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Seeing that Sima Yi didn't speak, the man picked up his card and stood up, "Miss Sima, you can call if you have anything to do. If there is nothing else, I will go back first."

After the fat man left, Sima Yi's face became even more gloomy, and he lowered his voice, "I knew that Pei Ran was not a good person, he was a watery one."

He Jing's fingers crossed the photo of An Yinchen, her face was distorted, and she said in a low voice, "Yi, what should we do now? How should we deal with Pei Ran?"

Sima Yi snorted and tightened his hands, his nails were almost embedded in his palms, "Pei Ran has undoubtedly given me a big gift by doing this, and of course I will give this gift to Yan Zhuolang now, I want to see it, Can he go crazy for her after knowing these things?"

He Jing glanced at Sima Yi, "What about An Yinchen?"

Sima Yi hesitated for a while, "An Yinchen is not a good guy, stay away from him, do you hear me?"

He Jing was silent for a while, and deliberately bypassed the matter, "Yi, I don't think we can give all the photos to Yan Zhuolang, it's not that Pei Ran doesn't keep a distance from everyone, we have to pick the last possible one Just send it to Yan Zhuolang, so that Yan Zhuolang will believe it."

What He Jing said was right, but at this moment Sima Yi felt extremely upset, and said, "I'm really fed up with that little bitch, I'm afraid she lives just to make things difficult for me. No one has ever been so disgusted."

Seeing that she was really angry, He Jing felt, "Okay, okay, don't be disgusted anymore. Didn't she also break up with Yan Zhuolang when she was disgusted? Anyway, she will marry Yan Zhuolang in the future, except you in C city Who else, although Yan Zhuolang is with someone else now, but everyone can see that he is just playing, and he will come back after playing?"

It's okay not to mention this, but when she mentioned this, she immediately became more angry, gritted her teeth and said, "He Jing, you don't really think that Yan Zhuolang will fall in love with that kind of woman, do you? Aunt Yang means , now Yan Zhuolang is simply taking revenge on us for Pei Ran's affairs, I'm afraid it's still far away if I want to enter Yan's house."

He Jing continued, "It's precisely because of this that I asked someone to take these photos for you. As long as Yan Zhuolang sees Pei Ran and her new love together, then he will definitely not be stupid again. You really should Does Yan Zhuolang have a lot of air?"

Sima Yi looked at the photos on the table, frowned and tentatively said, "He Jing, do you want me to find a way to help you teach An Yinchen a lesson?"

He Jing was calm at the moment, "An Yinchen and Zhuolang are relatives, I just need to be more careful in the future, let's pick some other photos and send them to Yan Zhuolang."

After finishing speaking, He Jing picked out a photo of Pei Ran and Jiang Ziming walking in from the restaurant together with a guilty conscience and said with a smile, "This picture is from a good angle. Pei Ran is holding another man's hand, just right..."

Sima Yi looked at the photo, snorted coldly, and said with disgust on his face, "I really don't understand this woman. Is she going to die without a man? I'm really not reconciled? Why would Yan Zhuolang want to die for such a woman?" of."

He Jing said, "Okay, okay, don't be angry, we have to find something uncomfortable to send to Yan Zhuolang, and let him see the true face of that woman."

Early the next morning, the hotel's presidential suite rang the doorbell. The heavy curtains in the master bedroom made it difficult to tell whether it was day or night.

Ciya was lying on Yan Zhuolang's bed, but there was half a meter between the two of them. The doorbell outside made Ciya open her eyes. She just frowned and turned over impatiently, not getting up. Unexpectedly, the doorbell outside kept ringing, and even Yan Zhuolang, who was sleeping, frowned.

Ciya had no choice but to stand up, stepping on the carpet in the house with bare feet, pulled her clothes casually, walked to the door, answered the video phone, and asked in a hazy tone, "What's the matter?"

"The express delivery, Mr. Yan Zhuolang's."

Ciya hung up the phone when she heard the words Yan Zhuolang, and opened the door. The courier didn't dare to look up at Ciya, but just held up the package for her to sign for.

Her face was obviously a little impatient, and she said anxiously, "Zhuolang is sleeping, can I sign for you?"

The express deliveryman nodded and took out a signature pen from his jacket pocket. Ciya took the pen and signed her name. The courier thanked her and handed the package to her.

Ciya closed the door and went back to the living room. The package was a white box with a purple ribbon wrapped around it. It looked very delicate. I couldn't help thinking, who gave this to Yan Zhuolang?

She also didn't want to unpack Yan Zhuolang's package, so she looked up at the time, only to see that it was only after 9 o'clock, and Yan Zhuolang usually woke up in the afternoon.

She had no choice but to sit on the sofa for a while, and turned on the big TV in the living room. After watching the TV for a while, her peripheral vision was always on that beautiful box.

She felt that the sound of the TV was very noisy, so she turned off the TV casually. She took the box and shook it, but there was no sound. She still felt that it was shaking in her heart. She thought for a long time and planned to open the box. After a while, I will return the box intact, as long as it is not found.

She carefully unwrapped the ribbon on the top of the box, and then opened the white belt, all her movements were very light, like a child doing bad things, lest Yan Zhuolang who was sleeping would find out.

She opened the box, but there was a trace of doubt on her face. There was no famous brand of luxury goods in the box. There were only a few photos stacked together. She took out the photos, and then flipped through them.

She found that all the photos were of the same woman. The woman was very beautiful, with straight hair in a shawl, wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, but the man next to her was wearing a famous brand, and he was also very handsome. It's a trance, these two people are a good match.

But who are the men and women in this photo?Why has she never seen it before, and who sent this bunch of photos early in the morning?

She looked at the photos carefully. The two of them went to many places, and they seemed to have a good conversation. She subconsciously thought about it in her mind, as if she remembered that Jin Yao and the others mentioned a woman's name at a party before. Could it be possible? Is the woman in this photo Pei Ran?
If the woman in this photo is Pei Ran, then who is this man?Although she is not from City C, she inquired about Yan Zhuolang more or less. She remembered that Yan Zhuolang loved his ex-girlfriend so much that she could die for her.

Now she has a lot of doubts in her heart, but she dare not ask Yan Zhuolang face to face, she even wonders who sent this kind of thing, and should she show it to Yan Zhuolang?Forget it, if this is what Yan Zhuolang wanted to find, wouldn't he be courting death by hiding it?

Thinking of this, Ciya still put the photo back, tied the ribbon according to the original steps, sat in the living room for a while, she still felt very depressed, and simply went back to the room.

She didn't turn on the light, and groped back to the big bed and lay down sideways. Yan Zhuolang slept sideways on the other side of the bed, apparently sleeping very soundly. There was a distance between the two of them, and she didn't dare to touch him actively. He knew very well in his heart that in Yan Zhuolang's heart, she had no status at all.

She originally thought that Yan Zhuolang had eccentricities and that she was not good enough. She even read a lot of books, hoping to change the situation between the two of them, but one day she woke up in a daze and saw that Yan Zhuolang was still awake. And it was smoking one after another that she felt something was wrong.

She went to someone to investigate Yan Zhuolang later, and she also knew that even if Yan Zhuolang could treat her a thousand times better in front of outsiders, he could not accept her. It's very good, but he can't forget the past at all, forgetting the woman he could die for.

She is starting to get anxious now, if Yan Zhuolang has not forgotten that woman, then sooner or later she will be kicked off by Yan Zhuolang, she must get a large sum of money from him before that day comes, otherwise, she will be there Time will only end up with nothing.

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when Yan Zhuolang woke up. When he opened his eyes, Ciya was playing games on the computer in the room. Seeing that Yan Zhuolang woke up, she immediately poured a glass of water on the table and handed it to him.

Ciya went back to play on the computer again, Yan Zhuolang drank the water and put it on the bedside table, sitting there alone, the light in the room was dim, his expression was dim, it was unclear what he was thinking, she I clicked the mouse, turned around and said intentionally or unintentionally, "My dear, someone delivered a courier to you this morning, and I signed for it for you. It's on the table in the living room."

Yan Zhuolang got up but didn't look at her, "Who sent it?"

Ciya sat on the sofa, very elegant, but in Yan Zhuolang's eyes, she was like an object, she smiled and said, "I don't know what kind of box it is, but it's just so delicate, I didn't dare to open it."

After she finished speaking, she covered the computer, got up and went to the cabinet to find clothes, but Yan Zhuolang didn't notice what she was doing at all, and walked outside directly.

After he went out, Ciya became nervous, her eyes rolled out from time to time, and her heartbeat started to speed up. She was actually afraid that Yan Zhuolang would settle accounts with her after knowing that she had just opened those things.

Yan Zhuolang went all the way to the living room and saw the white box on the table. He sat on the sofa and took off the purple belt and opened the box.

Inside the box were a bunch of photos, he picked one up casually, and when he took a closer look, it turned out to be the woman Pei Ran who had been struggling with his heart all this time.

He stayed up late every night, afraid that he would wake up. He used various methods to escape and numb himself every day. She never thought that she would appear in front of him unexpectedly in such a way.

Yan Zhuolang looked at the photos in his hand for a full minute, and then he couldn't help stretching out his hand and took out all the photos in it.

In the photo is Pei Ran. Of course, there is another man by her side. The two of them appear side by side in various places. The smiles on her face seem to show her happiness at the moment. The two of them look like With such a match, it turned out that after she left him, she lived so well.

Yan Zhuolang's eyes gradually turned cold after seeing the photo, there was no expression on his face, and Ciya didn't even dare to think about what he was thinking at the moment.

Looking at these photos, he didn't know when his knuckles used all his strength. He squeezed these photos hard and made a creaking sound. At this moment, he wanted to tear these photos from his eyes.

Ciya changed clothes inside, and then sat on a chair to put on makeup. Occasionally, she glanced at the living room from the corner of her eye, but she still didn't dare to make big movements, for fear that Yan Zhuolang would get angry.