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

Yan Wenzhou still didn't move, but asked her, "Why don't you leave?"

If she could leave, she wouldn't come.

"I'm her primary doctor, I can't leave."

"Yu Wei, it seems that we haven't taken any group photos."

Yu Wei frowned and looked at him, "Yan Wenzhou, you are crazy! You are going to marry another woman soon, why should we take a group photo?"

"Actually, it's nice to be half-siblings." Yan Wenzhou sat on the sofa, his tone much more relaxed.

How on earth did he convince himself to accept such an unbelievable thing in such a short period of time?

She walked to the sofa and pulled him, lowering her voice, "Yan Wenzhou, get up and leave quickly!"

"I don't want to leave." Yan Wenzhou remained unmoved and grabbed her arm with his backhand, pulling her to sit on the sofa. "It's just a photo taken. It's no big deal. Don't be nervous."

"Don't you think the rumors outside are bad enough?" Yu Wei's face turned red with anger.

"If you don't take the photo, won't they pass it on?" Yan Wenzhou whispered, "Yu Wei, you don't need to care about other people's opinions."

How many people in this world can do that and not care about other people's eyes?

Yu Wei was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore.

The staff came over and called the two people to go to the studio.

Yu Wei didn't move, and Yan Wenzhou stood up, "Why, as Song Qinghe's doctor, don't you need to keep an eye on her? I think she doesn't look good."

Yu Wei still didn't move.

Yan Wenzhou straightened his clothes and walked over.

Song Qinghe looked a little complicated when he saw Yan Wenzhou coming over. Yan Wenzhou looked at her and his expression softened a little, "Can I talk to you alone?"

Song Qinghe nodded.

Yan Tingsong's face darkened a bit, "Qinghe is not in good health, so don't talk to her for too long."

Song Qinghe looked at Yan Wenzhou, "Why don't you push me for a walk in the backyard?"

Yan Wenzhou nodded and pushed her into the yard. There were many flowers and plants in the backyard, and the fragrance was pleasant.

"The sunshine is so nice today." Song Qinghe said with a smile, "There have been a lot of thunderstorms recently, and it's been a long time since we've had such a sunny day."

Facing her pale smile, Yan Wenzhou felt a little complicated, "Why didn't you tell him those things related to my mother?"

The smile on Song Qinghe's face froze. She looked at Yan Wenzhou in shock. It took her a long time to recover.

After Yan Tingsong got married, she knew that it was impossible for her to be with him.

All she wanted to do was study hard and get ahead, but her father was diagnosed with a serious illness and needed money for surgery. She searched all her relatives but couldn't borrow the money.

In the end, she had to go to Yan Tingsong, but she still couldn't see him, but she got a sum of money. The person who gave her the money said it was Mr. Yan's wish.

The money is not free, she is asked to work to pay off the debt.

She took the money to perform an operation on her father, hired a nurse, and then went to work. After she went there, she discovered that Mr. Yan actually asked her to go to the club to accompany him for drinks.

She was cautious inside, walking on thin ice, just hoping to make enough money as soon as possible and return it to the Yan family.

But in that kind of place, it was easy to get in but difficult to get out. But she met that scumbag again and started a nightmare life.

Song Qinghe closed her eyes in pain. Later, after she was forced to give birth to the child, she was secretly sent out of the country. Only then did she realize that everything was a trap.

The person who gave her money in the beginning was just to destroy her completely step by step.

Mr. Yan gave her a sum of money to start a new life abroad and never return to China.

But a new life? She had lost everything, even losing her fertility due to difficult childbirth.

Doesn't she hate it? Of course she hated it, so she worked hard abroad to become a well-known designer. She wanted to make those scum pay the price.

But they were all wealthy and powerful people, and she was just trying to hit them with an egg.

Suddenly one day, Yan Tingsong found her and wanted to start over with her.

Naturally, she would not accept it. He was the source of all her nightmares. She wanted to escape from him, but there was nowhere to escape. Both of them were in pain.

Until he told her that he had burned that clubhouse to the ground and no one would ever know about those things again.

He asked her if she wanted revenge?

How could she not want to? She thought about it in her dreams.

Returning to China with him, watching him force those people to death one after another, until he put the gun into her hand and asked her to end Qi Guangkai's life with her own hands, the nightmare that had been with her for many years seemed to finally end.

But she has not yet taken revenge on the person who pushed her into the abyss. She cannot leave this person to Yan Tingsong.

The first time she stepped into the door of the Yan family, when she saw Shen Meiling, she already knew that the person who wanted to destroy her was not Mr. Yan but Shen Meiling.

That was also the first time she saw Yan Wenzhou. He was playing football in the backyard of Yan's house. The sunshine that day was so warm that she seemed to see the shadow of Yan Tingsong in him.

Mr. Yan said that Yan Tingsong had already stained his hands with blood for her. Should she still watch this child lose his father or mother?

By that time, she had been diagnosed with illness and seemed to have a new definition of death.

Or maybe, the sunshine that day was too warm and she couldn't bear to take it away from the child.

But she didn't expect that Shen Meiling was more vicious than she thought and actually kept those photos.

"Because your father has done enough for me." Song Qinghe's voice was calm, "I can't keep dragging him down."

After a pause, Song Qinghe suddenly spoke, her voice trembling, "Now that you know what happened back then, are you... is it because of this that you separated from Weiwei?"

"Even if I once hated you, I never had the slightest dislike for her because of you."

The surrounding sunlight was a bit dazzling.

"It's just that she is so good, she shouldn't be stuck in these quagmires." Yan Wenzhou's voice was very soft, "She should always live in the sunshine."

If not, at least he would give her the confidence to get out of the quagmire.

Yu Wei was a little surprised when she saw Yan Tingsong coming out. Yan Tingsong said calmly: "Wenzhou wants to talk to Qinghe alone."

"What does he have to talk to her about?" Yu Wei stood up, remembering Yan Wenzhou's disgust for Song Qinghe, and she didn't understand how Yan Tingsong could be so calm.

She stood up hurriedly and walked into the studio, but couldn't see anything.

Just as he was about to go out, he saw Yan Wenzhou pushing Song Qinghe back. The harmonious scene was a bit unreal. Yu Wei pinched the back of her hand quietly. It hurt. She was not dreaming.

"Have you figured it out?" Yan Wenzhou looked calm.

Yu Wei glanced at him angrily, and just as she was about to turn around, Song Qinghe held her hand, "Weiwei, I'm very happy that you can agree to take pictures with me."

Seeing her expectant eyes, Yu Wei hesitated.

Yan Tingsong also came over and signaled the photographer to get ready and start shooting.

He hugged Song Qinghe on the chair and sat on the chair next to him, holding hands with each other.

Yan Wenzhou stood behind Yan Tingsong. When he saw Yu Wei standing there without moving, he gently pulled her. Yu Wei staggered and came behind Song Qinghe.

The photographer pressed the shutter.

Yu Wei glared at Yan Wenzhou, who looked straight at him, "Look at what I'm doing, look at the camera."