The whole world is waiting for our divorce

Chapter 790 Tell me, what do you want to tell me?

That night, Ye Nian couldn't fall asleep, and almost stayed up all night.

Fearing that Ling Mochen would be worried, she pretended to close her eyes and fell asleep, but her mind was more awake than ever.

His thoughts were complicated, for a while he thought of the fire at the beginning, for a while he thought of his father's death, and for a while he thought of Ni Zhaoyuan's pale face lying on the hospital bed, and the sound of heart-piercing crying echoed in his ears...

Before returning to Ling Mochen, she thought that everything was done by Ni Zhaoyuan, so everything she did was aimed at Ni Zhaoyuan.After returning to Ling Mochen's side, he protected her carefully and did not want her to get involved in those things three years ago.

But she can't just do nothing.In time, she believed that Ling Mochen would be able to find all the evidence and expose the truth about Meng Wange, but she couldn't wait.

Ni Zhaoyuan was already tightly protected by Secretary Liu's people, but Meng Wange could still start with Chu Chu and find an opportunity to strike, and the strike was ruthless.

Meng Wange now holds the lifeblood of the Huangzong Group, and is destined to have a tit-for-tat battle with Ling Mochen.

She was really afraid that the next accident would be Ling Mochen...

……

The cause of Ni Zhaoyuan's death remains a mystery.Because of the final test results, nothing was found.

The patient's lungs did have fluid backflow, which blocked his breathing, but why this happened, whether the patient's condition suddenly deteriorated or was caused by external force, no one can say clearly.

On the day of Ni Zhaoyuan's funeral, Ni Chuchu cried several times and fainted.

His mother Jiang Xiuhua did not attend the funeral.

When Ye Nian and Ling Mochen went to the temple in the suburbs to find her and told her that Ni Zhaoyuan had passed away, the Buddhist beads in Jiang Xiuhua's hand fell to the ground in an instant, and the beads scattered and rolled in all directions, like gray beads. Tears fell in front of the Buddha statue.

"I told him a long time ago, let him stop." After a long while, Jiang Xiuhua sighed and choked up, and said this sentence, tears filled the sunken eye sockets.

But she did not come to see Ni Zhaoyuan buried after all.She knelt in front of the Buddha statue in the temple and recited the Sutra of Rebirth for Ni Zhaoyuan for three days and three nights.

Ni Chuchu terminated her studies abroad ahead of schedule, and with the assistance of Secretary Liu, began to gradually take over the business of the Ni Family Group.

She already knew what happened between Ni Zhaoyuan and Ye Nian from her mother Jiang Xiuhua, but she still couldn't forgive Ye Nian.

She always believed that if Ye Nian hadn't stabbed Ni Zhaoyuan seriously at that time, her brother would not have died.

……

evening.When Ling Mochen came back from the company, he went upstairs first as usual.

There was no sign of the girl in the bedroom.

He turned around and went to the study room. The lights were not turned on in the study room, and it was pitch black.

His heart sank suddenly, and when he rushed downstairs to find Mrs. Yu, he saw Ye Nianzheng coming out of the kitchen with a big bowl of soup.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, she looked up at Ling Mochen, and smiled sweetly at him: "Are you back? I just helped Mrs. Yu make dinner together, and it was just ready..."

Seeing the girl well at home, Ling Mochen's tense nerves finally relaxed.

Under the light, her smile bloomed like a flower, bright and incomparable.

Ling Mochen shook his head.It was a long-lost smile.

It has been more than a month since Ni Zhaoyuan was buried. These days, she always looks sad and thoughtful, either staying in the bedroom or in the study, and rarely leaves the door, and she doesn't know what she is thinking.

Why are you in such a good mood today, and are willing to come and help Mrs. Yu cook?

"You can't come back to life after death. I won't be entangled with my cousin's matter anymore."

Seemingly seeing Ling Mochen's doubts, Ye Nian still smiled, "Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for myself."

Ling Mochen looked deeply at Ye Nian, his deep eyes seemed to want to see Ye Nian's heart.

"What are you doing in a daze? Hold this for me, please, it's so hot."

Ye Nian inhaled.The bowl of soup in his hand was just made and was steaming.

She was so focused on talking to Ling Mochen that she forgot to bring the soup bowl to the table.

Without saying a word, Ling Mochen quickly took the bowl in her hand, put it on the table, turned around and held Ye Nian's hand, "Let me see."

"It's nothing." Ye Nian wanted to withdraw the hand held by the man, but he didn't let go, examining his hand very carefully.

The white ten fingertips were slightly reddened, but they were not burned.

"Go and take a shower of cold water, it will be better." Ling Mochen led the girl to the faucet and flushed.

"It's all my fault, I wish I had known not to let the young lady take it..." Aunt Yu apologized awkwardly from the side.

"I want to serve it myself, and it has nothing to do with you, Mrs. Yu. It's really nothing."

Ye Nian looked at the man beside her who was holding her hand, focusing on helping her with the fingertips, and said angrily, "I'm not a fragile product, why are you always so nervous about me? Let me tell you I'm very tough, Don't say it's just a soup bowl, even if it's hot, what's the big deal, but I..."

She just wanted to jokingly say that I was the one who escaped from the fire.But when the words came to his lips, he suppressed them.

"You're fine, I'm fine." Seeing that the redness on the fingertips gradually faded, Ling Mochen turned off the tap, took out a tissue to help the girl dry off the water.

He stared at her soft little face, with seriousness in his black eyes: "I will be worried."

Ye Nian: "..."

Well, let's pretend she didn't say what she said just now.

At the dinner table, Ye Nian was rarely lively, and talked a lot. From time to time, he shared food with Ling Mochen, and chattered about Shi Yu's visit to her today, and told her a lot of gossip about the entertainment industry and so on.

Ling Mochen looked at the little girl who kept talking, and the corners of her lips curled up.

It seems that she really figured it out?
After a meal, Ling Mochen still had some work to do, so he went to the study first.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, and he looked up from the computer: "Come in."

Ye Nian stuck out half of his head from behind the door, "Will it affect your work?"

She knew that because of Tianling Mochen's game with Meng Wange these days, the company had too many bad things to deal with, and even when she returned home every day, she had to be busy until late.

If nothing happened, she would try to disturb him as little as possible.

"No." Ling Mochen closed the computer in front of him, watched the girl close the door, and walked up to him with a bowl of sweet soup on a tray, slightly surprised: "Bring me soup?"

"Well, I learned how to make it from Mrs. Yu. Mrs. Yu said that this soup relieves internal heat and is soothing, delicious and nutritious."

Ye Nian put the tray on the table, and handed the sweet soup in front of him flatteringly: "You have to try it."

She sat down opposite him, propped her chin with her hands, blinked, and looked at him expectantly: "How is it?"

"Very good." The man took a few sips of the sweet soup, and then looked at Ye Nian with a clear smile in his eyes: "Tell me, what do you want to tell me?"

(End of this chapter)