The media reporters who were just about to grab her and ask her a series of questions all nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
There is one sentence in my heart: Ancestor, you can not only start to enter the market, but even if you kill us all now, no one would dare to have any objections.
Ye Wanwan was clutching the hem of her skirt, her face turned pale, and she was trembling involuntarily.
It's over, everything is over.
Unable to control her inner panic any longer, she staggered out and ran out.
But except for the scorching spotlight, no one noticed her departure. Everyone's attention was focused on Su Lian and the three men behind her.
On the red carpet, the three people obviously fell into a stalemate after they finished speaking.
Looking at Lu Ci holding his sister's hand tightly, Ye Yi narrowed his eyes:
"Sir, my sister is still young. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to do this. Why don't you let me hold her hand instead?"
Facing his future brother-in-law, Lu Ci smiled slightly, but had no intention of letting go.
Xiao Xiao, who was caught in the middle, was also quite depressed. Wasn't he the male companion at the beginning? Why now he felt like the light bulb above his head was lighting up.
Su Lian held her forehead and simply waved her hand without holding anyone's hand:
"Stop arguing, I will leave by myself."
Ye Yi clutched her heart and felt very hurt: It's over, the sister she just found has been fucked by a pig after all.
Lu Ci covered his heart and felt very hurt: It's over, it's not easy to see his wife but he can't even hold her little hand.
Xiao Hehe was very hurt as he covered his heart. In front of two extremely powerful men, he was not even qualified to compete.
Many celebrities entered the venue one after another, but all the media present were heartbroken.
Who would have thought that Su Lian, who was Ye Wanwan's stand-in a few months ago and was accused of being a mistress, would be cleared of all scandals and rumors overnight.
Not only was Lu Jingshen’s real ex-girlfriend confirmed, she also became the daughter of the Ye family and seemed to be the future boss lady of the Lu Group.
This, this, this, this, even TV drama screenwriters wouldn’t dare to write like this.
The dinner was extremely lively with lots of drinking and drinking.
Only Lu Jingshen stood quietly in the corner.
Not far away, Su Lian held Lu Ci's arm, smiling slightly and saying something. His eyes glanced here, but only for a moment, and then looked away as if he didn't see anything.
It's as if he doesn't exist.
Lu Jingshen's heart suddenly hurt.
He has been dreaming about the same dream for the past half month.
In the dream, his autism has not yet been cured, and the little girl with a sweet smile always brings her toys and fairy tale books to his ward after daily treatment.
"Brother, why are you here alone?"
He heard her ask, but being taciturn by nature, he turned his head and ignored her.
But as if she couldn't feel his indifference at all, she came to talk to him every day and shared with him all the cookies and cakes her parents brought her.
"Brother Xiaoshen, it doesn't matter if you are alone, I will always be with you."
He wanted to laugh at her for being stupid. She was not alone here. The children in this Yamu private nursing home were all the same, the same ones were sick, the same parents were busy with business all day long, and they were all the same lonely.
But she seemed to be the only one who was different. Even though she often panted weakly after running a few steps, she still ran towards him with a silly smile when she saw him.
He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he gradually began to look forward to her arrival every day. Occasionally, he would reply to her with a few words, and then the little girl would look at him with stars in her eyes and her chin raised:
"Brother Xiao Shen, you are so beautiful. You will definitely become a big star in the future."
It was her birthday that day. After he overheard it from the nurse, he quietly climbed over the wall and wanted to buy her a kitten as a birthday present.
He often saw her secretly feeding stray cats with biscuit crumbs from the biscuit box when she was out in the nursing home. She must have liked cats very much.
That was the first time he went shopping alone after suffering from autism. Using a few words that he gradually became proficient in chatting with her, he successfully bought a ragdoll cat with blue eyes.
But when he went back with the kitten in his arms full of joy, what he saw was the blazing fire in the nursing home burning to the horizon, dyeing the haze in the distance blood red.
There were noisy cries all around. There were children who had escaped by chance, doctors and nurses. There was also his mother, who he didn't see once a year, kneeling on the ground, crying and hugging him and saying:
"Xiao Shen, luckily you're fine. Mom is worried to death."
What about her?
where is she?
He ran like crazy toward the nursing home that had been engulfed in flames, but was stopped by his mother again and again. Countless people crowded around him. He wanted the firefighters to find her quickly, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.
This was the first time he hated himself so much.
After the fire was extinguished, the nursing home could no longer look like it was before. The firefighters were carrying the injured and the bodies out one by one. He saw the nurse who took care of her, wiping tears from her red eyes.
Then he fainted.
When I woke up again, current affairs reports were playing above the hospital bed:
"According to the investigation, the fire occurred because a little girl on the third floor was playing with birthday candles by the window and accidentally ignited combustible materials, causing the fire."
"18 people were injured and 1 person died."
In the picture, on a blue stretcher, a small burned body beyond recognition was tightly covered by white cloth. Only the strawberry hairpin on the top of the head was not burned and was exposed outside the white cloth.
He recognized the hairpin, which was a birthday gift from her mother. She saw him doing morning exercises in the morning and came to ask him if he looked good.
He was too clumsy to praise her at the time, but she never heard him again.
Lu Jingshen lowered his eyes, but it turned out that she had been accompanying him all along. It was just that he was blind and missed her time and time again.
After escorting Su Lian into the formal venue, Ye Yi disliked the commercial atmosphere so much that he came out alone.
Wandering aimlessly in the garden, Ye Yi felt a little complicated.
These days, he not only went for a new paternity test, but also calmed down about Su Lian's situation over the years.
He never thought that Ye Jiaojiao, who everyone thought was burned to death in the fire, would become a child in an orphanage in another province.
I have also experienced... so many things.
Whenever he thought about it, he felt a bitterness in his throat.
The daughter of the Ye family, the little princess he held in the palm of his hand, had suffered so much.
However, Su Lian has been working as a substitute for Wanwan for the past five years, so why does Wanwan say that she just met her?
Ye Yi had been studying abroad before and had just returned, but in his impression, Ye Wanwan was simple, kind, lively and cheerful.
But now, he can no longer convince himself.
Ye Wanwan, who was hiding in a corner waiting for reporters to leave, saw Ye Yi coming out alone, her eyes lit up and she quickly followed him.