It was a photo of the original owner receiving a private scholarship in college. Many students were standing in the front to receive the awards, and sitting in the audience was the investor of this private scholarship - He Yan, the president of He Corporation.
Although the original owner had a poor family background, his academic performance was excellent. He performed exceptionally well in the college entrance examination and was admitted to a 985 university in Kyoto. In his freshman year, he won a huge private scholarship with his excellent grades.
Yun Shuning walked to the wall and took down the photo.
In the photo, the original owner smiled sincerely and brightly, which was completely different from the calm and self-controlled face that remained in the memory.
She passed over the face and fixed her eyes on the shelf with names written on it on the leadership desk. Although the two words were very small, she could vaguely make out that they were "He Yan".
The angle of this photo is too off, so He Yan’s figure is not captured, but for her, it is enough.
A pure love story that transcends class boundaries unfolds before her, with laughter, tears, inferiority and quarrels.
Yun Shuning closed her eyes and took a deep breath: From now on, she had someone she loved deeply, and that person was He Yan.
When she opened her eyes again, she seemed like a different person, her eyes filled with reluctance and attachment.
He Chen stared at the photo in his hand in a trance. The person in the photo had a bright and dazzling smile, which was completely different from the impression he had of Secretary Yun.
In his memory, Yun Shuning was a strong person who was calm and careful, and who would insist on finishing his work before going to the hospital even if his fever reached 39 degrees.
He seldom saw her smile, and even when she did, it was a businesslike, distant and polite smile.
He asked someone to check Yun Shuning's past two days ago, but because it was too long ago, there were not many records.
But from these few short lines, we can see her embarrassing yet heartbreaking past.
He Chen put down the photo in his hand and picked up another piece of material.
This document records what happened to Yun Shuning during her college years, and also records her meeting with He Yan.
His uncle has always been a loner, and doesn't like to interact with anyone except for work. Therefore, few people can really understand him.
Most of the information about his itinerary would have been erased by himself, and if he was not absent from this photo, it would probably not have been left in the photo.
He Chen let go of his hand and pinched his nose helplessly. He had already asked his uncle's former assistant, and the assistant's answer was also ambiguous.
All I can say is that before my uncle disappeared, his whereabouts were indeed erratic and he went to the company less frequently, but he didn't like anyone prying into his private life, so no one knew the reason for his abnormal behavior.
If Yun Shuning really didn't lie, then she and her uncle should be in a romantic relationship.
Thinking about the expression on her face in the office that day, He Chen leaned back in his chair tiredly.
A person's eyes will not lie. She really loves him. For him, she even wants to fight against the unknown.
In that case, he should call her: Little Aunt?
He took out his cell phone with a serious look on his face and called her: "It's me."
During these two days, Yun Shuning has written down all the information about He Yan's preferences revealed in the book.
He also created a love story that was as meticulous as possible based on the two people's personalities.
"Mr. He." She picked up her cell phone, tuned into the voice that she had found in the past two days to suit her identity, and spoke without any ups and downs.
A long time ago, she knew how well she could control her voice. In addition, the original owner had very good voice conditions. After training, she combined her control of voice with the original owner's voice. Sometimes, she herself was amazed by this voice.
He Chen stood there in a daze as he listened to the voice coming from the phone.
Was Yun Shuning’s voice before so... nice?
"Do you have time today?" After coming back to his senses, he spoke softly, and his voice became a little more polite and respectful than before.
If she is really his uncle's lover, then he should treat her as a half-elder.
"Yes." Yun Shuning listened to the voice coming from the phone and spoke lightly.
She knew that He Chen would definitely come to her. Whether it was to verify the information or to prove his innocence, she needed to be present in person.
So, she has been preparing for this for the past two days.
He Chen listened to her answer and seemed to be choked: "Don't you want to ask why I'm looking for you?"
"Do you think you need it?"
Listening to her answer, his eyes wandered and the hand holding the phone subconsciously exerted force.
Her answers before had been unusually brief, and he could only tell that her voice was pleasant, but when the number of words increased, he suddenly realized the power of her voice.
It is light, ethereal, and gentle, and carries with it a sadness that seems engraved in the bones.
"Some information about my uncle's disappearance." He Chen paused and said softly, "Do you want to take a look?"
He was indeed the biggest beneficiary of He Yan's disappearance. He was also subject to strict investigation by the police and was finally proven innocent.
As for the relevant information, it is all recorded here.
"Okay." Yun Shuning said softly, with a slight tremor in his voice.
"My uncle doesn't like people going into his private area." He Chen paused after hearing her answer, and a sigh came into his voice that he himself didn't even notice. "But if it's someone he knows, there shouldn't be any problem."
"Miss Yun, if you don't mind, let's meet at my uncle's villa."
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Yun Shuning looked indifferently at the unfamiliar face in the mirror. It was a gorgeous face with slightly upturned eyes. Obviously, it was somewhat charming, but it was completely suppressed by the coldness in the eyes, showing a contradictory harmony.
The person in the mirror did not move, but his eyes became deep and complicated in an instant, and his body was in a tense state.
She is really glad that she has been improving her acting skills and not missing any acting opportunity.
Otherwise, she would have been sent to prison by the male protagonist on the first day she came here.
She and He Chen agreed to meet at 11 o'clock in the morning. Now it was 10 o'clock in the morning and she should get ready.
Yun Shuning opened the wardrobe and picked out a set of clothes that best suited her current mood: a white sweater and a light brown coat. However, it would be very cold to wear these in the middle of winter.
Fortunately, she didn't spend much time outside, otherwise she might not have been able to hold on.
When she arrived at the door of the villa where she had agreed to meet with He Chen, her whole body was frozen stiff and her face could not show any expression.
"Miss Yun." He Chen looked at her thin clothes, turned his eyes away helplessly, and greeted her softly.
Yun Shuning looked at him, the expression on her face became complicated and difficult to discern, but in an instant it returned to calm, as calm as a dead lake, and nothing could stir up any waves in her eyes.
She nodded calmly in response to his greeting.
"Mr. He, can I look at the information now?" She turned her head and looked at the decorations in the living room carefully, as if she wanted to imprint them in her heart.
Even though he had heard her voice on the phone, He Chen was still confused by her voice for a moment.
Her voice was a little distorted over the phone, not as clear as it is now, nor as clear as it is now, making people feel her sadness and helplessness more.
"Miss Yun, you haven't eaten yet, right?" He Chen avoided her question. "It's already noon, let's talk after we finish eating."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone from the kitchen brought out the lunch that had been prepared long ago, and a large table was placed on the dining table.
He watched Yun Shuning turn her head and could already guess what she wanted to ask. Just as he was waiting for a reply, the person on the other side finally spoke:
"Doesn't he dislike having other people at home?"
Hearing this, He Chen completely forgot the long speech he had prepared about eating on time.
He didn't even need to think to know who the 'he' she was talking about was.
He shook his head somewhat embarrassedly. At this moment, he suddenly felt that his suspicion was a bit despicable.
"The bedrooms upstairs are only cleaned every week." He gestured to the people standing at the dining table to go down, and explained, "As for the various places downstairs, people come in from time to time to clean."
He said as he pulled out a chair.
Looking at the person standing aside, stubbornly unwilling to move, he helped her to fill a bowl of soup: "I'll give it to you after lunch."
Yun Shuning watched his actions, feeling a little hesitant: Was He Chen accepting her identity too well?
The doubts and tests she had expected did not happen at all, and his attitude towards her was full of obvious respect.
Is the male protagonist in the novel really so gullible?
This living room looks too simple, with only black and white colors. Even if the heating is turned on high, people still feel a vague chill.
Yun Shuning stabilized his expression, walked slowly to her seat step by step, and sat down: "I hope you can keep your word."
In the first few days after she came into this world, she lived on the bread and instant noodles in the original owner's refrigerator and had never had a good meal.
But when she saw the soup He Chen prepared for her, she had no appetite at all.
The original owner liked coriander and would add it to everything she ate, but she hated coriander and felt like vomiting when she smelled it.
Sitting in the chair, she could clearly smell the scent of coriander in the air.
Seeing her indifferent expression, as if she had no appetite at all, He Chen chuckled: "No appetite?"
Yun Shuning lowered his head and did not answer, but just mechanically took a sip of soup in front of him.
She doesn't need to act at all now. She just needs to suppress her disgust for coriander and act like it tastes like chewing wax.
Just as she was trying to suppress her urge to vomit and was about to take another bite, the voice from the other side made her freeze in place, and a cold sweat instantly broke out on her back.
"Uncle is really picky about food." He Chen looked at Yun Shuning's movements and said lightly, "Even if there is only a little bit of coriander on the table, he won't touch a single bite of the food."
After saying this, he looked at the person sitting in front of him with a gloomy expression.
This was a test, and Yun Shuning defined it immediately.
She maintained her original movement, trying her best to steady her right hand which was trembling slightly due to panic.
The sound of her heartbeat rang in her ears, making her whole body tense.
Does He Yan really not eat coriander, or is He Chen just lying to her?
She didn't dare to gamble. If she took a wrong step, she would not be able to get out of this door today.
What should she do?
Did she cry?
Because the air around him was so quiet, He Chen could clearly hear the sound of water drops falling on the table.
Why is she crying?
He saw the person opposite him raise his head, revealing a pair of eyes that were washed by tears, with clear black and white.
Behind his blank eyes, there was a sense of guilt and regret buried deep in them.
She opened her mouth, as if she had lost her voice, unable to say anything. Finally, she trembled and closed her eyes, covering her thoughts: "I don't know..."
"He…he never told me."
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