The Revenge
C1
The clock on the wall pointed to twelve o'clock, and the light rain outside the window never stopped.
The woman in the black lace dress would occasionally look at the clock on the wall. It was hard to conceal the haggard look on her carefully dressed face.
Ji Linran was someone she had seen grow up, she had never seen Ji Linran feel so wronged before, she felt sorry for him but she could do nothing about it.
"Miss, just listen to me. Young Master Yan …"
"Aunt Lin, I know what I'm doing. You go rest first, it's getting late."
Ji Linran interrupted Aunt Lin, afraid that if Aunt Lin were to continue speaking, she would lose control of her emotions.
Seeing Ji Linran's expression, Aunt Lin sighed. In the end, she did not continue speaking and turned to return to her room.
Perhaps Miss Yan knows Young Master Yan's relationship best.
Ji Linran was the only one left in the hall. Looking at the table that was hot and cold, Ji Linran laughed lightly.
He casually picked up the phone on the table and found the line for 'husband' in his contact list. He hesitated for a long time before pressing it.
The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up.
"Hello, who is this?"
Even through the phone, Ji Linran could imagine the other party's enchanting figure.
This wasn't the first time this had happened to Ji Linran, but she still felt an inexplicable pain in her heart every time.
This was the man he loved the most. The number of women who had crawled into his bed all these years was impossible to count, and she was never one of them.
"I'm looking for Di Shaoyan."
Ji Linran said softly. Her empty hand fiercely clenched her own palm, as if this was the only way to restrain herself.
"Young Master Yan is so tired that he's sleeping. If there's anything you need to tell me, I'll help you pass on the message when he wakes up."
The other party's tone was filled with provocation. With a man tiring to death by her side, she indeed had the qualifications to be arrogant, not to mention that the person was Di Shaoyan.
"Listen, please tell him that if he does not return home in an hour, all cooperation between the Ji Clan and the Di Clan will come to an end!"
Ji Linran tried her best to make her voice sound more forceful, but the tip of her fingers that was holding onto the phone had already turned white.
How ironic, between the two of them, she could only use this method to call the man back.
Just as she was about to hang up, a cold voice suddenly sounded out.
"Ji Linran, you did a good job!" This voice was bone-chilling cold.
"Di Shaoyan, do you really not know whether I'm good or not?"
She had to insist, even though she was already in tears inside, and she didn't want to show weakness in front of this man. These two years, she had already endured enough!
"Hur hur."
The man sneered and hung up the phone.
The woman in the black lace dress would occasionally look at the clock on the wall. It was hard to conceal the haggard look on her carefully dressed face.
Ji Linran was someone she had seen grow up, she had never seen Ji Linran feel so wronged before, she felt sorry for him but she could do nothing about it.
"Miss, just listen to me. Young Master Yan …"
"Aunt Lin, I know what I'm doing. You go rest first, it's getting late."
Ji Linran interrupted Aunt Lin, afraid that if Aunt Lin were to continue speaking, she would lose control of her emotions.
Seeing Ji Linran's expression, Aunt Lin sighed. In the end, she did not continue speaking and turned to return to her room.
Perhaps Miss Yan knows Young Master Yan's relationship best.
Ji Linran was the only one left in the hall. Looking at the table that was hot and cold, Ji Linran laughed lightly.
He casually picked up the phone on the table and found the line for 'husband' in his contact list. He hesitated for a long time before pressing it.
The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up.
"Hello, who is this?"
Even through the phone, Ji Linran could imagine the other party's enchanting figure.
This wasn't the first time this had happened to Ji Linran, but she still felt an inexplicable pain in her heart every time.
This was the man he loved the most. The number of women who had crawled into his bed all these years was impossible to count, and she was never one of them.
"I'm looking for Di Shaoyan."
Ji Linran said softly. Her empty hand fiercely clenched her own palm, as if this was the only way to restrain herself.
"Young Master Yan is so tired that he's sleeping. If there's anything you need to tell me, I'll help you pass on the message when he wakes up."
The other party's tone was filled with provocation. With a man tiring to death by her side, she indeed had the qualifications to be arrogant, not to mention that the person was Di Shaoyan.
"Listen, please tell him that if he does not return home in an hour, all cooperation between the Ji Clan and the Di Clan will come to an end!"
Ji Linran tried her best to make her voice sound more forceful, but the tip of her fingers that was holding onto the phone had already turned white.
How ironic, between the two of them, she could only use this method to call the man back.
Just as she was about to hang up, a cold voice suddenly sounded out.
"Ji Linran, you did a good job!" This voice was bone-chilling cold.
"Di Shaoyan, do you really not know whether I'm good or not?"
She had to insist, even though she was already in tears inside, and she didn't want to show weakness in front of this man. These two years, she had already endured enough!
"Hur hur."
The man sneered and hung up the phone.