An Zhisu stood on the balcony and watched Ye Lancheng drive away from Lantingju before returning to the bedroom. She sat on the bed and meditated. She didn't know what kind of photo Ye Jingshang was talking about on the phone. She was so angry that she could see it.
It's past, and it's the middle of the night. Who can send photos to the old house so late?
An Zhisu always felt that this matter was strange and smelled of conspiracy, but she couldn't figure out for a while what conspiracy and conspiracy there might be in it. She knew that there would be no peace once the news of the engagement was announced, but she didn't expect that it would not be peaceful.
It came so quickly, some people were really impatient.
"Haha." An Zhisu sneered. It doesn't matter if you are anxious, the more anxious you are, the easier it is to reveal your flaws.
Sizzling...sizzling...
While she was deep in thought, the mobile phone on the bedside table rang again. When An Zhisu came back to his senses, he saw that it was Ye Lancheng who had forgotten to take his mobile phone out. At this moment, an unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen of his mobile phone.
An Zhisu didn't think much about anything else. He reached out and picked it up and connected: "Hello."
The other party may not have expected that it was her who answered the phone. He was stunned for a moment when he heard a woman's voice. Two seconds later, a strange voice came from the phone: "Someone is going to set fire to Su Huan's studio."
Toot toot…
The other party hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking. The whole call lasted only three seconds. An Zhisu, who spoke so fast, almost didn't hear what the other party said.
Someone is going to set fire to Su Huan's studio!
After being stunned for half a second, An Zhisu jumped up from the bed. She didn't even have time to change out of her pajamas, so she put on a coat and ran out of the bedroom. Ye Lancheng's mobile phone was still in her hand.
She took the elevator directly to the garage on the second floor, and drove away from Lantingju. The car sped down the road late at night like an arrow from a string.
Who would go to Su Huan's studio and set fire to it?
An Zhisu is in a state of confusion, but she still maintains her sanity. She is no longer the twenty-year-old girl she was then. Now that she has gone through a lot, she will not lose her sanity so easily when encountering problems. She will always have some sanity left.
Wondering if this could be a conspiracy.
As soon as Ye Lancheng left, someone came to report the news. Could it be that the two were written by the same person?
An Zhisu felt like it, but not like it. If he wanted to lure her to the studio, he should have called himself after Ye Lancheng was lured away. There was absolutely no reason to report to Ye Lancheng.
The more An Zhisu thought about it, the more she felt that she should be more cautious. Didn't she get a call from He Sihan in the middle of the night and drive out, so she was tricked later?
Thinking of what happened back then, An Zhisu felt a little chill down her spine. She was holding the steering wheel with one hand and had already grabbed the mobile phone beside her with the other hand. Only then did she realize that she was holding Ye Lancheng's mobile phone. Ye Lancheng didn't bring his mobile phone, so she couldn't tell him this.
You have to make up your own mind about things.
An Zhisu pondered for a moment before unlocking his phone, finding Lao Jiu's number from the address book and dialing it.
Lao Jiu is always on standby 24 hours a day without any time difference. After the dial rang three times, An Zhisu heard Lao Jiu's voice: "Young Master."
"Old Jiu, it's me." An Zhisu took the time to speak briefly: "The old lady fainted and was sent to the hospital. Ah Cheng also just passed away. He didn't bring his mobile phone. An unknown number called him and said that someone would go to Su Huan.
There is a fire in the studio. I am rushing to the studio now. Just in case, you should go over and join me immediately."
Lao Jiu jumped out of bed as soon as possible, and said in a deep and refined voice: "Young madam, please drive carefully, I will be there right away."
After hanging up the phone, Lao Jiu grabbed the car keys and went out while already calling Xiao Shi and asking him to rush to the studio immediately.
After An Zhisu notified Lao Jiu, she felt more at ease. She sped up the car and the car continued to speed on the road.
…
Hospital.
Ye Lancheng arrived at the hospital calmly. Mrs. Ye's ward was very busy. Ye Hong, Ye Jingshang and his wife, Ye Qing, Ye Jingmei and his wife, Cheng Xiran, and Bai Xinci also arrived just before Ye Lancheng.
The whole family was here, and those who didn’t know better thought that Mrs. Ye was dying. But in fact, she just fainted and hadn’t been sent to the hospital. Her current weakness was half-truth and half-false, so what’s the point?
My thoughts are clear.
Ye Lancheng understood it at a glance and asked Ye Jingshang indifferently: "What did the doctor say?"
"The doctor said that your grandma is suffering from a sudden attack of anger. She is old and can't bear the breath. There is no danger this time, but she will have to stay in the hospital for a few days. Her blood pressure is high. She has to lower her blood pressure before she can be discharged." Ye Jingshang said.
Ye Lancheng knew that there was an element of exaggeration in this statement, but he did not expose it and said humbly: "Since grandma is not seriously ill and just needs to rest, then don't leave so many people here to disturb me. Mom, aunt, uncle,
Xiran, you go back first. Second uncle and second aunt Ye Qing, you can also take grandpa back."
"Then who will take care of grandma?" Ye Qing asked immediately after hearing this.
"Isn't there a nurse?" Ye Lancheng asked back.
"How can the nurse rest assured?" Ye Jingshang said displeasedly: "You have made your grandma sick with this attitude?"
Ye Lancheng said: "I heard that grandma got dizzy after seeing some photos. I wonder what photos could make grandma so angry?"
"If you still have the nerve to do business, show him the photo and let him see for himself what kind of woman he is going to marry." Mrs. Ye said weakly and angrily.
Ye Jingshang immediately handed an envelope to Ye Lancheng.
Ye Lancheng took the envelope. There were several photos in the envelope. He took out the photos and frowned after looking at the first one.
This is not an ugly photo, nor a pornographic photo, but a few bloody photos, which are the "evidence" photos left at the scene of the car accident. There are three photos in total.
Ye Lancheng looked at every picture carefully. The first picture showed An Zhisu sitting in the cab of the car. She must have been unconscious, leaning on the steering wheel. The camera was taken from her side, facing forward.
You can clearly see what An Zhisu looks like. It's just that she was still young back then and looked much more immature than she does now.
The second picture shows a man lying in a pool of blood. The blood stained his face red. In addition, it was night, so his appearance was not clearly captured. However, based on the surrounding environment, it can be seen that he was...
Hit by a car.
The angle of the third photo is more comprehensive. It should have been taken from the angle of standing behind the man who was hit. It not only captured the tragic situation of the man, but also captured An Zhisu and her car. Judging from the distance, the car was seven meters away from the man who was hit.
A distance of eight meters.
"Mom, where did you get these photos?" Bai Xinci also came over to take a look. After taking a look, she was shocked and immediately asked Mrs. Ye.