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"Chairman, you …"

After a long while, Fang Qingchuan finally responded. Her hands gripped the rim of the bowl tightly, the veins popping from the back of her hand.

"Director Fang, if you don't want to say it, then forget it …"

Lin Ange saw the change in her expression and knew that she had probably poked a hole in her heart. He couldn't bear to see this scene unfold.

"Chairman, Young Master He Lan is a very good person …"

Fang Qingchuan looked at Lin Ange as she curled the corners of her lips into a faint smile. Her voice was trembling slightly.

"Yes."

Lin Ange replied softly.

"He is also a very upright person. All those years ago, it was all because of Lin Yifei. "That's why he went to prison …"

Fang Qingchuan's eyes slowly brightened.

"I know."

Lin Angemei blinked her long eyelashes like a comb, and the corner of her eyes turned moist.

"Director Fang, I just don't understand. Why didn't Little Uncle defend himself that year and agreed to it instead?"

"He …"

Fang Qingchuan looked like she wanted to say something, but she hesitated and tilted her head. The fruit plate in her hand was about to be crushed.

"Director Fang, you know the reason, right?"

That year, when Helan Xi was framed by Lin Yifei, he had the chance to justify himself. But he didn't do anything. He didn't even want a lawyer. He went to jail.

This wait lasted a full five years.

He had spent the best five years of his life inside that tall wall's electric net.

Helan Xi was a wise man. If he insisted on making a complaint, he would find evidence to prove himself. But he didn't …

Lin Ange couldn't figure it out. Why?

"I don't know why he did it either."

Fang Qingchuan lowered her head, her elegant gaze landing on the fruit bowl. The lake in his heart churned, his chest brimming with a strong sense of bitterness.

"Director Fang …"

Seeing her like this, Lin Ange obviously knew something.

She didn't want to say it, and she couldn't force it.

"It's fine. There's still a week left anyway, and I, Little Uncle, am about to come out. I'll ask him then. "

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingchuan's slightly lustful gaze flickered for a moment.

"Chairman, if... I mean, if young master He Lan doesn't want to come back, what will you do? "

"Hmm?"

Lin Ange was momentarily stunned. Her clear eyes were filled with deep doubt.

"Director Fang, what do you mean? I, Little Uncle... Did he say anything to you? "

"I... I don't mean anything. "It's a hypothesis..."

Fang Qingchuan's heart leaped into her throat as she hurriedly raised her head to look at Lin Ange.

"This assumption should not be true. Reorganization of the 'Heavenly Power' group is Little Uncle's goal. "

Lin Ange smiled affirmatively.

In her heart, however, she was not confident. Fang Qingchuan's words were like a warning bell to her.

Fang Qingchuan was a strict and prudent person, so she wouldn't say such words for no reason. She was afraid that she had secretly contacted Little Uncle, so what did Little Uncle reveal to her?

"Yes."

Fang Qingchuan raised her eyebrows and smiled.

Behind her smile was a deep sense of sadness.

"When I, Little Uncle, come out, I can have a complete rest."

Lin Ange was also a very intelligent person, so she didn't press Fang Qingchuan for an explanation. Instead, she pretended to be relaxed.

"Chairman, even if Young Master He Lan returns, he will need you." You also have a share in Heavenly Power 'group. "

Fang Qingchuan placed the fruit bowl on the bedside table.

"Didn't we have you?"

A mocking smile flashed across Lin Ange's eyes.

Fang Qingchuan's face reddened as she pursed her lips and smiled embarrassedly.

Lu Yiyao pushed open the door and came in. In his hand was a paper bag, and the LOGO on it was very eye-catching.

Top luxury brands in the world.

"Chairman, have a good rest. I'll go back to the company first."

"Alright."

Lin Ange smiled faintly.

"Director Fang, thank you for your hard work."

"Of course."

Fang Qingchuan responded with a smile. She stood up and nodded to Lu Yiyao, who was walking over.

"Director Lu …"

"Mm …"

Lu Yiyao pursed his cold lips.

Fang Qingchuan turned around and left.

When she reached the door of the ward, she patted her aching chest. After standing there for a minute and calming himself down, he walked towards the elevator.

"An An, which one do you like?"

Lu Yiyao walked to the bedside and took out the hats one by one.

Lin Ange looked at the different styles and different hats. She frowned slightly and said in a low voice.

"Why did you buy so much?"

"Many?"

Lu Yiyao picked up one and turned it around with his fingers. The fresh color was very comfortable to look at.

"This looks good …"

"Then I'll bring this today."

"Alright."

Lu Yiyao kept the rest.

After finishing his work, he checked the plate on the bedside table and saw that all the apples had been eaten. He lowered his head and kissed Lin Angejie's forehead.

"Good girl."

"…"

Lin Ange secretly laughed in her heart. Luckily, he had let Fang Qingchuan finish the rest.

"Hubby, there's something I want to tell you."

"What is it?"

Lu Yiyao sat on the chair in front of the bed and tucked her in. In between his brows, there was only love.

"Xu Jianan …"

Lin Ange's pretty face turned serious. She whispered a name with her cherry-like lips.

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao responded indifferently. His stern face was expressionless.

"I've taken her to Second Police Station."

Lin Ange looked at him with a slight crease in her forehead.

"You're going to expose her?"

Lu Yiyao lowered his eyes and asked in a light tone.

"I don't have any plans yet."

"Are you worried about Ye Xiaochen?"

"You already knew that Ye Weilan was Xu Jianan, right?"

Lin Ange looked at him without blinking, a faint sour feeling rising from her chest.

After all, Xu Jianan and Lu Yiyao had told him stories and stories, and Xu Jianan's love and adoration for Lu Yiyao was very, very deep. Even if she wasn't a petty woman, she was still a bit of a glutton in her heart.1

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao did not deny it.

"Do you have a plan?"

Lin Ange blurted out.

"Yes."

Lu Yiyao's expression finally showed a trace of change as his deep eyes became a little colder.

"Can't tell me?"

Lin Ange frowned, her tone rising slightly.

"An An, it's not that I can't tell you, but that I don't want you to worry about it."

Lu Yiyao held her soft and soft hand and said gently.

"But if that's the case, I'm afraid I'll disrupt your plans …"

Lin Ange's voice was even lower.

"Don't worry."

Lu Yiyao brought her small hand to his lips. Ye Zichen kissed her and said.

"An An, at any time, you don't have to worry about others. Just follow your own plan."

"But …"

A trace of unease appeared in the depths of Lin Ange's eyes.

"No buts."

Lu Yiyao looked at her, his unfathomable black pupils exuding a doting glow.

His words caused Lin Ange's heart to tremble. He had always been this' used 'to himself.

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