The recording with Jiang Lihuan feels much better than Ji Baian's big iceberg - he will take the initiative to start the topic and answer the jokes, and at the same time, he fully demonstrates his gentlemanly demeanor in every move.

For example, before leaving, he did not make his own decision, but solicited Chen Yan's opinion: "Where do you think we are good at going?"

Chen Yan thought for a while and said, "What do you think of Little India?"

Jiang Lihuan smiled and said, "Okay, I've always wanted to go before."

Little India is a gathering place for the Indian ethnic group in Singapore. It has obvious exotic styles and characteristics. Colorful lights and decorations can be seen everywhere on the streets, and people also play music and sing with ethnic instruments.

Chen Yan was very curious about all this, and he touched here and there from time to time. The two also took photos of funny tourists for each other.

This feeling seems to be back when they were friends before, making people feel that the distance is just right and they are comfortable to get along.

When going to India, you must have curry. So the two of them found an internet celebrity restaurant and prepared to eat broadcasts.

As soon as the dish was finished, a girl heard a shouting: "Hey, see if that is Jiang Lihuan!"

Someone next to him said, "Is there a smoke across from him?"

"What are they doing? Are they on a date?"

There are many Chinese in Singapore. This stone has caused a lot of waves, and more and more people are coming to see what they are.

The assistant said on the side: "We are recording the show, please don't squeeze in, okay?"

The restaurant was filled with people, and not many people heard her words, but more and more people rushed over.

Chen Yan's heart sank, and his eyes signaled Jiang Lihuan. The other party instantly understood what she meant and stood up suddenly for a few seconds.

"Run!"

Fortunately, they both had experience, so the two of them flexibly ran around the crowd and quickly ran out of the restaurant.

There was a melon-eating crowd behind him who responded quickly, Jiang Lihuan pulled Chen Yan and turned left and right in the alley, and soon got rid of the group of people.

The follower's teacher was gone, and the two stopped in a corner where there were few people and gasped slightly.

Chen Yan found that Jiang Lihuan's hand was still holding his wrist, so he quickly pulled it out and smiled and said, "It's so dangerous."

After waiting for a long time, no one spoke, she raised her head in surprise: "Li Huan?"

There was a complex gaze in his eyes that had not been cleaned up yet. He was caught and simply stopped hiding it and let the undercurrent tide surging in his eyes.

Jiang Lihuan turned off his and Shen Yan's mai, stared at her and said, "Xiaoyan, I have something to say to you."

Chen Yan's heart skipped a beat and he said, "We'd better contact Teacher Yang and the others as soon as possible. They must be anxious if they can't find us."

Jiang Lihuan held down her hand that she wanted to take the phone and took a step forward, her eyes dark.

The plot is not good.

Judging from his appearance, I thought he was going to say something, so Chen Yan said helplessly: "Tell me."

"Xiaoyan," Jiang Lihuan's voice was a little depressed, "You told me before, you need to calm down and let me give you time..."

As soon as he heard him say these words, Chen Yan understood that his performance a few days ago was not because he had figured it out and let it go, but because he waited for himself to calm down and change his mind.

He looked down at her, his voice hoarse, "Xiaoyan, I just want to know when will you be able to come back?"

The smell of the person in front of her was completely different from that man, and she would no longer give her peace of mind.

Chen Yan reached out and pushed him, sighed and said, "Li Huan, I can't go back."

The man's face turned pale quickly, but she seemed to be not heartless enough, and raised her head and said, "We will never go back."

"Why?!"

Jiang Lihuan held her shoulders and was a little excited. There was an indescribable sadness in his expression: "Xiaoyan, did I do something wrong? You knew that I didn't intend it..."

Chen Yan opened his mouth and said softly for a while: "It's not your fault..."

"Then why don't you want me?"

There was real pain in his eyes: "I really...I have never forgotten you. Believe me, let's go back, let's go back!"

In the quiet corner, both of them breathed a little rapid.

Chen Yan's back was completely against the wall, his body was wrapped in his breath, and a low plead fell in his ear.

"Let's go back, okay?"

In a world, the breath of smoke slowly calmed down and the heartbeat became regular. Many flashes of flashes flashed through my mind, like a nostalgic movie.

She slowly spoke: "I'm in love with someone else."

All the man's movements were frozen in the air, as if he was disbelief, and he suddenly looked down at her.

Chen Yan bent his lips and pursed his lips and repeated: "Jiang Lihuan, I'm in love with someone else."

The director was really worried about losing contact with the guests in a foreign country. Just as he was about to call to ask about the situation, he heard the deputy director come over and whisper: "The person has been found."

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Is it okay for you?"

"It's okay." Deputy Director said: "Both of them look a little tired, but it's nothing serious. They are continuing to record now."

"That's good."

Finally, after recording the "food broadcast", Chen Yan did not need to participate in the evaluation process, so he said hello to everyone and left first.

Since she learned about Jiang Lihuan’s thoughts, she felt that staying for an extra second was a torment.

Xiao Su poured her a glass of water in the car and said with a smile: "The catering cart for Teacher Shen tonight has been delivered. When will we prepare to go there?"

Chen Yan had contacted the food truck before and made an appointment with Shen Jinchu to go to see his night show in the evening. Hearing this, "I'll go home and get some things, and then go."

"Tsk tsk," Xiao Su shook her head aside: "It's so urgent that she won't eat dinner anymore. It's like a day without seeing each other."

Chen Yan looked out the window: "I'm eating too much today, okay?"

Xiao Su: "Hehe, I understand, don't say it, I understand it."

Chen Yan: "…Shut up."

The car quickly drove into the traffic like a dragon. She looked at the gradually sinking night and began to think about another problem, a problem she had overlooked.

How could Jiang Lihuan suddenly know about the photo two years ago? Who told him?

...

The home Chen Yan mentioned was Shen Jianan's residence in Singapore. In order to save money from two hotels, he temporarily stayed there in the past two days.

When I was receiving gifts from fans at the airport, my original intention, with some trust from me, asked her to pass the letter she wrote to her "brother".

She went back to get the letter.

The house is a duplex, which is a bit old. When the smoke first arrived, it was dusty. I cleaned it before moving in.

Chen Yan returned to his room, opened his suitcase, and searched for a while but couldn't find the letter he had placed before.

She had no luggage rack in her own room, so she pushed the box halfway to another spacious room and wanted to search it carefully.

Just as I spread the box flat, Chen Yan caught a huge photo on the wall at the head of the bed, and suddenly stopped-

Marriage memorial photo.

The first thing I saw was Shen Jianan's face. A faint smile appeared on his face that was not always visible.

Chen Yan trembled slightly and turned his gaze to the woman next to him - the one with agile eyes and a clever smile in the man's arms, her mother.

"Mother……"

The smoke whispered, and hot steam gathered rapidly in his eyes.

For ten years, her mother's face almost blurred in her mind and became an unconcrete face.

She couldn't help but walk over, raised her hand and trembled to touch the already dusty photo. A tear fell and wet the bed.

Chen Yan hurriedly wiped his tears, remembering that this was not the time to be sad - she had to find a letter quickly, Xiao Su and the others were still waiting for her downstairs.

With a casual look on his eyes, Chen Yan suddenly found a letter on the bedside table.

The envelope contains four words "Shen Jianan Shuo" with a strong pen. The seal is a very irregular crack, which seems to have been torn hard by someone.

Her heart thumped, and she picked it up by a silence, and took out the yellowed letter paper.

【Shen Jianan:

You disappointed me so much that I can be so cruel! Five hundred million is indeed not a small amount, but you can actually ignore Xiaoyan's life for money?! My sister suffers from a heart disease. Don't think that I didn't know that she passed away because she heard that Xiaoyan was kidnapped too much. If I weren't afraid that the two elders would not accept it, I would never have concealed this matter for you! Even if you rescue Xiaoyan later, what's the use! My sister is already dead! You are a bird and a beast, from now on, I will be willing to treat you as a brother-in-law without you, and never interact with each other!]

The person who wrote the letter was an uncle who had already immigrated abroad. She had not seen him for many years.

Chen Yan's face turned pale every time he read a line - those words burning with rage were like demon nightmare, showing a hideous face to her.

What is my uncle talking about? Why can’t she understand it no matter how hard she is!

Didn’t Shen Jianan say that his mother died in a plane crash? How could it be related to her kidnapped back then!

And... 500 million?!

She felt her heart beneath her hands, almost unable to breathe. It turned out that when she was locked in a dark and gloomy room, she was so scared that she wanted someone to find her, her father had already given up on her.

Hahahaha, how ridiculous!

She thought he didn't love her, but she just didn't know how to express it, but it turned out that he really didn't care about her biological daughter at all.
To be continued...