Chapter 133 (2/2)
Ye Huanyan
It's ye Huanyan
She looked around the room in disbelief, and found many pictures on the desk, or group photos, or single photos of girls, all of which proved to her that the owner of the room.
It's the girl in the picture.
What's the relationship between her and Ling Han?
A terrible thought flashed from Sheng Enron's mind, and she shook her head abruptly,
”No way.”
I've never heard of Ling Han's sister, and ye Huanyan's surname is ye
Holding the corner of the table, she stood still and looked at the picture of the whole family. Her mood gradually calmed down.
With a click, a photo was saved in her mobile phone.
”Sister Xu, help me to check the relationship between the four people in this picture. Remember to check it quietly, and don't let too many people know.”
Hang up the phone, she looked around the room again, face gloomy.
He was willing to give her the whole villa to decorate at will, but the whole room was locked and told everyone not to move. What did he want to hide? Or do you want to save something?
The words of arbor ring in my ears again,
Everyone has a piece of white moonlight in his heart.
So this place, this room, everything here, is his moonlight?
Sheng Enron's eyes gradually became cold as he stared at the photo.
No matter what you are, she is never afraid to fight head-on.
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The charity dinner hosted by fashion was held on Saturday evening,
The invited artists are all well-known artists in the circle,
When ye Huanyan took Ling Han's arm to attend the dinner party, Su Mang, standing at the door, blinked at ye Huanyan with a meaningful look in his eyes. He seemed quite satisfied with the result.
But ye Huanyan is a little nervous. After all, until half an hour ago, she didn't know that she was going to be brought to the dinner by Ling Han.
Two hours ago, Qiaomu suddenly took her out of the alternative venue that might be reserved for the entertainment annual meeting and directly took her to the beauty salon. A group of makeup artists and costume designers were around her, changing clothes, making up and doing hair. They were busy for more than an hour,
In this hurry, she didn't even have a chance to ask arbor what she was doing. Finally, it was jammed into a longer Bentley at the door. Until I see Linghan. Wine red suit, with a black sweater with a half high collar and waxy hair combed meticulously, sat in a spacious seat and looked at her without expression. Her face froze. ”Where is this going?”“ Sumang's charity dinner. ” A cold word thrown over, as if to take her for granted“ Shall I go with you? ”“ Otherwise? Can you dress like this, be a driver or a bodyguard? ” Ling Han is a little impatient. She is slightly stunned and asks in a low voice, ”why take me?” Ling Han's eyes slightly a Zheng, slant to head to go, light way, ”Enron leg hurt.” Seeing that she was silent, Ling Han turned his head. His cold eyes glided over her. He saw her face suddenly stiff. His mouth was filled with a touch of playful radian. ”If it wasn't for Enron's injury, do you think you could attend such an occasion?” Ye Huanyan lowered her head and pursed her lips, already regretting what she had just asked. Knowing that he was such a man, he still handed the knife to him and let him poke it in his chest. I may be really out of my mind. Her dim look fell in Ling Han's eyes. She didn't know whether it was the problem of makeup or the reason. Compared with some time ago, she was obviously thinner, and her chin was more and more sharp. Ling Han frowned and looked displeased. ”Didn't the company give you enough money to eat? It's as thin as a bamboo pole. No matter how expensive your clothes are, you can't support it. ” Ling Han's words are misunderstood by a normal woman, and ye Huanyan is no exception. After hearing the words, she clenched her fingers and immediately thought of Sheng Enron's proud figure, which is known as the beautiful girl with nine heads and body in Asia. Her face became more and more dim. This novel has been translated byand if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.