Nan Yan didn't see Ji Yuanchen's actions and just carried the things into the elevator.
With a "ding" sound, the elevator arrived.
As soon as the door opened, Nan Yan saw an uninvited guest.
Today, Song Yihuan is wearing a pure white skirt. The cut is simple but it is a big-name design. The skirt is also decorated with hand-sewn flowers. It matches her long black hair and her cute little white flowers. Jumping in front of your eyes.
But Nan Yan's pretty eyebrows frowned. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, Song Yihuan had already turned around and looked at her.
"Sister Nanyan, it's been a long time no see."
There was a small piece of gauze on her cheek, her eyes were bright, her lips were red and her teeth were white, which was particularly lovely.
"You're not welcome here."
Nan Yan spoke coldly and reached out to open the door, but unexpectedly Song Yihuan was faster and blocked her directly.
"Sister Nan Yan, I know I offended you last time with my unscrupulous words, but can you please let my uncle and aunt go? They are not well-educated. They are only so excited because they are angry about grandma's death. I don't know how to do it. I don’t know why they would come to find you..."
As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes and fell down.
Nan Yan quickly shook off her hand, and her charming expression became even more stern: "I don't know? Song Yihuan, the idea of pretending that my husband is a domestic violence victim was you who gave it to Zhou Jie, right?"
She naturally knew that Zhou Jie and Zhao Lanhua didn't have this ability. What's more, she had just saved the recording of her conversation with Song Yihuan, and then the Zhou family came to find them.
Not only did he beat her, but he also smashed her cell phone.
Isn't this enough to prove that the initiator is Song Yihuan herself?
"Pretending to be pitiful...Song Yihuan, with your acting skills, it would be a shame not to go into the entertainment industry."
Nan Yan spoke sarcastically. She really didn't want to be like this kind of person, so she opened the door directly.
Song Yihuan's eyes quickly flashed with a layer of gloom.
If it weren't for the lessons learned from the past, she wouldn't have been forced to come here to show off. This time, she was fully prepared!
While thinking about it, Song Yihuan had already rushed forward. The moment Nan Yan entered the door, she rushed over and reached out to block the door.
"ah--!"
The painful screams came, and Nan Yan was startled. She subconsciously opened the door and saw Song Yihuan covering her hands and squatting on the ground in pain.
"Yi Huan!"
A familiar voice sounded, and then a tall man rushed forward.
Lu Huaijing held Song Yihuan's shoulders and immediately began to check the condition of her hands.
Song Yihuan moaned softly, and her face turned pale from the pain. She stretched out her hand tremblingly, and her fingers were already bruised and obviously bruised.
"Gu, Nan, Yan!"
Lu Huaijing made an angry sound and raised his head, his dark eyes full of anger.
Nan Yan was surprised, but she immediately reacted and glanced at Song Yihuan who was in pain, feeling angry and annoyed in her heart.
"She wanted to reach out on her own. I have made it clear that I don't want to see her anymore."
She gritted her teeth and spoke, but deep down she regretted it.
Why didn't you just drive this woman away! There are many tricks, what is it this time, is it a cruel trick?
But the man in front of her obviously didn't believe her words, and was about to question her, but was interrupted by Song Yihuan.
"Ajing, it's none of Sister Nanyan's business. It's my fault. I want to know how she is doing. After all, this is all my uncle and aunt's fault. I... I just want to ask her to let them go. This It was our fault in the first place. It is reasonable for Sister Nanyan not to want to see me. It was all due to my own carelessness..."
Although the sad voice sounded like she was interceding for Nan Yan, every word was tea talk.
Sure enough, when Lu Huaijing heard this, the anger in his eyes became more intense, and his voice became cold: "Gu Nanyan, you are indeed determined to retaliate. It was the Zhou family who took action. Why did you target Yihuan?"
Is she targeting Song Yihuan?
Nan Yan laughed in anger, her head was still wrapped in gauze, and the bruises on her arms could still be seen clearly.
But Lu Huaijing turned a blind eye to these and only cherished Song Yihuan.
How ironic!
"Sorry, I am the victim. Even if the perpetrator's family comes to seek peace, I have the right to refuse, not to mention that she is just here to provoke? Lu Huaijing, are you really blind or are you a love brain? You can't tell right from wrong. Just go to the police station and ask clearly! In addition, I was about to close the door, and this Miss Song rushed up and injured herself. Was it my intention? It’s really a thief’s cry to catch a thief!”
Nan Yan couldn't bear it anymore, so she just said it out loud. Anyway, Lu Huaijing decided that she was an evil woman, so she just let this matter be settled!
Perhaps he had never seen such a sharp-edged Nan Yan. Lu Huaijing was stunned for a moment, but then his expression became even more gloomy.
"Gu Nanyan, I never knew you were so sharp-tongued. Why can't you pretend anymore?"
Talking and doing things are completely the same as before!
Nan Yan felt even more depressed, and the corners of her lips raised a sarcastic smile: "Pretending? Lu Huaijing, you are really blind!"
Lu Huaijing's face turned darker. Just as he was about to speak, Song Yihuan stopped him again.
"Forget it, Ajing, don't get into an argument with Sister Nanyan because of me. I'll be fine."
As she spoke, she leaned against Lu Huaijing and turned her gaze to Nan Yan, who had a frosty face.
With tears in her eyes, she said: "Sister Nanyan, I'm sorry, I was rude today, but I still hope to ask for your forgiveness. After all, I have no other relatives..."
Her tone was particularly humble, and even Nan Yan admired her acting skills.
But, do you want her to forgive the person who hurt her? dream!
"Song Yihuan, I advise you to leave your acting skills to the man next to you. I will never forgive the person who hurt me. Just wait for the summons from the court!"
After Nan Yan finished speaking, he closed the door directly.
The sound of "bang" was like wind, shaking Song Yihuan's whole body.
She shed more tears and subconsciously looked at Lu Huaijing beside her, her eyes filled with sadness: "Ah Jing..."
"Let's go."
The man's handsome face was full of gloom, and his dark eyes made it difficult to see his emotions.
Song Yihuan was startled, but she didn't dare to say a word, so she could only follow him back to the car.
As soon as she got into the car, Song Yihuan reached out to pull the seat belt, but she chose to use her injured hand.
At this time, the bright white finger was swollen, and when I tried to exert force, it hurt like a needle.
Song Yihuan immediately cried out in pain, her little face wrinkled up.
Lu Huaijing frowned even more when he saw this. He stretched out his hand to help her pull up the seat belt, but his voice was tinged with coldness: "Yi Huan, why are you here?"
If he remembered correctly, he just bought her a house in the community next door. Since the Zhou family had gone to make trouble a few days ago, he just bought another house for her.
Even he just knew that Gu Nanyan lived here. Song Yihuan had been in the hospital. How did she find this place?
