C72 (1/2)
Giving the company to Liu Lei for a year was indeed a bit too outrageous.
”Ah Ting, don't you think that Zi Yan is walking around with you? Didn't she need to work for a year? ”She's not you, where did she get the money to play around?”
Liu Lei reminded Zhuo Wei Ting, who had already gone berserk.
”Can't you not shock me?”
Zhuo Wei Ting leaned back. He knew that this past year, he understood everything.
However, he didn't want to think too much about it. There were even times when he saw her, but he was unable to catch up.
It didn't matter if he was useless or weak, he was afraid that his appearance would cause Yan'Er to go further and further away.
Over the past year, he had seen how considerate Gao Jianfeng was towards Yan'er.
From the photos that came from the private investigator, he could tell that the boy from back then really loved Yan'er.
He didn't even dare to say that he loved her more than that boy, he could do it for Zi Yan without any qualms.
On the other hand, he himself was unable to even rely on the most basic of trust. In front of him, he suddenly felt that he was so insignificant.
”I just want you to understand. Counting the time, your son is already more than five years old. Are you still going to continue chasing after him like this?”
Liu Lei sat down beside Zhuo WeiTing.
Love is such a thing, the bystander, the spectator, he just wants Zhuo Weiting to understand, don't mince again.
”According to the information sent over, she's already five years old and eight months old. Yan'er is already twenty-six.”
Zhuo Weitang's nose was a little sour.
That year, when he celebrated Yan'er's birthday, Yan'er was only twenty, and now, Yan'er was already twenty-six years old.
He didn't know if Gao Jianfeng had ever celebrated Yan'er's birthday over the years.
How he wished that the three of them could reunite on Yan Er's next birthday.
”Perhaps what I've said isn't right. If she still doesn't want to see you, then you'd better let go. It's been more than six years, maybe that relationship has already faded away, or maybe her heart has already belonged to someone?”
Liu Lei advised Zhuo Wei Ting.
”Can you keep me confused for a while longer? I have to say it so clearly.”
Zhuo Wei Ting smiled bitterly.
”You're my friend, man, and I don't want you to lose your life because of a woman.”
Because of the company's matters, because of Liu Lei's persuasion, Zhuo Weiting was unable to go to London in the end.
After that day, Liu Lei also officially took his wedding leave.
Actually, he still had to thank Zhuo WeiTing for his marriage, because he was going to marry Zi Yan's elder sister, Song Zihan.
Although that woman was a bit cold and heartless, she was still a good woman.
On the day of the wedding, Liu Lei sent Song Zihan home.
Ever since Song Zihan took over the company, she bought her own apartment and left the Song Family.
”Won't you send me up?”
The car was under the apartment building and Song Zihan got off, but Liu Lei didn't seem to have any intention of getting off.
”No, I'll go and see A-Ting. His mood hasn't been stable recently.”
Even though Liu Lei was a bit tempted, he couldn't overlook a person.
”Send me up, I have some news about Fourth Sister.”
Song Zihan suddenly said to Liu Lei.
After all, they had been together for so many years, Song Zihan had never mentioned his family to Liu Lei.
Liu Lei was stunned for a moment, then decisively drove the car to the parking lot.
”Han, have you contacted your sister during these few years?”
Liu Lei asked the moment they returned to their apartment.
”No, but last year, when my company was in a financial crisis, she lent me some money.”
Song Zihan's face finally revealed a rare smile.
”What?” ”Why didn't you say so?”
Liu Lei was shocked. He didn't know about such a huge matter.
”Why should I tell you that this is the business of our own sisters?”
Song Zihan laughed coldly.
”Do you know where your sister is now?”
Liu Lei grabbed Song Zihan and asked anxiously.
”London, she won't say. We'll only talk by email once in a while.”
As Song Zihan spoke, he pulled Liu Lei to the study room and turned on the computer to open Ziyan's email.
The messages were all very simple. There wasn't even any words of concern in them. There were only two or three sentences in each message.
”Is that all? Didn't you ask where she was? Are you married? Are there any children? ”
Liu Lei got anxious. He pushed Song Zihan away, then sat in front of his computer and started typing.
”Don't be silly. If she wants to say it, she will naturally say it. If she doesn't want to say it, it doesn't matter what you say.”
Song Zihan pulled out the power as he spoke.
”What are you doing?”
The screen went black as Liu Lei spoke in a hurry.
”It's useless for me to say that. I'm her elder sister, and I've lived with her for 13 years. I know her better than you do.”
Song Zihan was very calm. As the eldest young mistress, she also wished for her younger sister to live a happy life for a few years.
In the Song Clan, she had no feelings for anyone except this little sister. She had watched her be born, had watched her suffer and suffer in the Song Clan.
”Song Zihan, can you just help my friend?”
Liu Lei pleaded as he held Zi Han's hand.
”I have an idea, but I don't know if Yan Er will come, but there is one thing I can't write the name of the groom.”
Song Zihan pursed his lips and smiled.
”You mean to send invitations? Are you sure she'll come? ”
Liu Lei was a little excited. If he could really succeed, he could at least let A-Ting see Zi Yan.
”I'm not sure, but this is the only way. I can only try.”
Song Zihan shook his head.
Seeing that Liu Lei was worried about Zhuo Wei Ting, she wanted to help, but she wasn't sure if she could help.
”Fine, give it a try. I'll talk to A-Ting right now.”
Liu Lei happily slapped Song Zihan's face.
”Mm, go ahead. I'm not sure if you'll come or not.”
Song Zihan said again.
”I understand. I hope she can come.”
After Liu Lei left, Song Zihan started to use his computer to make special posters, preparing to send them over via email.
Meanwhile, Liu Lei drove like a madman, wishing for nothing more than to rush to the Zhuo Family.
He could have called, but he wanted to see Zhuo Weiting's excited expression with his own eyes.