Bai Chan's eyes quickly turned red, and she couldn't help crying after holding back tears for a few seconds, "Miss..."

“Don’t cry, don’t cry.” Meng Mingxuan held Bai Chan in her arms and coaxed her like Yan Mojiu coaxed her, “It’s okay, I’m here.”

Yan Mojiu: “…”

It's really dazzling and piercing.

Meng Mingyou seemed to be thinking about something. Maybe she could just cry and her sister would hug her and comfort her.

Being stared at by the two gazes in front of her, Bai Chan didn't cry at all and held back her tears.

She gently stepped out of Meng Mingxuan's embrace, "Miss, I'm fine."

"Are you really okay? You don't have to act stubborn in front of me." Meng Mingxuan touched her head.

"I came here with something, but now that the young lady is here, I'm fine." Bai Chan smiled sweetly.

"Wow, it's been a while since we last met, and you're already here to talk sweetly to each other." Meng Mingxuan pulled her to sit next to Yan Mojiu.

Yan Mojiu exuded a powerful aura, and the aura around him was different from that of other places.

Meng Mingxuan was unaware of anything, but Bai Chan was extremely reserved.

Bai Chan sat up straight like a primary school student and began to answer some questions from Meng Mingxuan.

After finding out the whole story, Meng Mingxuan's face turned cold. "So, Song Jinyue thought you had a crush on him, so he offended you in the company. When you didn't agree, he used force."

"Yeah." Bai Chan regretted very much that she had fallen in love with such a scumbag who was all show and no substance.

"Besides Song Jinyue, does anyone else know that you like him?" Meng Mingxuan asked.

"I wrote a diary when I was a child. Song Jinyue found it and found out that I had a crush on him. Although I burned the original diary, my sister Bai Sitong has a copy." There was a hint of hatred in Bai Chan's eyes. Bai Sitong was always thinking about controlling her.

Bai Sitong.

Meng Mingxuan suddenly remembered the daughter of the Bai family who had coveted her ninth brother in front of her.

"Brother Jiu, I'm going to Bai's house to get the copy back for Bai Chan." She wanted to show off her skills.

"Will you take your husband with you?" Yan Mojiu asked.

Meng Mingxuan hesitated for a moment, watching his eyes slowly darken, and nodded knowingly, "Bring it along."

"Let's go." Yan Mojiu stood up and extended his hand to her.

Meng Mingxuan put her hand into his palm and asked, "Brother Jiu, am I pretty?"

"In my eyes, you are beautiful every moment."

“…”

Annoying.

Meng Mingxuan knew that she couldn't get the truth, so she turned to ask other people, and everyone gave her the same answer as Yan Mojiu.

she:"……"

Forget it, the group pet should have the awareness of being the group pet.

Even if she didn't dress up deliberately, she wouldn't lose to Bai Sitong.

A group of people went to the Bai family in a mighty manner.

…

Kyoto, Military Hospital.

When Mr. Yan heard that Yan Zheng came to see him, he quickly asked the old housekeeper to lock the door.

But unfortunately, it was too late. The two plainclothes officers beside Yan Zheng had already pushed open the door, and Yan Zheng followed him in.

"What are you doing here?" Mr. Yan's tone of disdain was too obvious.

Yan Zheng sat down on the chair in front of the bed and said, "I came to see you."

"Want to see me off to the end? Don't dream. I will definitely live longer than you." Old Master Yan snorted coldly.

"That's good." Yan Zheng expressed his relief.

When facing Yan Zheng, Old Master Yan always felt powerless, like punching cotton. He hated this son, but he had no other sons.

"Go away, I don't want to see you." said Mr. Yan.

"I want to talk to you and reminisce about the past." Yan Zheng looked at the elderly man, "I originally intended to take these words into my coffin."

Old Master Yan's heart trembled.

After a long time, he sat up and looked at Yan Zheng with a scrutinizing look in his eyes. "What huge blow have you suffered?"

"You hate me to the core, and I do too," Yan Zheng said. "Since I can remember, you have always favored my elder brother. You don't know how many tricks he has used on me. You only see his gentle and humble side. You don't even believe everything I say."

Mr. Yan's throat seemed to be choked and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Maybe he was a little biased, but was it reasonable for him to kill his own brother?

"However, I don't hate you because of your partiality." Yan Zheng leaned back, "I only hated you the moment you sent my wife away."

When mentioning Lin Ruxue, Mr. Yan's shoulders drooped slightly.

If he hadn't sent anyone to send Lin Ruxue back to Lincheng, nothing would have happened to Lin Ruxue, and his eldest grandson would have grown up well in Kyoto.

"You have spent most of your life building your career. Why don't you guess why Yan Shaoting appeared in Lincheng? Why did big brother suddenly run to Lincheng and rape Qi Shuyue? Hmm?" Yan Zheng finally opened the theme secret that had been hidden in the box for many days.

Master Yan: “…”

He recalled that when Yan Zheng brought Lin Ruxue back to Kyoto, he filed a marriage report and married Lin Ruxue, but he never brought Lin Ruxue to anyone. Lin Ruxue never attended any banquets, including Yan's family banquets.

Even the number of times he had seen Lin Ruxue could be counted on one hand. Every time Yan Zheng brought Lin Ruxue back to the old house to see him, it was when the eldest son was not around.

He didn't care about these at that time because he valued his eldest son Yan Yichang as his heir.

Now that I think about it, Yan Zheng seemed to have always been deliberately on guard against his brother Yan Yichang.

Thinking deeply, Yan Zheng was on guard, and Yan Yichang attacked Lin Ruxue?

"My wife's childhood sweetheart was originally named Cui Hesong, and he dated Qi Shuyue for a while. But when you sent my wife to Lincheng, they broke up because of their incompatibility."

Yan Zheng looked at Old Master Yan with cold eyes, "So, you should know now why my good brother went to Lincheng, why he found Qi Shuyue, raped and tortured her, and caused her to be sent to a mental hospital, right?"

Old Master Yan looked at Yan Zheng with cloudy eyes, and his chest began to rise and fall rapidly.

The old butler's expression changed drastically, "Old man!"

He walked over quickly, grabbed the oxygen mask and put it on Mr. Yan, then helped him breathe on his back.

Yan Zheng seemed not to notice the pain that Old Master Yan was feeling. He spoke slowly and steadily, "Your good eldest son, my good elder brother, he went after my wife, but... he went after the wrong person."

Old Master Yan's breathing became more and more rapid.

Yan Zheng stood up slowly. "If you hadn't sent my wife to Lincheng, he wouldn't have gone to Lincheng, and I wouldn't have wanted to kill him after knowing his intentions."

Mr. Yan almost fainted.