d up at He Hanchuan, pleadingly. But he stood there holding a glass of champagne, looking down at her with a cold and disgusted expression in his eyes.She opened her lips, but her throat felt as if it...Towards the evening, carefully picked up the suicide note, ignoring the crazed Madam Zhong, wanting to return to the villa.

But just as she was about to close the door, Madam Zhong suddenly rushed out and grabbed her wrist tightly.

"Where is Jingyun's ashes I want to get to the bottom of this!" Madam Zhong's eyes were bloodshot, her face contorted in rage. "My husband doesn't like Huilan anymore. What's wrong with being with me"

"Even though there were no feelings left, it was Hui Lan who insisted on living and dying. How could this be blamed on me Even if there was some entanglement between Hui Lan and I, what does this have to do with Jing Yun"

She choked back sobs: "I've never done anything wrong to Jingyun in my life. Why does she hold a grudge against me Why doesn't she even want to see me one last time"

She used a lot of force, her wrist already aching. "I'm sorry, Madam Zhong, I can't tell you."

"Fine! You don't have to tell me where, just take me with you now!" Madam Zhong pulled towards Evening like a madman.

Usually, Huā Wǎn could break free from her restraints with no problem, but this time she was unusually strong. She struggled for a long time but couldn't get loose, instead being pulled off balance and nearly stumbling to the ground.

Thankfully, A-Wan held onto the door and managed to avoid falling. She clutched her abdomen with her right hand, still shaken by the experience.

She forcefully threw off Mrs. Zhong and frowned: "My mother is already gone, would she answer you a word even if you went to her If you truly considered her a friend, then follow her last wish and give her the final peace she deserves."

Mrs. Zhong listened to her words, the anger on her face slowly fading, leaving only pain.

She slowly sat down on the ground, muttering something inaudible, and kept wiping her tears.

"People wouldn't even want to see you, why do you still have to go" Zhong Shaoning pulled her back. "Isn't it what you told me Just live your own life and ignore others, right"

Ignoring his sarcasm, A-Wan lowered her gaze to look at Mrs. Zhong sitting on the ground, "It's getting cold, you shouldn't be sitting on the ground."

After she finished speaking, she went straight back to the villa and closed the door.

She stood silently against the door for a while, then walked over to the sofa and poured herself a glass of water.

Who is right and who is wrong, where can it be so clearly divided

Beep—

Beep—

The sudden vibration of a phone startled him.

Towards Evening picked up her phone, and saw it was Ren Xiaoya calling. "Miss Ren,"

“I’ve told you so many times, call me Xiaoya, not Miss Ren. It sounds so stiff!” Ren Xiaoya complained, then excitedly said, “Xiangwan, my master told me that the farmer uncle was introduced by you”

Toward Evening, "Well, his son's heart was donated to my father."

"That uncle and his son are so kind, how come they only encounter bad things!" Ren Xiaoya sighed, "But this matter is resolved now, you don't have to worry about it anymore!"

W向晚 was a little surprised, "So soon"

She said yesterday that she'd get to know the case, prepare materials, and then go to court. Can it be resolved this quickly

"If we went through the normal procedures, it definitely wouldn't have happened this quickly. But the head of that construction company, somehow found out I was handling this case, and he personally came with gifts to make amends. He said he was willing to compensate my uncle three million yuan, apologize to him, and never use that foreman again."

"I originally wanted to sue, but my master said that keeping the foreman in jail for a few months is not as good as giving Uncle three million. I asked Uncle's opinion and agreed to the boss's settlement."

Ren Xiaoya said she was very depressed.

After that, she complained about Mrs. Zhong and Zhong Shaoning for a while before reluctantly hanging up the phone, saying she would treat Xiaowan to dinner when she had time.

After hanging up the phone, Yanzhi sat quietly in the living room for a while.

In the vast villa, she was alone. It was a silence so profound it was almost frightening. After about half an hour, she called Cao Yan and invited him to meet at a bubble tea shop.

When Xiang Wan arrived, Cao Yan was already there.

He was wearing a baseball cap, a leather jacket, jeans and short boots. He didn't look like a detective at all.

"Miss Xiang, hello." Cao Yan stood up and smiled, extending his hand towards her.

向晚 shook his hand, a brief touch, "I thought I'd covered up so well, you wouldn't recognize me."

"As a detective, if you cover your face, I wouldn't recognize you. Wouldn't that be a joke in the industry" Cao Yan called over a waiter and asked Xiang Wan, "What would you like to drink"

向晚, “Original.”

"One original milk tea, one pudding milk tea with extra sugar, please." Cao Yan said.

The waiter responded with a nod and went to prepare it.

Cao Yan supported his chin with both hands on the table, "Let me guess, Miss Xiang came to see me this time because of Mr. He, but you don't want him to know, do you"

"How do you say that" asked Hoshimachi Suisei.

The milk tea shop was very warm, and being fully dressed like this was uncomfortable, but she only took off her mask. She kept her sunglasses and hat on, worried about being recognized.

Cao Yan said: "Mrs. Xiang just passed away, and Mr. Xiang is hospitalized again. Your most prominent emotion right now should be sadness, or perhaps a touch of guilt, rather than this heavy-hearted look."

"It's normal for me to be worried since there have been a lot of negative news reports about the Xiang Group, and some shareholders even want to sell their shares." said Hualian.

Cao Yan smiled. "Perhaps he's not very good at romantic things, CEO He, but doing business is definitely his forte. He cares so much about you; he wouldn't let you worry about something like this."

"Does he care about me" Xiangwan asked.

"Of course. He hired me to investigate the car accident two years ago. I haven't made any progress, and even thought you might have really wanted to kill Miss Jiang. But Mr. He has always believed in you, saying that you must have been framed."

The waiter came over and placed the two drinks they ordered on the table.

Wan hesitated for a moment, her heart feeling complicated. She instinctively picked up the milk tea and took a sip, but it burned her tongue and mouth, making them ache.

"Would you like it with ice" Cao Yan asked.

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Cao Yan looked at her expression and finally walked to the front desk to ask the waiter for a few ice cubes.

"Put this in your mouth, it'll feel a little better." He offered her the paper cup filled with ice.

向晚 said thanks, took an ice cube, and put it in her mouth.

"What happened to Miss Xiang, something related to Mr. He You can't tell him" Cao Yan raised an eyebrow and said playfully, "Isn't it that you suspect Mr. He has a woman outside, and let me investigate this for you"

He leaned forward slightly, glanced around, and whispered, "Let me tell you something in private. When I was tailing Miss Jiang before, I saw Mr. He several times. A few times, Miss Jiang tried to seduce Mr. He, but she wasn't successful."

向晚's pupils shrank, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

She stood up and hastily grabbed her bag, "I'm sorry, Mr. Cao, I'm fine."

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