"How is this possible!" Wen Yan retorted firmly, her heart beating wildly.
"Xiao Liu, you should know how difficult it is to fake one's own death. It's not like acting in a TV series." Although she thought that what happened to her was bloody enough, the possibility of Gu Jinmo faking his own death was too low. How talented a screenwriter is.
Write this kind of plot!
"If he is really alive..." Liu Canyang paused, "Will you remarry him?"
"Impossible." Wen Yan's slender eyebrows furrowed, and there was a rare hint of impatience in his tone, "Don't ask me this kind of question again."
The prerequisite for remarriage is that Gu Jinmo is still alive. Is it possible?
She couldn't even think about it.
Liu Canyang did not continue this topic.
"I went to Kyoto in the past few days to learn about the situation inside the organization." Liu Canyang curled his fingers, and his big peach blossom eyes were filled with coldness, "The organization seems peaceful, but there have been great changes. Over the years,
You only give orders but rarely show up, and everyone in the organization is spreading rumors that you may be dead."
Wen Yan nodded slightly and raised his slender eyebrows slightly.
She just hasn't appeared for a long time, but she has been releasing tasks in the organization over the years, and sometimes even takes tasks herself. Unexpectedly, some people in the organization actually want her to die.
She had originally planned to go by the time of the design competition and could not delay it any longer.
"I have booked a flight to Kyoto and will leave the day after tomorrow."
If she didn't go to the organization to take a look, the organization might directly announce her death.
Liu Canyang looked at her and hesitated to speak. Gu Jinmo was a pain that she couldn't touch. If he continued talking, it might annoy her.
Looking at Liu Canyang's leaving figure and thinking about what he said, Wen Yan's heart beat loudly.
She stood up and walked back and forth, with Liu Canyang's words "I doubt he's alive" in her mind.
Not dead, is this possible?
She fell down on the chair, closed her eyes tightly, and clenched her fingers into fists.
Ever since she was recognized by the Xie family, she felt that nothing was impossible in this world.
Just then, her cell phone rang, it was An Yujing calling.
"Xiaoyan, do you know a reliable lawyer?"
Wen Yan's heart thumped: "What's wrong?"
"I want to sue He An!"
…
After leaving the Xie family manor, Liu Canyang drove directly to the Gu family.
In the attic on the top floor of the Gu family villa, there are many photos, mostly of Gu Jinmo and Gu Jinxiao.
The assistant went in with a mop and broom to clean. At this moment, a silver Porsche sports car drove into the Gu family villa.
"Mr. Zhang, we have a guest. He said his surname is Liu."
Your surname is Liu?
Assistant Zhang Munan thought for a while and couldn't remember that he knew anyone named Liu.
Since Gu Jinmo's death, half of the servants in the villa have left. So many people in the Gu family have died in the past few years. Those with poor psychological quality simply left.
As Gu Jinmo's assistant, he stayed on and remained unmoved no matter how much others offered.
When he walked out of the villa, he immediately saw Liu Canyang standing in the middle of the yard.
The biggest difference between celebrities and amateurs is that celebrities have an indescribable temperament that no one else can imitate.
"Mr. Zhang." Liu Canyang strode over, took off his sunglasses, revealed his beautiful face, and raised the corners of his lips slightly, "Are you free to chat?"
"No time." Just as Zhang Munan turned around, Liu Canyang's teasing voice sounded:
"Waiting for Gu Jinmo to come back?"
Zhang Munan paused and turned around slowly, a hint of anger appearing on his approachable face: "Liu Canyang, Mr. Gu has passed away. Please respect the deceased."
"Mr. Gu was killed by your idiot fans. If we get to the bottom of it, you will be jointly and severally responsible. Please think before you speak."
Liu Canyang smiled with his eyes fixed on him: "If Gu Jinmo dies, why do you still stay here? You are just an assistant, you don't need to stay for Gu Jinmo your whole life, right?"
"On the day Gu Jinmo was cremated, the Gu family went to the crematorium to cause trouble. You suppressed it. But you did such an unreasonable thing in such a hurry. What did you want to hide?"
Zhang Munan frowned, turned around, walked into the house, and closed the door with a bang.
Such a reaction was expected by Liu Canyang.
Gu Jinmo's suicide note was too coincidental, as if he had known he would die, and the assistant's attitude was also weird.
He just wanted to blow up Zhang Munan. Although this man tried hard to cover up, some flaws were still exposed.
Liu Canyang pursed his lips into a straight line, and his eyes were full of mockery.
"Gu Jinmo, it's best for you to die."
…
A car parked outside the small courtyard where An Yujing lived. Wen Yan got out of the car, only to find that the small courtyard was smashed to pieces from the wall to the ground.
At present, demolition has not started here, and the small courtyard has become like this, which is obviously man-made.
Wen Yan's heart sank. He had just walked a few steps when he heard An Yujing's shrill scream.
"Quiet!"
Wen Yan ran over in a hurry, followed by several bodyguards.
On the small bed in the room, He An was lying on An Yujing's body, with a ferocious expression on his face: "This house was originally inherited from our ancestors. If it weren't for your friend, how could my sister change houses with you? Do you still have the nerve to sue me?
"
"Li Zhening is about to marry someone else, and now there is no one to help you!"
He An stared at her breasts squintingly, and with a tug of his hand, the buttons of her shirt fell off, revealing a plump and fair body.
An Yujing burst into tears. Even if she had married the man in front of her, she had never felt so humiliated.
He An covered her mouth with his hand. Just when she was desperate, the pressure on her body suddenly disappeared.
"Jingjing, are you okay?" Wen Yan quickly took off his coat, covered her body, and helped her up.
An Yujing shook her head and stared at He An in shock.
Wen Yan said coldly to the bodyguard standing behind him: "Tear off his clothes and throw them to the pedestrian street in the city center."
Hearing this, He An's face turned pale: "What do you want to do?"
"Don't you like playing this trick very much? Then I'll let you play it!" Thinking of the scene just now, Wen Yan's stomach turned upside down, and he was filled with nausea from the inside out.
He An trembled all over.
Strip naked and throw it on the street?
Then how can he have the nerve to go out in the future?
Before he could react, the bodyguard took him out of the door.
An Yujing sat on the bed with her knees bent, her hands wrapped around her knees, her eyes dazed.
Wen Yan hugged her, touched her head and comforted her: "It's okay, it's okay..."
"Yanyan, I finally know why you insist on sending Su Qianqian to jail."
"Because you can't use lynching for some people, but you really want this person to die. If it weren't for the care in this world, I wish I could die with He An!" Thinking of He An's recent insult to her, An Yujing cried bitterly.
Make a sound.
Although she and He An are already married, having sex within marriage and being forced to have sex after divorce are completely different things.
These days, with Wen Yan in coma and Li Zhening busy, He An had this crooked idea and wanted to remarry her. Seeing that she was unwilling, he simply went to force her.
Wen Yan hugged her and patted her shoulder.
"What's going on between you and Li Zhening?"
She remembered that Li Zhening liked An Yujing, but she also heard that he was recently engaged to the eldest lady of the Sun Shoe Company.
"Don't he like you? Why are you engaged to Sun Nianke again?"
She had heard about Sun Nianke's glorious deeds when she was in the Gu family. It was said that she changed boyfriends frequently, basically one every month, but because she was good-looking and rich, she was so "dare to act"
Instead, her behavior gained her a wave of fans.
Mentioning Li Zhening, An Yujing's pupils trembled, biting her lower lip, and smiled lowly: "His mother arranged a blind date for him after she found out that he and I were getting closer recently. He said that this engagement was just for family, and would not be a real relationship.
Marry Sun Nianke."
But photos of him and Sun Nianke hugging each other came out, and their engagement photos matched perfectly.
An Yujing smiled bitterly.
Wen Yan was silent for a while, then slightly opened her red lips: "Did you have any hidden secrets when you got married in a hurry?"
An Yujing nodded with red eyes: "It was his mother who forced me to leave back then, otherwise she would make me drop out of school. I finally got into college and didn't want any accidents to happen."
Wen Yan's eyes were red and red again and again. He didn't expect that his friend had hidden so many grievances back then.
When she was in college, she was totally focused on the organization and paid little attention to the status of the people around her.
"But they are engaged now..."
An engagement in a wealthy family is equivalent to a marriage, and the purpose of the marriage is obvious, both for their respective families.
Wen Yan sighed in his heart. It would be difficult for An Yujing to feel safe when she married into a family like Li Zhening's.
"He's engaged. It's impossible for me to be with him."
When we met again, she had fantasies, and even thought about renewing our relationship.
From the moment he agreed to get engaged to Sun Nianke, it became impossible for them.
Even if he stays with her in the future, ethically speaking, she has become a mistress.
There is no way she can be a mistress!
"There is Su Mumu's engagement party tonight, and Li Zhening is going too. How about you go with me and ask him face to face." Wen Yan patted her shoulder and whispered, "Did I have a lot of misunderstandings with Gu Jinmo back then?"
Untie it, I hope you won't have any regrets like us."
Hearing this, An Yujing's exhausted heart came to life again.
There is a voice in the bottom of my heart shouting: Just ask, and then you will give up!
"Okay, I'll go with you and ask him face to face."