Ye Zhenzhen raised her eyes and looked at the small wooden house hidden in the bushes in front of her. She took a deep breath and walked over. From a distance, she saw a woman with long hair reaching her waist sitting in a wheelchair. She wore an ankle-length dress.
She is wearing a long skirt and a shawl. She has a drawing board in front of her and is drawing something.
Ye Zhenzhen stood behind her and shouted, "Sister Manling, I finally found you."
The woman who was painting was obviously startled, and slowly turned around——
I saw that she had a peerless face that eclipsed the surrounding scenery. Her back and the red roses behind her almost merged into one. There was a touch of sadness in her narrow and beautiful red phoenix eyes.
When she saw the person coming, the expression on her face paused. Then she turned around and said coldly, "What are you here for?"
"Sister Manling..." Ye Zhenzhen didn't care about her coldness and walked to her side, "Sister Manling, brother Ji Feng is getting married, do you know?"
After hearing this, Su Manling was startled, and the pen fell to the ground with a snap. She turned away and said, "Ye Zhenzhen, what's the point of you coming here to tell me this? I wish you all the best."
"Sister Manling!" Ye Zhenzhen became anxious and squatted in front of Su Manling and said, "The person Ji Feng wants to marry is not me."
Su Manling raised her head, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, "Not you?"
"It's this person, look." Ye Zhenzhen spread a newspaper in front of Su Manling, "She is very powerful and confused Brother Ji Feng. Not only did she encourage Brother Ji Feng to let Dahan Group and Ye's family dissolve,
The cooperative relationship also forced my father Ye Shixiong to death. Now she is running rampant in the Han family and the Han family, and no one can cure her."
Su Manling glanced at the newspaper. Above the photo was the wedding photo of Han Jifeng and Ling Tongyu that had just been released yesterday. In the photo, a tall and handsome man wearing a white high-end suit held the woman's slender waist with one hand and gently supported her with his fingers.
With her chin raised, the woman closed her eyes and smiled slightly. The beautiful and noble wedding dress on her body stung Su Manling's eyes.
She had fantasized countless times about putting on a wedding dress designed by herself, walking into the wedding hall with him, and saying "I do" loudly amidst everyone's blessings, but then...
The hand holding the newspaper was shaking slightly, and a forced smile appeared on his face, "The wedding photos are beautiful."
"Sister Manling!" Ye Zhenzhen became anxious. She bent down and held Su Manling's shoulders with both hands, "Are you just going to give up? Let Brother Ji Feng marry another woman."
Su Manling raised her eyes slightly and looked at Ye Zhenzhen, "Didn't you force me to give up at the beginning?" She grabbed her crippled legs, with a hint of hatred in her eyes.
"I..." Ye Zhenzhen had a dry expression on her face after hearing this.
"You go, I'm used to this peaceful life now, and I don't want to be disturbed by anyone anymore." Su Manling coldly issued an eviction order, "If you don't leave, I will call the police."
"Sister Manling, Brother Ji Feng actually loves you. It's just that he thought you were dead, so he didn't look for you everywhere. That's why he accepted this vicious woman. As soon as you show up, Brother Ji Feng will definitely not hesitate.
Why did he acquiesce in allowing me to work in Korea? Isn't it because I look a bit like you?" Ye Zhenzhen still refused to give up.
"Let's go!" Su Manling seemed to be unwilling to listen any more. She took out her mobile phone and started to make a call.
Seeing this, Ye Zhenzhen had no choice but to leave. She walked outside the dean and said loudly, "Sister Manling, Brother Ji Feng is getting married this Saturday. I hope you can come!"