Damn it!

"Click!"

There was a sound of glass cracking, and then, the glass in Ye Wenming's hand suddenly shattered, pricking his hand.

Suddenly, blood flowed from his right hand.

He held it so hard just now that he broke the cup!

Wen He on the side took a breath, "What are you..."

"It's nothing, I thought of something. Sorry, I lost my temper a little." Ye Wenming said calmly.

His right hand was still bleeding, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all.

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"I originally wanted you to feel happy after meeting Wen He today, but instead it made you very angry." Yi Jinli said.

"No, I'm very happy to see Wen He, Ajin, thank you." Ling still said.

"Didn't Ye Wenming make you angry?" he said.

"I'm angry with Ye Wenming, and it's not because of you. I just feel sorry for Sister Zhuo and Xiaoyan." Ling Yiran said, "Where was he when Sister Zhuo gave birth to her son in prison? But now, he said that he wanted to help

Xiaoyan treatment? Is it ridiculous? That’s his child!”

Ling still talked, swallowing even louder, "His child was born with hearing problems. In order to give her child a hearing aid, Sister Zhuo worked hard from early to late at night, and suffered a lot! A hearing aid worth 200,000 yuan, for Sister Zhuo,

, it’s all so difficult, but 200,000, for him, may be just his meal money!”

Her eyes gradually became moist.

Yi Jinli caressed Ling Yiran's eyes lovingly, "Okay, why are you crying as you talk? If you feel sorry for Zhuo Qianyun and Xiaoyan, then we can help them more in the future."

"Yeah." Ling Yiran nodded, seeming a little embarrassed and said, "Then I'll go to the bathroom to touch up my makeup. You wait for me here."

"I'll go with you." He said.

"No, just wait for me here, it will be soon!"

If he was really waiting for her at the bathroom door, it would probably cause another sensation. After all, many of the big entrepreneurs in today's exhibition knew him!

Ling Yiran walked towards the bathroom, but when he passed a corridor, his steps couldn't help but pause.

On the first floor of the corridor, I saw a tall figure leaning against the wall, looking down at a small silver bracelet in his hand.

That's...Gu Lichen!

Ling Yiran smiled bitterly. What day was it today? It seemed that he had met some people he didn't want to see.

As if he sensed her gaze, Gu Lichen turned his head slightly and looked in her direction with his dark phoenix eyes.

Ling Yiran suddenly stiffened. This feeling inexplicably reminded her of the little boy whose face she couldn't see clearly turning his head and looking towards her in her dream.

Could it be the same person? Could he and the little boy in her dream be the same person?

If so, is her dream really the memory she once lost?
Chapter completed!