A dramatic scene took place at the jewelry industry's largest international trade fair of the year.
The new love of Huo Yan, general manager of a leading domestic enterprise, pushed down the daughter of the boss of another enterprise during an argument. When everyone's condemnation of the new love became increasingly severe and was about to develop to the point of being condemned by thousands of people, it was discovered that everything was directed and acted by the daughter herself.
"Dad, no, listen to my explanation."
Sun Qin pulled Sun Long's arm with tears in her eyes, "Lan Su pushed me, they all saw it!"
On the side, Huo Jingjing and her group realized that their actions were exposed and dared not step forward again.
Sun Long was so angry that his face turned red all the way to his neck. If no one saw it, it would be fine because he could help to smooth things over. But the strange thing was that he saw this scene together with Huo Yan.
"I saw it all, and you're still trying to make excuses!"
He turned around and bowed lightly to Huo Yan: "I'm sorry, Mr. Huo, I will teach her a lesson when I get back! I promise, I promise that this kind of thing will not happen again!"
He thought he could work with Mei Ailiya to make up for the deficit of the previous quarter. Who would have thought that he would hand over the project book one step ahead and then see Sun Qin framing someone else's newlywed wife.
He turned around, glared at Sun Qin, and cursed in a low voice:
"Go back now! Don't embarrass yourself here!"
A crowd of people watched the entire incident. Sun Qin had no room for maneuver and could only run away holding her skirt.
"etc."
He had just taken two steps when he was interrupted by Huo Yan's cold voice. His feet seemed to be glued to the floor and he could no longer move.
The ground was covered with broken glass soaked in expensive champagne. Huo Yan raised his chin, drove the wheelchair to take the glass of champagne from Lan Su's hand, stopped in front of Sun Qin a few steps away, and stared. The frame of his glasses reflected the cold golden light under the crystal.
Without waiting for Sun Qin to say anything, he raised his hand and splashed it on her face.
"ah!"
Sun Qin screamed subconsciously, her delicate makeup was blurred by the wine, and the colorful liquid dripped down her cheeks. She looked at Huo Yan in astonishment, but was almost pierced by the knife-like gaze.
"This is the price you pay for offending my wife."
Not far behind him, Lan Su stood still, his hands clasped in front of him, the nail of his thumb firmly gripping the joint of his index finger.
The memory travels back through the narrow tunnel to the past, vaguely recalling the gunfight in Vietnam.
At that time, the 12-year-old girl was chased all the way because of a set of Zhou Dynasty coins. She ran from a temple along the mountain valley to an abandoned building ruins. Her right hand was broken. In the eyes of the gun-wielding killer behind her, she was like a fish without guns and ammunition.
Listening to the footsteps of the man in black rolling over the gravel and approaching step by step, when he was just separated by a wall, she put the knife to her throat, thinking that ending her own life would be a kind of relief.
But the gunshot was faster than her hand.
Bang! Bang! Several gunshots were heard, and the dull thump of a huge object hitting the ground came from the other side of the wall. There were seven sounds in total, corresponding to the seven men in black.
She put down the knife in disbelief and sat in the stone ruins for half an hour, waiting to make sure those people were dead and not creating a mystery to lure her out.
She ran away.
Running.
For a long time, at least during the more than ten years that she was deceived by the Lan family, she thought that the person who saved her was the eldest daughter Lan Shan.
Later, when he found out it wasn't her, Lan Su was very angry and almost threw Lan Shan down from the second floor on the spot, and had a falling out with the Lan family.
But I don't know who it is.
He just said that he didn't want her to die in a foreign land as a quiet mountain god.
But now, when Huo Yan walked through the crowd of onlookers and stood up for her against all odds and poured the glass of wine on Sun Qin's face, she vaguely felt that the back of Huo Yan sitting in the wheelchair overlapped with the mountain god.
She, Lan Su, also has someone protecting her.
"Next time you encounter something like this, you can take action first."
In the lounge, Huo Yan's coat was washed, and she was only wearing a black shirt, with two buttons undone, her collarbone faintly visible between the fabrics. She was wearing a necklace inside, not jewels, not diamonds, but a simple hemp rope chain, with an ivory plate hanging below, the pattern could not be seen clearly because it was hidden deeper in the shirt.
Huo Yan looked up and found Lan Su's gaze on her chest. She moved her thin lips and warned:
"But that doesn't include staring where you shouldn't be."
Lan Su retracted his gaze, pulled back the words floating on the surface of his brain and listened carefully, and replied:
"I didn't expect that she would suddenly knock over the table."
Huo Yan reminded: "You can put her hand on the glass and wait for the blood to flow out and mix with the champagne. Then she will cry and tell the truth."
This method is indeed Huo Yan's style, and also Lan Su's style in those gray areas, but it is not the style of "Huo's lovely wife".
So, Lan Su continued with her words:
"Then her lawyer will sue me for causing trouble, and you will have to go to the detention center to get me out, and you will have to pay a large sum of bail."
"It's not like I can't afford it." Huo Yan said.
Lan Su bit the mucous membrane inside his mouth, gnawing back and forth with his sharp canine teeth until blood appeared, and then he finally spoke, saying awkwardly:
"Thank you just now."
Huo Yan stared at her. "It's just a piece of cake."
Lan Su spoke for her amid the ridicule of those "disabled people", and in return, she poured a glass of wine for her, returning the favor.
Only those who are protected will want to protect others.
Because of the farce, the organizer and the president of the jewelry association had to personally come out to clean up the mess, apologize, and at the same time implore everyone not to spread the incident tonight and affect the reputation of the entire jewelry industry.
In the end, Lan Su was unable to block the wine for Huo Yan. After the waiter cleaned the wine stains on Huo Yan's coat, he drove the wheelchair downstairs.
"You just established your image of a doting wife, and now you are asked to block the wine. This is unacceptable."
She has ten thousand reasons.
Yes, Huo Yan, who had always regarded marriage as nothing, was labeled as a doting wife after that cocktail party.
It's really a fairy tale.
"elder sister."
At the end of the corridor, a woman in a black dress approached from under the damaged corridor light. Her face finally appeared in the light only after she entered the railing outside the corridor.
It's Lan Xiaoyu.
"How have you been lately?" she asked Lan Su.
Lan Su's heart ached. Although she and Lan Xiaoyu almost fell out when she left the Lan family, they were sisters after all, and blood was thicker than water. Seeing her haggard face, she still couldn't bear it.
"I'm fine. How about you? You don't look very well."
Lan Xiaoyu is even thinner than before. Her 18-year-old face is no longer bright, but instead looks dry and weak.
"I've thought about it too. Is there any solution?"
Lan Su wanted to say something, but when he saw the disgust and accusation in her eyes, he moved his lips but said nothing.
Lan Xiaoyu then complained:
"Dad married me to Lin Jie. How good is it to force someone to marry? Tell me, tell me how good it is to marry someone you don't like?"
Lan Su stared at the face in front of her. This was clearly her biological sister whom she had risked her life to rescue from the sea of fire. Why had she become so unfamiliar?
"At the beginning, you didn't want to marry Huo Yan, so I took it for you. Now marrying Lin Jie is not something I can decide."
Lan Xiaoyu was furious: "If you hadn't told them that Sister Shan and I had an affair, they would never have married me to Lin Jie!"
Lan Su hesitated for a moment, as if a sharp stone was stuck in his tonsils, and explained:
"That night, it was you who went to bed and alarmed the servants downstairs, and it was Lan Shan who threw things when she confronted me and alarmed father. It was not me who complained. Moreover, father knew about it all along."
"It's you!"
Long-term repression and misfortune made Lan Xiaoyu paranoid and irritable, especially when she just witnessed Huo Yan's pampering of Lan Su from beginning to end downstairs. The huge contrast distorted her already jealous heart, and she cursed:
"You were the one who complained! You told dad that I liked Sister Shan! You like her too! Don't think I don't know! You're just afraid that I'll snatch it from you! You want to ruin me and make me marry Lin Jie! For so many years, people have said that I'm the daughter of the Lan family and you're the knife of the Lan family! In fact, you're more scheming than anyone else! You can't stand seeing me doing well! You can't stand seeing Sister Shan liking me! You've always wanted to take revenge on me! You - ah!"
Her eyes blurred and her face was slapped to the side. She belatedly felt the pain spreading from her cheek to her whole body. Lan Xiaoyu turned around in surprise and looked at Lan Su, who had never touched her before.
"You hit me?"
Lan Su's eyes were bloodshot. Even when her hand was cut off and she was on the verge of life and death, she never cried. But at this moment, her eyes were filled with heat as if they were pricked by needles.
"From today on, you are no longer my sister."
She was no longer the one who was dragged out of the sea of fire by her and wandered on the streets sharing the remaining steamed buns with her sister.
Lan Xiaoyu covered her burning cheek, and the emotion in her eyes quickly changed from astonishment to malice:
"Well, if you are ruthless, don't blame me for being ungrateful."
Wiping away tears with the back of his hand, he said viciously:
"If Huo Yan knew that your last name is Su, not Lan, you would just be waiting to die like her first three wives!"
After saying this, he turned around and ran towards the stairs, following them to the first floor, where Huo Yan was in the world of fame and fortune.