"Well, I don\'t need to. It\'s important for you to have a concert."

Make complaints about Ye Huanyan. He saw Li Da Li, and from his anxious face and crazy crazy Tucao, he knew that today\'s secret was running away from everyone, and the concert was really extremely urgent.

"Thank you, thank you, Miss ye, you are a good man," Li Dali\'s eyes changed, and his eyes toward ye Huanyan softened a lot.

"What about your shoes?"

Su Nianhua worries about ye Huanyan\'s shoes.

Li Dali took a deep breath. "There are so many group dances in your concert. I\'ll help you borrow a pair."

Su Nianhua looks at ye Huanyan and seems to be asking for her advice.

Time is really running out. If he doesn\'t go to the scene, the organizer will be in a hurry.

"Let\'s go with Miss Ye. Now all the fans are following us. We can\'t guarantee that we can\'t get off anywhere and meet with fans. It\'s better to come to the concert together and I\'ll leave you a place in the infield."

Li Dali looks at ye Huanyan imploringly.

If Miss Ye doesn\'t go, I don\'t know what will happen to the concert tonight.

"I..." ye Huanyan was a little tangled in her heart. She looked down at her bare left foot and said with a bitter smile, "I have no problem."

It\'s obviously hard to ride a tiger.

The concert was full of people. A video of the reporter chasing Su Nianhua near the revolving restaurant has spread rapidly on the Internet, setting off a round of discussions about the women around Su Nianhua.

In the suite of Shanghai International Hotel, Ling Han just came out of the bath and turned on the TV. He saw a gossip news broadcast. His eyes were slightly attracted. At this time, his mobile phone rang.

"Hello?" The heavy sound sounded in the room. The white towel was on the shoulder, and the bony finger touched the remote control to turn down the TV.

"Mr. Ling, we have news about the last investigation."

The sound of trees on the phone is dignified.

"What do you say?"

"It has been confirmed that Mrs. Ling\'s death in a car accident was not an accident, but a man-made accident."

“……”

"The driver who caused the accident is a distant cousin of the Ye family. It took a long time to find out. When her daughter was ill and the operation cost was too high, she went to ask Jiang Meilan, but there was no one in the Ye family. At first, Jiang Meilan didn\'t help him, but later someone saw Jiang Meilan go to the accident department."

"Who saw it?" Ling Han\'s face turned pale against the yellow light,

"I just contacted the driver\'s ex-wife yesterday and showed her a picture of Jiang Meilan. She said that she had seen her once at home."

“……”

"It was also found in the bank records that Jiang Meilan gave the driver a large sum of money and sent his daughter to the hospital for treatment. The day of the operation was the day of your mother\'s car accident."

“……”

"Later, the operation failed, and the driver found Jiang Meilan, but Jiang Meilan moved home with her daughter. He didn\'t have contact information. Later, he got drunk, and his wife ran away with others. Now she\'s living a very poor life, and she\'s going to lose her heart when she mentions her."

“……”

"Mr. Ling, do you need any other evidence?"

“……”

"General manager Ling?"

At the end of the phone, arbor stares at the screen of his mobile phone. He doesn\'t know when the phone has been hung up. He frowns and thinks of what will happen, but his eyes are full of guilt.

In the hotel suite, the picture on the TV flashes. The host of the gossip program is broadcasting the daily news. The picture turns to the downstairs of the revolving restaurant on the edge of the Hujiang river. The man pulls a woman with white clothes on her head and runs under the chase of the crowd. At the end of the picture, the picture stops in the arms of a princess.

"The famous singer Su Nianhua is holding a concert in Shanghai today, and the fans gathered in Shanghai find that Su Nianhua himself dated a woman before the concert. It\'s very ambiguous to see them communicate with each other. I don\'t know whether the fans and passers-by still have to be denied this time."

The voice of the hostess is a little sharp. Although the volume is the lowest, it is still too harsh in the quiet room at the moment, as if every word is poked out by a needle.

There is a pair of eyes, full of cold, is watching the content of the picture.

One hand clenched the mobile phone, the blue veins on the back of the hand burst, and the next second,

"Pa" sound, the black mobile phone hit the TV screen, the mobile phone suddenly split, mixed with the light on the TV screen, in the dark crazy flashing twice, as if dying, and finally with the TV together, lost the light, completely in the dark.

The culprit is supporting the corner of the table. The shaking force makes the whole table shake slightly. There is only heavy breathing in the air.

At the concert, the cheers were thunderous, and the pink fluorescent sticks merged into a sea of flowers.

Ye Huanyan sat under the stage, waving a fluorescent stick with the fans in the surrounding VIP area, and finally ushered in the sound of blasting music. The figures on the elevator drove thousands of fans to the carnival.

Although Su Nianhua\'s song ye Huanyan has never heard of, the appeal of her fans is limitless. She blooms her most sincere smile and sends encouragement to the figure on the stage. Three hours of singing and dancing, the perfect performance of each song makes fans crazy. During an audience interaction, the spotlight in the audience area flickered, and all fans stood up from their seats and waved desperately, hoping that the spotlight and camera could be aimed at their own position, as if expecting God\'s blessing. Backstage, Li Dali looked at the audience from a distance, his eyes flashed a bit meaningful, while looking at the location of the camera on the big screen, he whispered to the headset, "camera, light up, hit the VIP area three rows of six women with long hair in beige coat."“ "Pa..." a stage blasting sound effect, the smoke slowly exposed ye Huanyan\'s face, in a piece of envy, envy, hate eyes, ye Huanyan slightly a Leng, looked up at the big screen, can\'t believe pointed to his nose“ OK, that\'s the beautiful lady On the stage is a famous male host in Shanghai, who smiles politely in the direction of Ye Huanyan, "light, please dim the light a little, don\'t scare our beautiful fans, thank you!" Su Nianhua stands beside the host and looks at ye Huanyan. There is a little surprise in his eyes. The light from the corner of his eye sweeps Li Dali\'s position on the left side of the stage. He sees Li Dali gesticulating to him to cheer him on“ So here is the private interaction time between this fan and Huage! This fan should seize the opportunity The microphone was passed from the front row to ye Huanyan\'s hand. When so many people looked at her, she was a little nervous, and the sweat in her palm slightly wetted the microphone“ Chorus "," hug "," ah ah... "Fans on the stage are frantically shouting their inner demands, but ye Huanyan is at a loss. On the stage, Su Nianhua\'s fierce eyes glanced at Li Dali\'s position without any trace. Then he lowered his head and helped the microphone on his cheek. He looked up with a smile and said, "it\'s better to have a sincere talk." This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.