"Ten years ago, someone wanted me to die." Su Yiwan said coldly.

Yan Lancang looked at the look in her eyes. He walked to her with coffee and whispered: "The Su family is declining, and now the assets are all in Su Yu's hands."

"My father always suspected that something happened to the Su family was an accident." Yan Lancang said.

There were some things that he didn't want her to say at first, but he found that Su Yiwan was different from others. Her strength and courage, as well as the recent events, all confirm her uniqueness.

Su Yiwan remained silent. She held the water cup hard. When she recalled the scene, her fingertips trembled violently.

"Is there any wine?" Su Yiwan whispered.

Without waiting for him to speak, Su Yiwan walked to the wine rack, picked up a bottle of foreign wine and opened it, poured a glass and drank it all in one gulp. Her arm supported the bar and looked at the night outside through the floor-to-ceiling window.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Su Yiwan suddenly grabbed her shirt. She unbuttoned the buttons, and the clothes slowly fell off to the part of her waist. She looked back at him and laughed softly.

Her eyes were calm, she looked down at her smooth back, and the scar said, "Do you know what this is?"

Su Yiwan glanced at the scar and whispered: "This is the gift someone gave me for the second year I went abroad."

Seeing this, Yan Lancang walked behind her with big strodes, and with the help of the light, he looked at the scars on her back again clearly. The man's slender hands trembled and lifted her top up.

"Do you know who did it?" Yan Lancang said hoarsely.

His hands were around her body, Su Yiwan fell into his arms, Yan Lancang tied her clothes for her, and looked at her with her head raised and stared at her, her apricot eyes were clear.

"There are not many people who think I have died, and the Su family can't accommodate me." Su Yiwan laughed in a low voice.

At that time, she was still a child and was wanted to get rid of her roots and almost died abroad.

After she studied medicine, she could get rid of the scars herself, but she didn't do this. She wanted to keep the scars and kept reminding herself that she could not forget some revenge, but not for a moment.

Su Yiwan turned her head, suddenly reached out and grabbed two bottles of wine, ran out.

"Su Yiwan." Yan Lancang was stunned. Seeing her steadily running out, he hurriedly followed. After Su Yiwan went downstairs, he drove his car and wanted to leave.

"Damn it." Seeing this, the man opened the door of the passenger seat and jumped in.

Her driving skills seemed to be very good. Although she was drunk, she was still very stable. The strong night wind blew her hair. Su Yiwan drove to the suburbs and came to a tomb.

Standing there, squatted down, climbed up on his knees, staring at the photo on the tombstone, and whispered: "I'm back, I want to have a drink with you, but unfortunately you're gone."

Yan Lancang followed her footsteps and saw her holding the tombstone. His hands clenched into fists, standing there guarding but not coming forward to disturb him.

Until Su Yiwan seemed to be drinking a little too much, he strode forward and held her wrist.

"Drinking less, she must be happy to see you come back, but she doesn't want you to drink too much." Yan Lancang said hoarsely.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yiwan's drinking posture paused, staring at him with a squint eyes, and suddenly stood up and rushed towards him. Yan Lancang was rushed back by her and took a step back, and Su Yiwan's thin lips were pressed against.

"Um." Yan Lancang was forcibly blocked by her, and she poured the strong wine into his mouth.

A few drops of wine slipped from the corner of his mouth and dripped on his body, and the fragrance of wine spreads in the air.
Chapter completed!