When Yan Xiaolan and Yingzi arrived at the Hyatt Tower, the media meeting had reached its climax, and Shangguan Wudao was answering questions from many reporters.
Looking at that cold and familiar face, Yan Xiaolan burst into tears. She wished that the happy-looking woman sitting next to him was her.
"Baby, let's go, let's go and find out. We want him to give you an explanation in front of so many media." Yingzi pushed Yan Xiaolan, and Yan Xiaolan swayed, and a tear fell from her eyes.
fell to the ground.
At this time, Shangguan Wudao also saw Yan Xiaolan among the media. However, his eyes only stayed on Yan Xiaolan for a while and then moved away.
"He really doesn't seem to recognize me!" Seeing Shangguan Wudao's eyes mercilessly shift, Yan Xiaolan felt more sad than heartbroken.
No! I must not let him forget me like this. A voice roared in Yan Xiaolan's heart, and her pupils were instantly filled with countless bloodshot eyes.
"President Shangguan, do you still remember me?"
Suddenly, Yan Xiaolan stood out from the crowd and walked towards the rostrum. Her eyes were fixed on Shangguan Wudao. Her eyes were cold, filled with anger, despair and revenge.
"Miss Yan, calm down." Seeing that Yan Xiaolan was about to walk up to the rostrum, Ah He stopped her. At this time, the media below began to talk about it, and many photographers in charge of photography even pointed their lenses at Yan Xiaolan.
Lan kept taking pictures.
"Get out of the way!" Yan Xiaolan pushed Ahe away as if she was a different person, and approached Shangguan Wudao and Song Xiaolan.
"Who are you?" Shangguan Wudao asked, protecting Song Xiaolan behind him. His heart was also very uneasy at this time, and his intuition told him that the woman in front of him definitely had something to do with him.
"Yan Xiaolan." Yan Xiaolan lost her mind and stared at Shangguan Wudao and Song Xiaolan who was closely guarding him behind him.
"Miss Yan, please calm down."
"Yes, honey, calm down, you are so scary now."
Ahe ran off the stage and said something to Yingzi. At this time, the two of them walked up to the stage and stood behind Yan Xiaolan, singing and persuading each other.
"It's none of your business. This heartless man, I must kill him!" Yan Xiaolan said, her long hair dancing in the wind, just like Mei Chaofeng in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes",
The phoenix came to the whole place.
"Baby, you're crazy!" Yingzi knew that Yan Xiaolan was no longer the weak woman she used to be. At this moment, she couldn't help but worry about Yan Xiaolan. In front of so many media, if she really gave Shangguan
If Wu Dao takes action, the impact on Shangguan's family in Hangzhou will definitely not be as big as usual. Besides, Ah He has just briefly told her about Shangguan Wu Dao's loss of memory, and they all wrongly blamed Shangguan.
No way.
Yan Xiaolan didn't listen to Yingzi's words at all. She spread her hands and attacked Shangguan Wudao. Shangguan Wudao didn't expect it. He slapped Yan Xiaolan hard and spat it out with a "Puff" sound.
A mouthful of blood.
"No way——"
When Song Xiaolan saw that Shangguan Wudao was injured, she rushed forward, threw herself on him and burst into tears. Her crying finally awakened Yan Xiaolan's normal consciousness.
"Am I?" Yan Xiaolan, whose eyes regained clarity, looked at the pool of blood on the ground and muttered to herself, "Did I hurt him?"
"Thank God, honey, you are finally back to normal. I was almost scared to death just now. Come on, let me go. I will explain to you slowly on the way." Yingzi said and took Yan Xiaolan's hand.
After they left the Hyatt Regency Building, countless paparazzi chased after them.
"Grandma, these paparazzi are too abominable." Yingzi cursed and got into the driver's seat. As soon as Yan Xiaolan got in the car, she drove away.
On the way back to Yingzi's rental house, Yingzi told Yan Xiaolan the causes and consequences of Shangguan Wudao's amnesia that Ah He told her. After hearing this, Yan Xiaolan regretted that she had just impulsively hit Shangguan Wudao.
A palm.
What Yan Xiaolan never expected was that Shangguan Wudao suffered serious internal injuries after receiving her slap, so much so that after the media meeting ended hastily, the assassin who came to assassinate him was almost killed.
He was killed, but in the end it was Song Xiaolan who gave him a reprieve at the cost of her own life, and he survived.
Song Xiaolan, a weak woman, used her precious life to prove her short but unwavering love to Shangguan Wudao. Her heavy love was undoubtedly a blessing to Shangguan Wudao, who had always been cold and unfeeling.
Great.
Shangguan Wudao may have never loved Song Xiaolan from beginning to end, but now, he had to admit that he owed Song Xiaolan a lot.
"Xiaolan——"
Shangguan Wudao held Song Xiaolan's still-warm body like an angry lion. His heart-rending roar spread to the ears of every employee in the Hyatt Building, making everyone who heard it feel sad.
"Young President——"
"Little Lord--"
Behind Shangguan Wudao, Ahe and Pu Yumei were also covered in blood. It seemed that the people who wanted Shangguan Wudao's life this time had indeed spent a lot of money to deal with Shangguan Wudao. Otherwise, they would never have been able to hire so many people.
A top-notch master comes to assassinate Shangguan Wudao.
Poor Song Xiaolan ruined her youth and life like this. Shangguan Wudao recalled that on New Year's Eve in Melbourne, he and she had agreed to set off fireworks together two years later, but now she just ignored him and left.
"Where is that damn woman now?"
Shangguan Wudao asked coldly. Of course Ahe and Pu Yumei knew that the damn woman he was talking about was Yan Xiaolan who was seriously injured with a palm and caused Song Xiaolan's death.
"Young President, Miss Yan is actually temporarily out of her mind..." Before Ah He could finish his words, he received an angry look from Shangguan Wudao.
"Young Master, Ah He is right. Miss Yan accidentally hurt you because she was temporarily stimulated and couldn't control herself. Now I'm afraid she is also guilty." At this time, Pu Yumei also stood up and said loudly.
Courage said, "Actually, my subordinates also know how the young master is feeling right now, but there are probably people who are more sad than the young master at this moment. Judging from the situation of the fight just now, the people who came to assassinate the young master this time are not ordinary people.
Even if the young master is not injured, I'm afraid it won't change Miss Song's fate."
"Shut up, all of you!" After Jing Ahe and Pu Yumei said this, Shangguan Wudao roared even more angrily. He hated Yan Xiaolan now anyway, which also laid the foundation for Yan Xiaolan's subsequent misfortune.
A foreshadowing.
After Yan Xiaolan and Yingzi returned to the rental house, they saw the news that they made a big fuss at the media meeting that night, and that after the media meeting, Shangguan Wudao was assassinated and his fiancée died unfortunately.
"How could this happen? He must hate me so much now, right?! No, I have to apologize to him." After reading the news, Yan Xiaolan stood up and was about to rush out. Fortunately, Yingzi stopped her, otherwise
With Shangguan Wudao's mood at this time, he would definitely fight her to the death if he saw her.
"Baby, calm down and think about it carefully. Now that you go to see him, what will he do to you?" Yingzi hugged Yan Xiaolan's legs and shouted loudly.
"I don't care, I made the mistake. Even if he kills me, I will not fight back, and I will have no regrets. Yingzi, please let me go!" Yan Xiaolan pushed Yingzi away and pulled her tightly.
She held her legs with her hands and said. However, she didn't lose her mind this time, otherwise she might have kicked Yingzi away and ran out.
"Baby, can you listen to me? We may have fallen into someone else's trap." In her desperation, Yingzi suddenly remembered the phone call she received in the morning.
Finally, Yan Xiaolan was persuaded by Yingzi and sat back on the sofa. Then the two began to connect and analyze what happened today. When they found out the phone number they had received in the morning and called back,
What I heard was a very, very familiar voice.
"Qingqing? Why does this phone belong to you?" Yingzi said, thinking she had dialed the wrong number, and looked at the number again. It was right! At this time, Liu Qingqing's gentle voice came from the phone again.
, "Are you Sakurako?"
At this time, Yingzi and Yan Xiaolan looked at me and I looked at you, not knowing how to continue. In the end, Yingzi said directly to the phone: "Hello, Qingqing, I am Yingzi.
Well,,,I want to ask, why does this phone belong to you?"
"Oh, this phone is not mine, it's my boyfriend's." Liu Qingqing said sweetly on the phone, especially when she said the three words "boyfriend", even Yingzi on the other end of the phone could recognize it.
Now she is in happiness.
Yingzi held the phone and said nothing. She really couldn't bear to interrupt Qingqing's beautiful dream like this.
"What's wrong? Yingzi, how did you know my boyfriend's number?" After a while, there was no reply from Yingzi, and Liu Qingqing suddenly asked on the other end of the phone.
Seeing Yingzi stunned on the spot without speaking, Yan Xiaolan thought for fifteen seconds, took the phone over, and replied: "Qingqing, this is Xiaolan. You damn girl, we sisters haven't seen each other for so long.
, you don’t miss me either.”
"It's Xiaolan. When did you come back to Hangzhou? Why didn't you tell me? Well, who said I missed you? You miss me so much. How about we eat together tomorrow?
Let’s have a meal, I have a day off from work tomorrow.” Hearing Yan Xiaolan’s voice, Liu Qingqing happily said on the phone and did not continue to ask the question just now.
"It's okay to have dinner together tomorrow, but no boyfriends are allowed." Yan Xiaolan's original intention was to ask Liu Qingqing out alone, but now that the other party has said it first, she doesn't have to think about it anymore.
Already.
"Okay, of course we three sisters will not let men participate in our gathering. That's it. I'll hang up now. Bye!" Liu Qingqing hung up the phone happily.
At this time, Yan Xiaolan and Yingzi began to worry. If Liu Qingqing's boyfriend was really a participant in the assassination of Shangguan Wudao, how would their sisters get along with each other in the future?