Flash Married Wife So Sweet

"This little sister is very concerned about Zhou Yan." when Yang Yuxin left, Gao Yuner began to speak slowly.

"Mostly because of her sister." Luo an took a deep breath. "I don't know if Zhou Yan has seen the film."

"Have you seen the content... Is it very bad?" Gao Yuner asked.

Luo an looked at her. "It's very bad."

Gao Yuner's face soon became gloomy, and then he cursed Qiu Zhiying in a low voice.

Luo Anxin then took a look at the sky outside.

It's clear that the weather is fine in the morning.

But now the dark clouds began to top again. It seemed that a snowstorm was coming soon.

She took out her cell phone, thought about it and sent a message to Zhou Yan: "it's going to snow soon. Come back early."

honestly.

Except Yang Yuchen, probably no one really knows Zhou Yan.

Luo an's heart still can't see through. What did Zhou Yan think after Yang Yuchen's death.

What you can say and do is to tell him. Now, someone is waiting for him to come back.

South of the city.

It brings together the whole a city and even the top universities in China.

From kindergarten to university.

Also because there are many top universities in the Southern District, the house prices here are also ridiculously high.

Although the Chinese New Year is approaching.

But some people who have no place to go back or avoid going home are still buried in their work.

For example, the housing agency with Zhou Yan.

"Sir, this house is not my boast. The house type of the whole south district is better than here. The school district is not as good as here. The school district... The school district of this district is also invincible. No matter how good other districts are, they can't book here." the intermediary spoke and took Zhou Yan to the terrace, "Take a look at the large terrace given as a gift. If you tidy it up a little, it will be a small garden. Then take a look at the landscape and greening outside. Really, if you want to buy the house, you can start it quickly."

Zhou Yan didn't speak and looked around.

The house is very big, plus the study and nanny room, there are four rooms in total, and the daylighting of each room is very good.

The kitchen is big.

There is one in the two large rooms in the bathroom.

Yang Yuchen's younger brothers and sisters have one room for each person and invite another aunt. It's just enough to live.

"Give me the money today. Is this house mine today?" Zhou Yan asked.

"It's not that fast. The mortgage takes time. Are you in a hurry to come in? This can be discussed with the homeowner," said the intermediary.

"I don't want a mortgage, the whole amount," Zhou Yan said coldly. "I have no other requirements. I want to get the house as soon as possible."

"Full payment?" the house has a good community, a good school district and a large area. The price is astronomical here. He was stunned for a moment, and then nodded repeatedly. "If it is full payment, it will be much faster! You give me a deposit first, and I can give you the key first. I can help you finish all the formalities before the Spring Festival!"

"Yes."

Zhou Yan answered, then went back to their store with the intermediary and handed in the contract deposit.

After all this work, it was almost dark.

Snowflakes fall from the sky.

Zhou Yan walked out of the agency, looked up, reached out and caught one.

In Zhou Yan's opinion, this action is really childish.

But Yang Yuchen likes it very much.

When it rains, I also like to reach out to pick up the rain. When it snows, I'm as excited as a child. I have to take off my gloves to pick up the snow.

Zhou Yan never thought a person could be so innocent.

"Mr. Yang!" at this time, the intermediary came out with an umbrella. "It's snowing. Here you are."

Zhou Yan took a look.

Didn't speak, didn't answer the intermediary, pulled up the hat of the coat, put it in his pocket with both hands, bowed his head and walked away.

The intermediary stood in place, some hooded and scratched his head: "what a strange man."

"Do you care if he's strange? You've got a big bill this time. You've got a good salary this month. I envy you ~"

"Hey, hey, I've met a good thing all year round!"

The intermediary was complacent because he sold a house at a sky high price, but Zhou Yan returned to the community alone under the heavy snow.

Open the door with the key.

He hesitated and didn't turn on the light. He walked slowly forward, crossed the balcony to the terrace, and sat down in a small pavilion built by the previous rent.

Approaching the Chinese new year, although it is said everywhere that fireworks and firecrackers should be banned.

But there are still children everywhere.

Zhou Yan looked outside and saw a man shaking the fairy stick from a distance.

"Do you know the fairy stick?" in my mind, Yang Yuchen appeared. "It's very beautiful. I liked to play when I was a child. Every new year, I will take lucky money to buy a lot! When the new year comes, you can buy it for me?"

Zhou Yan felt bitter in his mouth and fishy sweet in his throat.

Breathing is not smooth.

He didn't live a normal life. He didn't understand many things Yang Yuchen said.

But he didn't ask carefully, because he thought that the new year was coming soon anyway. Wouldn't it be good for her to recognize it again with herself?

After she died.

Zhou Yan is very active in living like a person.

Actively understand the customs she said and didn't say.

Now he knows everything.

But people are gone.

He sat quietly for a while.

Zhou Yan took out the mobile phone from Qiu Zhiying in his coat pocket.

yes.

It's been six or seven hours, but he still doesn't dare to see it.

Take a deep breath, Zhou Yan still opened the video.

There was no light around. Only the light from the mobile phone screen hit Zhou Yan's face.

In the video, Yang Yuchen was wearing the small skirt he gave him and stared at the camera. Tears were falling all the time: "you have asked me to clean the floor. What else do you want me to do?"

"Do you think your mistake is over?"

Yang Yuchen was stunned: "what else do you want? Do you want to hurt my family?"

"It's not my style to make such a fuss, and I'm tired of playing with you." the voice of the person who spoke was specially treated, but Zhou Yan knew that the person was Qiu Zhiying. The arrogance and contempt in his tone betrayed her, "do you recognize this thing?"

Yang Yuchen's sight shifted a bit, probably looking at what Qiu Zhiying took out. After seeing it, she was stunned: "how could it be with you?"

"It's not easy for me to get something?" Qiu Zhiying smiled coldly. "I didn't expect that it caused so much harm and pain to you. I prepared the suicide note in advance ~ I loved you very much when I read this suicide note, so I thought about it and decided to give you a good help."

Yang Yuchen's eyes began to become afraid: "that's all in the past. I now have a loved one, see everything, and am ready to live an ordinary life with him. This suicide note has long been counted!"

"Beloved?" Qiu Zhiying smiled sharply. "You shouldn't say it's my son? You shouldn't have misunderstood what a toad wants to eat swan meat because he is usually gentle and polite to you?"

"Not him!" said Yang Yuchen hurriedly.

"Whoever it is." Qiu Zhiying laughed sarcastically. "Again, you say that you have been void, and how can you be so naive? Now I am the one who has the final say."

Yang Yuchen was obviously scared.

Zhou Yan looked at her pale face, as if his heart had been penetrated by Wan Jian.

"President Qiu, I have never provoked you, and now I don't want to participate in the struggle between your rich and noble families. Even if you were angry because I helped you talk at ease, you have retaliated back now. Let me go!"

"Well, you can send a microblog now and tell everyone that Luo Anxin asked someone to do it at the beginning! You have to quit the entertainment industry anyway. You don't have to bear the consequences. As long as you send a microblog, I think you really want to draw a line with Luo Anxin!" Qiu Zhiying said.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan wanted to rush into the screen and tear Qiu Zhiying into pieces.

How could Yang Yuchen do such a thing?

How could she frame someone else for herself?

Sure enough, Yang Yuchen didn't promise Qiu Zhiying.

"It's not like that..."

"Oh ~" Qiu Zhiying sneered, "you made your choice yourself. Don't blame others."

Her voice fell.

A man in a black suit walked towards Yang Yuchen.

Yang Yuchen saw this and immediately wanted to run, but he was grabbed by someone and pulled his hair back.

"Let her go! Let her go!" Zhou Yan shouted hysterically.

But the people in the video were not affected by him.

A needle tube pierced Yang Yuchen's neck.

Yang Yuchen struggled, and the whole person fell paralyzed.

"Don't worry, I will make a scene of your suicide and put this painful suicide note written by your true feelings in a conspicuous place for Luo an to see."

Zhou Yan watched as Yang Yuchen was put into the bathtub and the cold water splashed down.

He saw her lips moving gently.

He immediately slowed down and found that Yang Yuchen was calling his name.

Zhou Yan could no longer restrain his emotions, and his tears surged down. The whole person was as helpless as when his only bite of bread fell into the rain when he was very young.

The back picture.

It's almost what Qiu Zhiying said before.

Her wrist was cut open, and the water in the bathtub slowly became bright red. After a while, she recovered some mobility and struggled to get up, but she just struggled twice because she lost too much blood.

Then the people in the picture, slowly quiet and calm, until they become a dead and desperate picture.

"Rainy morning!"

Zhou Yan shouted out in a hoarse voice.

His fist hit the marble table in front of him, one after another, and his hand soon saw blood.

He felt endless remorse.

Ask yourself again and again.

Why go to California with Luo Anxin?

Who is Luo an Xin? What is Huo Yanchen? Who is precious to Yang Yuchen?

Why don't you stay with her and watch her well?

Zhou Yan's heart, after watching this video, completely broke into countless pieces. How can it be pieced together.

The night was silent.

After a long time, Zhou Yan slowly calmed down.

He looked up at the night sky like ink splashing.

The sadness and anger in the bottom of my eyes was slowly replaced by ruthlessness.