Qian Yan

Chapter 137 Exposing the Evil
"Ayun, Ayun..." Nanmen Guangyuan couldn't stand up for a while, and only reached out to her, calling vaguely.

His wife hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked up to him, took the hand he extended, and slowly sat beside him.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, Nie Lan saw the watch on her exposed wrist, recognized it as Nanmenqian's watch, and was shocked.She carefully looked at the woman who was exactly the same as in the photo, looked at her husband at a loss, and then at Yan Weiran who walked to the door.

Yan Weiran raised his finger and made a "silence" gesture towards her.

Nanmen Guangyuan opened his eyes wide, examined the appearance of his "wife" inch by inch, and said softly, "Ah Yun, you have become younger...you didn't look like this when you left."

"Ayun" had tears in his eyes, watching him staring at him affectionately, he opened his mouth countless times, but in the end he hesitated to speak and did not make a sound.

"Hey, it's better to come back like this. You look good like this. This is when you look the best." Nanmen Guangyuan said, holding her hand tightly, with tears in his eyes.He raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and said, "Ah Yun, you said back then that I shouldn't stop Qianqian from marrying a foreigner, but you can see that she has two yellow hairs now! Unreliable, unreliable... Only Ah Yi is okay, his son is like mother, he looks so much like you, and his child will also be very similar to you. When the child grows up, he will be a little like you, a little like me, and a little like Ah Yi, a bit like Lanlan... When our grandson grows up, it's as if we are still living in this world..."

Nie Lan's eyes turned red, she stood up and turned her back, and quietly wiped away the tears on her face.Nanmen Yi gently patted her shoulder to comfort her.

And "Ayun" who was sitting next to Nanmen Guangyuan finally spoke, with a trembling voice: "You... don't be sad, just sleep for a while, okay?"

As soon as the voice came out, Nanmen Guangyuan was stunned.He looked at the person in front of him again and again, and after a long time, he raised his trembling hand and pointed at her in astonishment: "You...you are Qianqian! Is it my old eyes that are dim? Or is it that you are back, Ah Yun, and you are using your daughter's body to see her?" Take a look at me?"

"No, Dad..." Nanmenqian held his hand, tears rolled down, "We know you miss mom very much, so... so Ms. Yan helped me make up to look like mom, so that you can see mom again .Maybe...maybe this way you can wake up like in the morning without having to sedate."

Nanmen Guangyuan was stunned, looking at the daughter in front of him who was exactly the same as his dead wife, he wanted to touch her face with trembling hands, but he didn't dare to touch it, fearing that if he touched it, he would turn into a hallucination and leave.He stared at the face in his memory for a long time before asking in a hoarse voice, "Qianqian?"

"Yes...it's me." Nanmenqian nodded quickly.

His wrinkled hands paused for a long time before they finally landed on top of her head, stroked her daughter's hair, and then turned to look at Yan Weiran standing at the door.

Seeing him looking at her, Yan Weiran nodded to him.

"I know what you want...but I'm going to bring this craft to the coffin! No one should think that I'm a pawn, helping you to cheat money and harm people! Cosmetics, cosmetics, hum!" He said, his voice gradually lowered , His face showed despair, "My grandson was killed! By Fang, by you, the victim's cosmetics! Ah Yi, drive them out! Don't let her come out in front of me again!"

"Old man, what you said is too harsh, isn't it?" If Wei Zexi's usual temper had been followed, he would have walked away by now, and it would be Nanmen Guangyuan's turn to chase him away in person.But thinking of Yan Weiran's formula, he had no choice but to bear it, and turned to look at Yan Weiran beside him.

"Mr. Nanmen, in fact, cosmetics do not harm people. Those who harm people are unscrupulous manufacturers, but this industry is innocent." Yan Weiran spoke to Nanmen Guangyuan with a clear and gentle voice, " I know that the misfortune you have suffered is probably caused by Fang, but this crime needs to fall on Fang, not on all cosmetics. In fact, cosmetics have contributed to human beings. It really helps us."

Nanmen Guangyuan opened his mouth to refute, what do you want to ask for help?What can this kind of thing bring to people?
But when his eyes fell on the face of his daughter in front of him, seeing the face of his mother who was not similar to his dead wife at first, his throat groaned twice, but he couldn't say anything.

"Mr. Nanmen, we are actually businessmen, but what we sell is beauty. The annual share of the global cosmetics market is 2000 billion euros, and it is still growing. When the economy is not good, lipstick is the greatest comfort for women , When the economy is good, everyone will strive to make themselves more beautiful. After all, the pursuit of beauty is a human instinct and an indelible nature. We can't go on a hunger strike just because we choke when eating, and you can't go on a hunger strike because of the crimes of black-hearted manufacturers. And wipe out all cosmetic manufacturers and blame the people who spread good things around the world, right?"

Nanmen Guangyuan gasped for breath, wanted to reprimand her but found that he couldn't find an excuse, so he could only look away fiercely, and mumbled: "Don't say such nonsense in front of me, I, I won't talk to you!"

"Actually, Fang's—or a black-hearted manufacturer like Fang's—is also one of the reasons why I founded the brand. In this market, bad coins cannot drive out good ones, but they should be corrected so that people can use better ones. Products, so as to abandon inferior and harmful things are our original intention of making this brand.” Yan Weiran went to Nanmen Guangyuan and knelt down, looked up at him and said, “Mr. You must also hope that everyone will use safe cosmetics, so that there will be no more tragedies like yours, what do you think?"

Nanmen Guangyuan sat on the edge of the bed, wriggling his lips, but did not speak.

Seeing that his attitude was no longer violent, Wei Zexi said, "Mr. Nanmen, maybe you don't know, but the person who first exposed Fang's crimes was the Miss Yan Weiran in front of you. She questioned it, and she was also the first one to find the news media to make the problem of Fang's formula public!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Nanmen Yi and Nie Lan were shocked, but even Nanmen Guangyuan who was sitting on the bed suddenly stood up and asked, "Really?"

Yan Weiran nodded and said, "It's true. My teacher is Zhang Sizhao, a famous makeup and stylist who has won a Golden Globe Award and was shortlisted for an Oscar. She has a cosmetic formula, so Fang came over to talk to us. Cooperation. But in the process of cooperation, we found that there was something wrong with Fang's formula. Because I was worried that it would cause serious consequences, my teacher raised the defect to them. As a result... not long after, my teacher died unexpectedly, and I was seriously injured , After struggling and recovering, I found a way to make this matter public. It's a pity...It seems that it is still too late."

Nanmen Yi said excitedly: "It's not too late, at least, the Fang family is finally going to be judged!"

Nie Lan obviously thought of her own child, and lay on Nanmen Yi's shoulder with tears in her eyes, sobbing softly.

In the silence, only Nie Lan's crying and Nanmen Guangyuan's heavy panting echoed softly in the room.

After a long time, Nanmen Guangyuan held the hand of his daughter beside him, and slowly, step by step, he walked in front of Yan Weiran.

"It was you who exposed Fang's crimes, good...very good."

He raised his hand and lightly pressed Yan Weiran's shoulder, his voice was low, but it was much heavier than his manic yelling: "I still remember that craftsmanship. Every step, every minute Remember the formula clearly. Take it away, I will authorize it to you for free, there is only one condition."

Yan Weiran nodded, stared at him, and said, "Tell me."

"Making products well, stepping things like Fang's into the [-]th floor of hell!"

(End of this chapter)