Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

"Yan Wenzhou, if you want my life, tell me directly! I'll give it to you!" Shen Meiling looked at him angrily, "Why dirty your hands!"

Yan Wenzhou leaned over to pick up the cup from the floor and put it back on the cabinet, "What kind of temper is Mr. Shen losing?"

"Are you still pretending to me?" Shen Meiling sneered, "Did you arrange this person? Do you also want me to taste what it feels like to be hit by a car?"

Sun Haiquan on the side said hurriedly: "Xiao Ling, Wen Zhou is not that kind of person."

"He's not, who is?" Shen Meiling forced herself to calm down.

But seeing Yan Wenzhou's face, she seemed to see the young Yan Tingsong, "You are really like your cold-blooded father. You want to kill me for a woman!"

"If I were really cold-blooded, I wouldn't be standing here."

Yan Wenzhou laughed at himself, "If I could, I really don't want to be your son, but I can't choose a person's birth."

"Wenzhou." Sun Haiquan walked to him, "Your mother was just stimulated..."

"Don't pretend to be a good person in front of me." Yan Wenzhou looked at Shen Meiling, "I'm not crazy enough to attack the person who gave birth to me."

Yan Wenzhou turned around and left the ward.

"Xiaoling, Wenzhou is not that kind of child, you shouldn't be so impulsive."

Shen Meiling's eyes darkened a bit, "Who could that be? Yan Tingsong?"

Sun Haiquan thought of the uneasy feeling he had felt recently, "Could it be that Song Qinghe said something to Yan Tingsong?"

"If she wanted to say it, she would have said it a long time ago. Why wait until now?" Shen Meiling said coldly, "Besides, she has no evidence, and she promised the old man back then that she would keep it secret for the rest of her life."

"Did you really give everything to Wenzhou?"

Shen Meiling's eyes darkened, "If I really gave it to him, how could he still get married obediently?"

Sun Haiquan whispered: "Xiao Ling, it's better to destroy all those photos, so as not to leave any hidden dangers."

"Without these things, wouldn't it mean that those bitches Yan Tingsong and Song Qinghe have been fulfilled?" Shen Meiling said coldly, "If they dare to hold a wedding, I will let the whole world see it. Song Qinghe is just a man who can do whatever he wants." bitch!"

Sun Haiquan didn't say anything else. He knew that it was difficult to change what Shen Meiling believed in. Ever since she was a child, Shen Meiling could get whatever she wanted. Yan Tingsong was the only exception.

Now, it has become her obsession not to be able to make Yan Tingsong and Song Qinghe happy.

In the evening, Han Chunyan arrived at the clinic and said she wanted to hold an opening ceremony.

Yu Wei didn't want to make it so grand.

"Our Yu family has been an old sign for many years. When we reopen, of course we must advertise it widely!" Han Chunyan looked at Yu Wei proudly, "I just want to let those people see how outstanding my daughter is."

Yu Wei smiled helplessly, unable to resist her, so she had to let her go.

Someone knocked on the door, and Meng Zhiyao volunteered to open the door. When she came back, she looked like she had been struck by lightning. She raised the invitation in her hand and said, "Yan Wenzhou is crazy, what invitation did he send you when he got married?" ? Let you go and get married?"

With that said, Meng Zhiyao was about to tear up the invitation.

Han Chunyan stopped her, took the invitation over, and opened it to take a look. There was a photo of Yan Wenzhou and Luo Sihan on it. Yan Wenzhou was wearing a formal suit and had no expression, but Luo Sihan was wearing a wedding dress and smiling sweetly.

Yao Lin came over to take a look and said, "This is the first time I saw the photo on the wedding invitation in p, but..." Yao Lin looked at Meng Zhiyao, "The invitation was really sent by someone from Yan Wenzhou. ?”

Meng Zhiyao spread his hands and said, "Who knows, I don't know him anyway."

"Send an invitation to your ex-wife when you get married?" Han Chunyan became angrier the more she read the invitation, "Is this an invitation? This is clearly a letter of challenge! Weiwei, not only are you going that day, but you also have to dress beautifully. Come on bright!"

Yu Wei took the invitation over and said, "Okay, pack up and go out to eat. I'm treating you today."

Since Yan Wenzhou promised her to be a stranger in the future, he would not have sent this invitation.

No matter who sent the invitation, she would not attend his wedding.

Yan family old house.

Wang Shuman hurried out the door, and Tao Jing and Yan Xiyue drove behind her car.

"Mom, are you sure we can find Wen Siya by following her?"

"Do you think she really came back to China to see the old lady?" Tao Jing sneered, "Don't look at your aunt marrying into the banquet family, but your uncle has been guarding against her in these years, and even refused to let her have children. All her hopes are in her precious daughter."

"Whose daughter do you think Yu Wei is?"

"What do you think makes Yan Wenzhou try so hard to hide it?" Tao Jingshui's eyes flashed, "It's definitely not a glorious life experience."

Yan Xiyue laughed, "She caused my engagement to be annulled by the Wang family. I must get her back properly this time!"

Wang Shuman arrived at a coffee shop, parked the car, and she walked in anxiously.

Entering the cubicle and seeing Wen Siya, Wang Shuman breathed a sigh of relief, "Xiaoya, are you going to scare mom to death? You returned home without saying a word. What on earth do you want to do?"

"I want Yan Tingsong to die, and I want their Yan family to pay with their blood!"

Wang Shuman was so frightened that he quickly covered her mouth and lowered his voice, "Are you crazy? Xiaoya, how many times do you want me to tell you! Those things in the past have nothing to do with you, so don't be stubborn anymore!"

"How come it has nothing to do with me? Mom, the person who died was my father!" Wen Siya looked at her angrily, "If it hadn't been for Yan Tingsong, he wouldn't have died! We wouldn't be living like this!"

"Xiaoya, things are not what you think. It's all over a long time ago. Mom, I beg you, don't pursue it anymore, okay? Mom only has you. If you have a problem, how do you want your mother to live?"

Wen Siya noticed the sneaky figure outside the cubicle, and her watery eyes darkened a little.

"Yan Wenzhou is about to marry another woman, Xiaoya, it's time for you to let it go."

"He married another woman because he couldn't marry Yu Wei!" Wen Siya looked at the figure outside the box and sneered: "Yu Wei is Song Qinghe's daughter!"

……

Yu Wei received the photo from Yao Lin. Looking at the strange man on it, it was difficult for Yu Wei to connect the words "father" and "him."

Yao Lin called later, "The information that can be found now is limited, but the only information shows that this Qi Guangkai was a typical playboy and died about ten years ago. The official statement was that he committed suicide, but... …”

Yao Lin lowered her voice, "There are several versions of his death. The most true one is that he was shot eight times and was almost beaten into a sieve."

Yu Wei couldn't help but think of Yan Tingsong, and her back felt cold. "Is there any other information? For example, is he married?"

"The information found does not show that he was married."

"Where's your girlfriend or fiancée?"