"Enough, Mr. Puyang, your words have exceeded the bottom line of being a friend!" Zhan Yan interrupted him and said coldly, "it's late. I want to rest!"

After talking, Zhan Yan hung up the phone, but his eyes were confused. It seemed that he began to doubt whether his practice was right or not?

But when she reached out to pick up the picture frame that had been placed beside her, and her fingertips touched the cold temperature, such an idea flashed by.

She's not wrong, she's not wrong!

The next day, when Zhan Yan just got up, the servant sent something to her. He told Fu Beiling that it was the list of people who attended the banquet that day, and Fu Beiling knew almost all the people on the list. Zhan Yan didn't say anything, but there was a deep sadness in her eyes.

After a while, Chu fan comes in from the outside and says that Jing Shaoqing and Yunrong are divorced, and Yunrong is now in the hospital. It is said that she seems to have miscarried.

"Miscarriage?!" Zhan Yan stared at the distant place, as if he had lost his soul for a moment.

In fact, I had expected it for a long time. When my brother Beiling said there was a pool of blood there last night, she should have been alert, but why would she still be so shocked and feel that her hands were full of blood.

"Yan Yan, what's the matter with you?" Fu Beiling looked at Zhan Yan's dejected appearance, a little puzzled, and then pushed her again, "Yan Yan, what's the matter with you --"

Hearing Fu Beiling's call, Zhan Yan heard her call, returned to God and smiled faintly, "I'm fine. I'm a little tired. Go and have a rest first. You and Chu fan talk slowly!"

After talking, Zhan Yan turned and went upstairs.

"Chu fan, do you think her face is strange?" Fu Beiling asked Chu fan to sit on the sofa together, frowned and asked, "she has been strange since she came back from the banquet in puyangjue last time. Is there anything wrong?"

"You feel it too?" Chu fan nodded. "I think it should be related to Jing Shaoqing, and the death of Jing Shaoqing and President Fu. Mr. Leng told me about it, but we have no substantive evidence. Mr. Leng asked me not to act rashly!"

"It has something to do with brother's death?" Fu Beiling asked in shock.

"Hmm!" Chu Fan said faintly, "Mr. Fu, go upstairs and see your wife. I'm afraid she'll think nonsense!"

"OK, you go to the company first!"

The sun is still as clear and dazzling as glass, but it makes people feel very cold.

In the bedroom.

Zhan Yan sat quietly on the sofa. She held her knees and there was a transparent silence in her eyes. She sat here for a long time. It seemed that her body was not her own, and there was no numbness.

Touch——

The moment the white door was opened, Zhan Yan listened to the sound, then looked up at the end of the sound source, but her eyes were dark.

"Yan Yan..." Fu Beiling hurried in and asked nervously, "why did you lock the door back? You wouldn't have done that before? What happened? You scared me to death!"

Zhan Yan's silence had answered her. Fu Beiling sighed and said, "Yan Yan, no matter what others think of you, Beiling brother will stand by you. Even if the world doesn't understand you, Beiling brother will always be by your side!"

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