Yuan Man walked up to her and handed the express parcel into her hand.
Zhuo Jian was very nervous at this time. Could it be that the express message from City A was a letter he wrote to her? Although the letter was very romantic, she hoped he could come even more.
The name was unknown to her, but the recipient was indeed hers.
She couldn't figure out the situation, but she still opened the express mail. There was no letter inside.
She didn't have time to be thankful that it wasn't a letter written by Fu Yanye not to come to her, because Fu Yanye had called her before getting on the plane and figured it would be almost time to come.
Inside were several photos and a USB flash drive. Zhuo Jian accidentally saw the little thing and immediately looked at the photos after holding it in her hand.
These photos are not portraits, but an old contract.
It has the signatures of her father and Lin Jiaoyang.
"I'll go upstairs."
Zhuo Jian went upstairs with the photos and USB flash drive.
Yuan Man then walked to the door again.
Going upstairs to his room, Zhuo Jian placed the photos on the table in order, opened his laptop and put the USB drive away.
Inside is an audio clip.
One of the voices had a changed voice, but the other voice was one she was familiar with, Lin Jiaoyang.
I don't know how long it took, but it seemed to be almost dark, and she was still sitting at the table motionless. It wasn't until her phone rang that she came back to her senses and picked up the phone with the hand wearing a wedding ring.
It's Fu Yanye.
She is thinking about the person she wants to see!
She subconsciously wanted to answer the call, but in the end, she put the phone back on the table.
The photos on the table and the audio on the computer made her not know how to face him.
If what is said in the audio is true, how can they live together as a couple in the future?
Zhuo Jian felt as if someone had torn a big hole in her heart, the kind that was so big that it could break her heart in half with just a little more force.
The ringing of the cell phone finally stopped, and her eyes were covered with mist, making it impossible to see anything clearly.
"Knock knock!"
There was a knock on the door from outside. Zhuo Jian raised his hand and wiped his eyes vigorously, planning to get up and open the door.
I felt a sudden discomfort in my stomach, and when something was about to come up, my vision suddenly went dark.
She pressed her hands tightly on the table, and even wanted to grab the edge of the table to prevent herself from falling.
But suddenly there was a loud bang.
When the chair fell to the ground, she also fell to the ground.
And the nail of her ring finger was knocked off the edge of the table.
Heart-breaking pain.
After a few seconds, the door was pushed open by someone from the outside. Someone ran over with long legs and called her eagerly: "Ajian, Ajian..."
Zhuo Jian didn't really hear what he said.
is it him?
She wasn't sure anymore.
Only two hours had passed when she woke up again, and she was lying in a quiet ward of a nearby hospital.
It was really him beside her. She missed him so much that her heart was broken. She couldn't help but want to call his name, but suddenly no sound came out of her throat.
She moved her hand slightly, trying to touch his hair, but when she raised it slightly, the finger wrapped in gauze hurt, and she groaned.
She suddenly couldn't remember what happened and looked at the place where she was wrapped in confusion.