Ji had no extra expression on his face, and his eyes were as cold as winter ice.

"No, or can't?"

Chen Zhiyan raised his eyes, tapped the table with his slender and fair fingers, and his face was cold: "I said that she is just an ordinary person, and she doesn't have that great ability to find out your sister's old history."

Han Ji disagreed and calmly analyzed: "As soon as something happened to Ali, she became the biggest beneficiary, and she had a holiday with Ali."

Chen Zhiyan interrupted lightly, his body leaned forward slightly, and his tone was tough.

"That's what you thought there was a festival. The videos circulating on the Internet were processed after being post-processed, and someone was designing to frame her."

"You were not in China at that time, how did you know if she was exposed? A woman who is an actor... without exception, she has no truth in her mouth."

Han Ji's expression changed slightly when he said this, and his tone also showed a slight turbulence.

The light from outside the window shone in, dyeing half of the office orange, and a clear dividing line appeared on Shen Zhiyan's hand.

The originally cold white skin was coated with a layer of light.

He stared at him for a few seconds, speaking inexplicably.

"Stop looking for that person, you can't touch him. Just think about it carefully and send your sister abroad in the next step."

Han Ji frowned, "Who is that person?"

Chen Zhiyan's eyes were slightly sunken, and he did not directly answer Han Ji's words.

"I said that if you can't move him, it doesn't make sense to check it."

Han Ji was silent for a moment.

He knew Shen Zhiyan from university and knew that Chen Zhiyan never exaggeratedly.

"Since you know who he is, you must know what his purpose is."

Chen Zhiyan heard that Han Ji had the meaning of his words, raised his eyes and swept across his face lightly, and a cold light was reflected in the peach blossom eyes.

"I just know that he wanted to destroy your sister, and he was, spared no effort to destroy her."

After he finished speaking, the man opposite suddenly stood up, his clenched fists were on the table, and he was a little out of control.

"What's the reason?! Ali has only been in Jiangcheng for half a month!! Tell me who can a girl offend her?!"

Faced with the angry questions from friends for many years, Chen Zhiyan was silent for a short time, then lowered his eyes slightly and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Don't ask. He does things casually, without asking the reason; his foundation in doing things is still shallow, and it will not be good for you to compete with him."

"Okay," Han Ji said, "I checked all the surveillance monitors nearby, but I found that the suspicious person had been to Ali's adoptive father's house. The entertainment blogger who broke the news did not know where to go. What about you, how did you find him?!"

Chen Zhiyan paused slightly, his expression was dim and he replied: "I only remembered him when I saw a set of photos."

Speaking of this, he stopped and did not continue talking. Instead, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the cell phone on his desk.

The fingers that pinch the pen holder slowly tightened, and the joints were blue and white.

A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes outline a creepy coldness.

"Han Ji, I understand your feelings as a brother, but I still want to remind you."

Chen Zhiyan tidied up his cuffs and said slowly.

"Your sister has indeed done some inappropriate behavior in the past. Only when there is a cause will it be a result. I don't want to see you choose to blindly cover up..."

Chen Zhiyan stood up and stretched out his hand to Han Ji.

"I will calm the public opinion online. From now on, this matter has passed. What do you think?"

Although it was a negotiation tone, Chen Zhiyan's tone was a little sharp and his momentum was even more oppressive.

Han Ji narrowed his eyebrows and eyes. Whether in college or now, Chen Zhiyan will always be the one with the most say.

The two men's hands were squeezing in the air, which was considered to have reached this silent agreement.

——

Xu Ying woke up in a daze and walked to the living room.

Ni Huan was lying on the sofa, sitting cross-legged with her legs, strands of long hair resting on her chest, and the collar of her shirt was very large, and her fair shoulders could be seen faintly.

His eyebrows and eyes were drooping, not sure what he was thinking.

Xu Ying yawned and muttered: "Huanhuan, you got up so early."

Ni Huan pinched her cell phone in her hand, her eyebrows were light and distant. She looked at Xu Ying, tilted her head and pointed at her in the kitchen, "I have hot porridge and buns, you go and eat it."

"Okay," Xu Ying took two steps, suddenly paused, the sleepy insect disappeared, and asked stiffly: "What time is it now?"

Ni Huan thought Xu Ying had something important, so she looked down at her phone, "Nine o'clock, what's wrong?"

Xu Ying felt that her legs were weak and she couldn't speak smoothly, "I... received a WeChat message from my brother yesterday..."

She said as she ran to the bedroom, quickly put on her clothes, stopped washing her face, and ran to the entrance to change her shoes.

"...My parents arrived at the airport at 9:20 this morning and asked me to pick me up!!! Huanhuan, I'll leave first, you can have breakfast by yourself!!"

Before he finished speaking, the person had already snatched the door.

Ni Huan opened her mouth slightly, but she hadn't reacted yet.

Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu went to the United States for a month and finally came back.

After swallowing lightly, Ni Huan pursed her lips and looked at the closed door, showing an envious look.

The living room is quiet.

Ni Huan changed his position and continued to lie on the sofa, staring at a point in the void, quietly dazed.

After a while, the phone was fired again.

"Huanhuan, have you thought it through?"

Yu Mo just finished the meeting, and she was in the corridor, and she could only suppress her voice and said anxiously: "The crew of "The Emperor and the Empress" is about to take a final makeup photo. Mr. Su just came to say hello and said that as long as you are soft-hearted, Mr. Chen will not really make up his mind to suppress you."

While listening, Ni Huan slowly stretched out her left arm, and a small piece of thin white forearm was exposed, and the light pink scar was particularly abrupt.

She thought about all the changes that occurred between her and Shen Zhiyan after returning to Jiangcheng.

Things suddenly became out of control, and they were obviously quite harmonious before.

"Sister Yu, don't worry about me, go and take other artists in the company."

After saying that, Ni Huan hung up the phone.

Back in the bedroom, sitting in front of the dressing table, looking at a face in the mirror.

Pick up cosmetics skillfully, put on powder, draw thrushes, and draw slender eyeliners.

Her face, which was originally beautiful and charming, was more aggressive with her deliberate embellishment and a little bit of arrogance hidden in her eyebrows and eyes.

Ni Huan changed into a black casual outfit, a sweatshirt with a hoodie, and a wide dress, which made her look a little loose when she was wearing it.

Ni Huan put on a black baseball cap and mask, went downstairs and called a car.

"Go to Emperor Garden, thank you."

——

After living in the Emperor Garden for two years, Ni Huan took good care of every flower and every potted plant in the garden.

Now that I want to leave completely, it is false to say that I am not lonely.

But what does not belong to her will not belong to her.

The farce should come to an end.

Ni Huan slowly cleared her clothes and toiletries and finally put them in her suitcase.

The villa key and car key Ni Huan are all placed on the coffee table in the living room on the first floor.

Drag the suitcase before leaving the door.

Ni Huan received a call.

She thought it was Yu Mo again, so she picked it up and glanced at him without caring.

But the call signed... made her feel unforgettable.

"Ms. Ni, your grandma has a heart attack and entered the emergency room. She is in a bad condition. She is also asked to come here quickly."
Chapter completed!