Wen Zhiyuan was left at the intersection of the street by Zhuang Ming'an, she stood in the cold wind, looking at the van that drove away in the blink of an eye, full of hatred.

He didn't even leave her a pair of shoes.

Half an hour later, Leng Yiyan received the news and found the place where Wen Zhiyuan was along the way.

From afar, I saw her squatting alone in front of a small shop that had been moved, wearing bloody socks and stepping on the dirty carpet of welcome, very desolate.

Leng Yiyan's pace slowed slightly.

When he found someone, he was not in a hurry.

With a distance of less than fifty meters, Leng Yiyan walked for five minutes.

When his tall figure stood in front of Wen Zhiyuan and blocked the light, she raised her head faintly, and when she saw Leng Yiyan's backlit cheeks, tears welled up in an instant.

"Brother Yan......"

Wen Zhiyuan sprang up and rushed directly into his arms.

She wept bitterly, very sad.

Leng Yiyan grabbed her with a gesture, didn't use much force, only lightly reassured, "Okay, it's okay." ”

"Brother Yan, is it okay for you to take me away, I don't want to be in Licheng anymore, everyone bullies me, and I only have you. You take me away...... Take me away and get out of here forever......"

This time, Wen Zhiyuan was really sad.

Leng Yiyan narrowed his eyes dangerously, and a wicked smile appeared at the corners of his thin lips, "Okay, let's go back to the imperial capital and get married immediately!"

"Really?" Wen Zhiyuan raised his head from his arms with tears in his eyes, looking at the smile on the corner of Leng Yiyan's mouth, inexplicably flustered but didn't know why.

Faced with her inquiry, Leng Yiyan replied calmly, "Really, when did I lie to you?"

Wen Zhiyuan cried and laughed, buried in his arms again, lamenting that he had suffered all the misfortunes, but he still had his company.

Two hours later, Leng Yiyan took Wen Zhiyuan to sort out briefly, and then stepped on the plane back to the imperial capital.

At the same time, after the van drove to the downtown area, Zhuang Ming'an changed to a luxury business car.

He sat in the back seat, his eyes heavy on his face.

For a moment, as if he had made some important decision, he spoke to the driver, "Go to the Licheng Detention Center!"

Go and meet his wonderful sister, and his ......

In the afternoon of the same day, after the news of Wen Zhiyuan's escape was exposed on the Internet, Yan Shiqi was also discharged from the hospital half an hour later.

She and Wen Cheng returned to Linhu Bay, and looked at Xiao Yuan, who was driving, before getting out of the car, "I've worked hard for you these past few days." ”

Xiao Yuan shook his head, "Madame is serious, and she doesn't help much, but Wen Zhiyuan is now notorious, and she won't have a good time in the future." ”

This is probably the celebrity effect.

Wen Zhiyuan is a passerby, but her parents came forward to frame the stars in the circle.

Although Yan Jun took the initiative to admit that this matter had nothing to do with Wen Zhiyuan, if she honored her parents well, how could she make the couple think crookedly.

Wen Zhiyuan's name, after so many revelations and complaints on the Internet, it is impossible to turn over in a short period of time.

Xiao Yuan looked at the figure of Yan Shiqi walking into the villa, and smiled lightly.

Madame has always borrowed a knife to kill, and wisely put herself within the boundaries of safety.

If you go against her, I'm afraid you'll kill yourself.

You know, in today's society, reputation can kill people invisibly.

......

Back at Linhu Bay, Yan Shiqi looked at the time, it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon.

She took advantage of Wen Cheng's visit to the bathroom to call her fourth brother.

This time, it was a bit long, and it was picked up near the end.