Ji Mingwei felt that her question was a bit subtle, but she answered honestly: "He knows, he was the one who put it on me in the first place."
Evelin looked stunned, and for a moment she suspected that there was something wrong with her ears.
When she came back to her senses, a strong anger surged in her chest, "This is my sister's thing!"
Ji Mingwei's eyelids twitched: "Are you sure?"
"How could it be wrong? I saw her wearing this gem with my own eyes. It was a gift given to her by the boss back then. How could you be allowed to wear it? Why!" Evelin asked almost in a hissing voice.
As soon as these words came out, Ji Mingwei's heart suddenly sank.
Looking at her angry and hateful expression, Ji Mingwei was almost certain that she was not lying.
"Huo Yanchuan, do you know your sister too?" Her voice sounded dark and unclear.
"Why, the boss never told you?" Evelin seemed to be greatly stimulated, her tone was full of sarcasm, "He and my sister had such a good relationship back then. They founded the organization together, took us in, and worked together.
Action, experiencing wind and rain, life and death, witnessing each other's most embarrassing moments, they are recognized as the best partners.
Even his legs were disabled to save my sister! Don’t you know this? "
Ji Mingwei's face suddenly darkened, her heart seemed to be grasped by a big hand for a moment, and an indescribable feeling of suffocation surged into her brain.
She could feel no trace of Evelin lying.
She couldn't suppress the emotions in her heart, and her voice was hoarse: "Since their relationship is so good, why didn't they get together in the end?"
Evelin couldn't conceal the raging malice in her heart, "Don't you understand yet? Because my sister is dead! She will never come back! Otherwise, do you think you would still be here today?"
Ji Mingwei's face was as cold as frost, and those dark and deep eyes seemed to be able to pull people into the abyss of hell.
Evelin's heart trembled inexplicably, and she knew that she seemed to have gone too far.
But she really couldn't contain the unwillingness and hatred.
Huo Yanchuan was obviously in such despair and pain when his sister passed away, but why did he insist on giving the gift to his sister to another woman.
If Ji Mingwei was just used as a substitute, she might be dissatisfied and resentful, but she would be more sympathetic and compassionate.
But what if Huo Yanchuan really changed his mind!
What does my sister’s sacrifice mean?
She can never forgive.
"So now, do you want to sow discord between me and Yanchuan?" Ji Mingwei said suddenly, her voice cold, "Maybe your plan is very good, but are you not afraid that I will tell him?"
Evelin was heartbroken when she heard this.
That's right.
She did want to sow discord at the beginning, causing them to misunderstand, or to make Ji Mingwei betray Huo Yanchuan and make Huo Yanchuan completely give up on her.
But just now, those were her true feelings!
Evelin sneered, her expression gradually becoming firmer: "As much as you promised, I have nothing to be afraid of."
The worst that can happen is to make the boss angry. For the sake of her sister, he will definitely spare her life.
The most that can be done is to leave the evil alliance.
She was mentally prepared.
Ji Mingwei lowered her eyes, seeming to be staring at her hands, and reminded her in a calm tone: "Pay attention to your wound, don't get it wet."
Evelin was startled.
Why, her reaction would be so calm.
Isn't she angry at all?
Regardless of whether what she said was true or false, the provocation and sarcasm in her tone were obvious.
Shouldn't she tell her to go away immediately, or ask her not to say that kind of thing in front of her in the future?
But there are none.
Ji Mingwei's reaction was so bland, as if Huo Yanchuan was not her husband, but an insignificant passerby.
A strange feeling arose in Evelin's heart.
Some words came to my lips, but in the end I couldn't say them out.
Instead, he opened the car door, said thank you, and left.
After the others left, Ji Mingwei's body seemed to fall apart instantly, leaning on the back of the chair, looking ahead blankly.
Logically speaking, it would be strange for a man who is nearly thirty years old to have no love history.
What's more, Huo Yanchuan is such an outstanding type.
Even though his legs have been disabled in the past five years, there must have been many suitors before, and it would not be surprising if he had his first love.
Ji Mingwei may not care about her sweetheart's past, but that doesn't mean she can accept the fact that she is used as a substitute.
This is an insult to her.
It was also an insult to Huo Yanchuan.
Therefore, even though Evelin was so serious about what she said, Ji Mingwei didn't believe it all.
She felt there might be a misunderstanding.
When she came to her senses, she quickly started the car and returned to Huo's house with a sharp look in her eyes.
Huo Yanchuan actually didn't go to the company and happened to be at home.
Seeing her coming back, Huo Yanchuan strode forward with long legs and hugged her. He could not hide his nervousness in his tone: "I was about to go find you. Ivan said you were attacked. Are you injured?"
Feeling the familiar embrace with the sweet and cold fragrance, Ji Mingwei felt inexplicably calm in her heart. After a while, she whispered: "No."
It turned out that when she was worried about him, he was also worried about her.
Such feelings cannot be faked.
Therefore, she could not believe Evelin's words even more.
"Really?" Huo Yanchuan lowered his eyes and looked at her deeply, gently brushing away the broken hair from her forehead with one hand, and said in a magnetic and hoarse voice, "I have to check it myself."
As he spoke, his slender fingertips gently touched her cheek, from her forehead to the corners of her eyes, all the way to her lips and gently rubbed her.
There is obviously nothing more extreme, but it adds a hint of ambiguity.
Ji Mingwei's eyelashes trembled slightly, and there was a trace of heat on her cheeks. She quickly held his hand and pretended to be calm: "You, don't move yet, I have something to ask you!"
"Huh?" Huo Yanchuan's sexy tone escaped from his throat and touched the tip of her nose. After a moment, his thin lips touched hers.
After a while, he reluctantly let go, bit her lightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "What do you want to ask?"
Ji Mingwei was a little confused by his actions and blurted out: "You are so skilled in kissing, have you dated many people?"
After the words fell, she suddenly came back to her senses.
What is she asking?
What I originally wanted to ask, I obviously wanted to ask about sister Evelin, but why did the words come to my mouth and turned into this sentence.
Huo Yanchuan seemed to be startled for a moment, with a smile in his eyes, "Are you jealous?"
Ji Mingwei's face heated up and she said shamefully: "I, I didn't mean that..."
"It doesn't matter." Huo Yanchuan reached out and touched her head, his voice was sultry, "You are the only one."
A look of surprise flashed across Ji Mingwei's expression, "You mean, you've never been in love?"
Could it be that Evelin’s words were really just misleading her?
Or, there is another possibility, that even Evelin misunderstood the relationship between Huo Yanchuan and her sister?