For two consecutive days, Huang Dehan did not go home.
Riemann called him, but he didn't answer.
In a fit of anger, Riemann went directly to the company to find him.
"I'm sorry, there is no such person as Huang Dehan in our company."
Li Man was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "Excuse me, can you help me check again, Huang Dehan, his name is Huang Dehan, and he has been doing this for many years."
The lady at the front desk still replied: "I'm really sorry, there is really no such person in our company."
"Thanks!"
Riemann stopped pestering and left in a daze.
Her mind was in a mess. Huang Dehan no longer worked here? But he changed jobs and didn't tell her about it?
What kind of person has she been living with all these years?
What else is he hiding from me?
The more Riemann thought about it, the more anxious he became.
Unable to find Huang Dehan, Li Man decided to go look for Saner.
When Li Man watched the dashcam, she found that Huang Dehan always picked up San'er at the same place, and she suspected that San'er worked nearby.
Li Man came to the place where Huang Dehan often picked up Saner.
She found a window seat in a nearby milk tea shop. Sitting there, she could clearly see the situation on the roadside.
There is a commercial center nearby with many office buildings.
She drank milk tea while keeping an eye on the situation on the roadside.
Riemann sat there from noon to afternoon, and finally saw San'er walking out gracefully from the building opposite.
Li Man hurried out of the milk tea shop and stood in front of San'er.
When San'er saw Riemann, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but it was fleeting, and then he regained his composure.
Li Man stared at San'er closely. From San'er's reaction when he saw her, Li Man knew that San'er knew her.
"Let's talk?" Riemann spoke first.
San'er looked arrogant, raised his chin slightly and said, "I don't know you, who are you?"
Li Man sneered, "Stop pretending. Are all mistresses so good at pretending?"
San'er's face was filled with anger, and he cursed loudly: "Are you sick? Keep your mouth shut. Who is the mistress? Your mother is the mistress!"
Riemann looked at San'er coldly. He didn't expect that although San'er looked so elegant, the words he said were so heavy-handed.
"Your name is Zhao Yalin, right? I know you live in Room 1003, Unit 2, Building 12, Tianze Lakeside Community. I know exactly how many years you and Huang Dehan have been together and what you have done. So, stop pretending. There's no point in pretending." Li Man looked at San'er with a squint, as if she knew everything.
San'er was immediately intimidated by Riemann because Riemann could tell her address.
San'er's face changed, and after struggling for a while, he said, "What do you want?"
"Are you admitting this?"
San'er was furious: "What do I admit? If you have something to say, just say it. I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here!"
"Please tell Huang Dehan to bring the property certificate home, otherwise, I will file for divorce. I have all the evidence that you are together. Don't think that I can't find evidence just because he transferred the marital property. I have all the evidence here!" Li Man wanted to deceive them. She wanted to turn the passive situation into the active one and see what Huang Dehan would do next.
Now that the relationship has been exposed, there is no need to hide it anymore.
Just then, a car stopped beside them.
Huang Dehan got out of the car quickly. When he saw Li Man appear here, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He quickly protected San'er behind him and asked vigilantly: "Why are you here? What do you want to do to her?"
Although she was mentally prepared, Riemann's heart ached uncontrollably when she saw the man she had loved for sixteen years protecting another woman like this.
"What can I do to her? If you feel so sorry for her, why didn't you tell me earlier? I'm not unreasonable. If you want to be together, I will help you. Why do you have to do it secretly behind my back? Is it fun?" Riemann said coldly.
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