Downtown, a high-end cafe.

Yan Huan was led to the private room by the waiter when he entered the door.

She opened the box door and saw that the room was dark. Jolin was sitting on the sofa with some blurred facial features.

Jolin stood up to meet her, "Yan Huan, you're here."

When Yan Huan approached, he found the wound on her forehead. The blood black needle and thread remained on it. It can be seen that the wound was very deep.

Yan Huan was shocked. "How did you do this? Obviously, I didn't see you last time... Did Ji Yunchen do it?"

Jolin was stunned. "How do you know Ji Yunchen?"

Yan Huan frowned and said, "last time he called you, I saw it. Tell me first, did he do it?"

Jolin nodded.

Yan Huan raised his voice. "Is he crazy? Why should he do this to you? What if he leaves a scar in the future?"

Jolin smiled faintly, "it's okay. Anyway, even if this face is destroyed, it's no pity."

Yan Huan was even more surprised at the speech.

The proud pianist is broken. She doesn't matter. The beauty admired by countless people is destroyed. Does she still matter?

This is clearly like seeing through the world of mortals.

Yan Huan frowned, "Jolin, you..."

Jolin took her hand and sat down. "Don't mention those unhappy ones. I came to you this time because I knew about the video and wanted to see if you were affected."

Yan Huan closed her lips. "You can't protect yourself. Do you still think of me?"

Jolin was stunned and said with a light smile, "I don't care. Although I suffer some minor injuries occasionally, at least I have no worries about food and clothing.

"When I saw the video, I was worried about whether you would be unable to think about it."

"I survived the depression of the Yan family. I just ran out. How can I not think of it? Moreover, I already have children."

"Child?" Jolin's indifferent eyes lit up, "is it Mu Shixun's?"

She let out a little hum, then didn't open her eyes and didn't dare to look into Jolin's eyes.

She can't help feeling that she is a bad woman. In the face of her friends, she lies again and again.

Jolin didn't know, but she smiled a little more.

"Mu Shixun is not bad. Your children must be very good-looking. You must bring them to me next time you meet."

Yan Huan looked at her especially happy eyes and winked, "Jolin, do you like children?"

"Well, my previous dream was to open a kindergarten..."

When Jolin talked about her dream, the whole person seemed to shine.

The more she went on, the more Yan Huan felt sad at the bottom of her heart.

"Jolin!" She suddenly interrupted Jolin.

Jolin stopped to look at her.

"Why don't we leave the city together?"

She wanted to leave Li mingjue. After all, she always felt uneasy with Joe around.

But after impulse, she reflected how naive she was.

She still has her mother and son to take care of. Jolin is alone. How can she bear hardships with her?

When she was hesitating whether to take it back, she saw Jolin suddenly nod, "OK, but would you like to wait for me for ten years?"

Yan Huan was stunned, "why ten years?"

Qiao Lin's eyes were dim. "Five years ago, I was in a black club and bought by Ji Yunchen. I has the final say in life and death, including freedom. He said that if I do ten more years, he will give me freedom."

Yan Huan pursed his lips, "but he is a murderer. Is it really safe to stay with him? Otherwise, how about I raise money to save you?"

Jolin shook her head quickly. "Don't be short of money. He bought me for a moment, and he has a strong desire for control. If there is no competition and he is in a good mood one day, he may let me go early."

Yan Huan frowned more tightly.

"Such an uncertain person, you must be careful when you stay with him. Don't hurt yourself again."

"Don't worry, as long as I obey him in everything, I won't get hurt."

Jolin smiled faintly, but the smile was lifeless.

Yan Huan's heart suddenly tightened and hurriedly promised her, "don't say ten years, that's thirty or fifty years. I can wait for you."

"Will the Mu family let you go?" Jolin worried about her in turn.

"I......" Yan Huan smashed his mouth twice. "In fact, I have divorced Mu Shixun, but I haven't announced the news to the media."

"Where do you live now? How are you doing?"

Yan Huan hesitated for a long time and decided to tell Qiao Lin about Li mingjue and himself.

In half an hour.

Jolin sighed, "the reunion of you two... Is too idol drama."

Yan Huan's smile is light, but it doesn't reach the bottom of her eyes.

"Maybe, but obviously we are not the protagonists in each other's world. He will get married next month."

Jolin looked at her face and suddenly said, "Yan Huan, do you like him?"

"Who likes him!"

Yan Huan suddenly stood up.

Jolin looked determined. "You've admitted it."

"Don't talk nonsense, Jolin. I really don't like him. How can I like him? He and I just..."

Yan Huan stopped and couldn't tell what the relationship between them was.

Jolin held her chin in one hand and looked at her askew. "Then I'll ask you a question."

Yan Huan vaguely felt that there was a pit, "what's the problem?"

"If Li mingjue had no fiancee, would you like him?"

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