The pattern is open, after the divorce, I am popular in the expensive circle

Ning Yichu's eyes flashed and he began to search the computer for information on the current owner of Xinrong Building.

In less than a moment, she found the owner, G, through the company's intranet.

He was able to skip the full name, leaving only the letter G in the holder's column.

This is definitely not something ordinary wealthy people can do.

Ning Yichu suddenly felt a strange and strong feeling in her heart. She didn't know why, but her intuition told her that she must see this G!

Even if it's because of Aling...

She can't rest assured until she sees with her own eyes who this G is!

What's more, looking at G's actions now, she guessed that after the news fermented for a few days, they would definitely take over the news and clarify it, and use a strong method to squeeze into the public's attention.

The Imperial Capital...maybe have to divide the cake again.

Ning Yichu's eyes narrowed slightly.

But what she didn't expect was that the opportunity would come soon.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, according to Steve's arrangement, Ning Yichu took Ling Jingxing to a delicious private kitchen in Imperial Capital. This restaurant only accepted reservations and only received one table of guests every day.

When Ning Yichu arrived, the place was very quiet, with only the sound of chatter coming from the curtains and glass decorations that blocked the view.

"Miss Ning, are you here?"

As soon as Ning Yichu approached, Steve inside had already noticed her.

Ling Jingxing opened the curtain for Ning Yichu. She was dressed in an elegant and intellectual professional dress. Her makeup was light, but her facial features were beautiful. The dark circles under her eyes had long been covered, and her whole person had an aura of elegance.

She walked in with a smile, and was about to say hello to Steve, but was stunned for a moment.

In the semi-open room, besides Steve, there was another man.

He was sitting in a wheelchair, tall, with a thin blanket covering his legs, and a delicate and beautiful mask on his face.

"Ah...Aling?" Ning Yichu could barely grasp the clutch bag in his hand.

Her body was trembling, and Li Lingyang's figure had already been engraved in her mind thousands of times. How could she not recognize Aling?

Ning Yichu's palms were trembling. She took two steps forward and stared at the man in the wheelchair. "Aling, is that you?"

The man didn't respond.

The eyes looking at her through the mask were calm, indifferent, but not familiar.

"Miss Ning?" Steve frowned.

He had dealt with Ning Yichu many times, but this was the first time he had seen her so rude.

Ling Jingxing knew the reason for her loss of composure. When he heard the word "Aling", his brows wrinkled strangely. They looked at the man in the wheelchair indifferently and looked at him calmly.

Ning Yichu took a deep breath and walked forward. She wanted to confirm whether the person in front of her was Aling.

"Hello, sir, could you please pick up your smile, but you still can't hide the trembling in your voice.

There were two bodyguards and an assistant beside the man. The bodyguards stepped forward to stop Ning Yichu from getting closer.

Ning Yichu looked at the assistant, his eyes dimmed, it was not Assistant Xu.

They disappeared together at the beginning, so it was impossible for Special Assistant Xu not to follow A Ling...

"Steve, is this Miss Ning you call Mr. Ning?"

A hoarse and slightly mocking, playful voice sounded.

The owner of that voice was naturally the man in the wheelchair.

He raised his eyes proudly, with elegant and good aristocratic etiquette all over his body, and he looked at Steve's face lightly.

Ning Yichu froze on the spot.

This is not Aling's voice.

Even when he speaks a foreign language, Aling's accent tends to be London accent, with a medieval elegance. His voice is deep and melodious, and naturally it is not such a hoarse, thick and harsh voice.

Her heart sank suddenly, but the other one couldn't help but hope to excuse the man in front of her.

The corpse that Li Jianbin showed her that time was charred. Is it possible that Aling escaped from the fire, but his throat was damaged?

Ning Yichu's eager gaze caused a gossipy smile to appear on Steve's face.

He didn't pay attention to the deliberately stabbing words of the man in the wheelchair. Instead, he smiled and said, "Miss Ning, do you know G? It seems that you are very familiar with each other."

G?

Is he G?

But doesn’t G have sound legs and like horse racing and racing?Those photos don’t match the figure of the person in front of me now!

Ning Yichu's eyes were slightly surprised, "I..."

"We don't know each other." G interrupted Ning Yichu. This was something that had never happened to him. Steve, who was familiar with him, raised his eyebrows.

G glanced over with cold eyes, "This is the first time Miss Ning and I have met. She seems to have gone a little too far."

His fluent English and familiar American accent are completely different from the London accent that Li Lingyang has had since elementary school.

The mask on G's face is also relatively delicate and exaggerated. This is not Li Lingyang's favorite style. He has always liked simplicity and cleanness.

What's more, there is also G's information. His biological mother is very famous. She was a former top socialite and a ballet dancer. You can still find out the plays she starred in.

Growing up, G has undoubtedly lived abroad.

Maybe, this really wasn't Aring, it was just that she was obsessed with dreams and didn't sleep well during this period, which led her to admit her mistake...

Ning Yichu lost her mind and felt a thin, familiar pain. Her heart felt like it had been crushed hard, making her miserable...

"Then it seems that Miss Ning got the wrong person." Steve said this with a smile, but his gossip eyes still did not move away from Ning Yichu.

Ning Yichu also felt as if he had just woken up from a dream, and calmly rolled his hair behind his ears, not feeling embarrassed at all by what he had just done.

She raised a decent smile on her face, calmly took her seat, and then explained, "Mr. G is very much like a missing lover of mine. I have been haunted by him every day, so I suddenly admitted my mistake."

"Mr. G, I'm sorry." Ning Yichu smiled calmly and raised his glass in greeting. "In accordance with Chinese etiquette, I will punish myself with three glasses of wine to express my apology to you."

She poured three glasses of wine happily, and Ling Jingxing, who was following her, frowned, poured a glass of warm water and handed it to her in time, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Mr. Ning, you can't drink too much, you are not in good health. "

Ning Yichu waved his hand to signal him to be quiet.