Wife in a flash marriage: Mr. President, please divorce

Chapter 389 Let's Talk

But Le Yan'er recalled the process of getting to know Ye Anjue, and couldn't help but have another question.

"Then why did Ye Anjue fake her identity, appear in front of me, and let Ye Tingchen and I live a good life..."

Thinking of what "An Jue" did back then, Le Yan'er couldn't understand.

"Actually, when the family selected the Second Young Master to assess the Eldest Young Master, Madam Ruth specifically told him to prove that the Eldest Young Master can't touch women at all costs. On the one hand, they deliberately spread rumors about the young master's sexuality, just to offset your resistance to the young master, and also worried that the young master would not touch you, so they created such an illusion for you. Of course, it is better that the young master is willing to touch you. The second young master is not at all. No matter what the result is, he will tell the board of directors that the young master is a qualified heir. This farce is actually helping the young master."

When Le Yan'er heard this, her body trembled slightly.

No wonder...

Ye Anjue asked her to get along well with Ye Tingchen and not let her family members suspect her.

No wonder he was so inconsistent.

In fact, these are all helping Ye Tingchen.

"He doesn't really want to defeat Ye Tingchen at all, so can't he really turn back?" Le Yan'er bit her lip, not knowing how to evaluate Ye Anjue anymore.

Say he is a bad guy, but he always does such touching things.

It is said that he is a good person, but when he threatened Annie and Ye Tingchen, he was so terrifying.

She thought of Bai Jingchen's evaluation of him.

He and Ye Tingchen are brothers, and both have unpredictable temperaments...

When Wilson heard Le Yan'er's words, his expression became more painful, not because of himself but because he felt sorry for Ye Anjue.

"Er Shao didn't want to be an heir at all, but Mrs. Ruth has always trained him according to the standards of an heir. During the family assessment, he lost, and Madam broke his hand angrily. Tell me, Er Shao dare Back? Is there a way to go back?"

When Le Yan'er heard this, her pupils shrank suddenly in fright.

It was the first time she heard that a mother broke her son's hand because her son lost. Is this... really a mother?
She used to complain that her mother left her selfishly, but now she found out that her mother loves her and has always used her own way.

She thought Mrs. Mingxiu was heartless enough, but she didn't expect Ye Anjue's mother to be even more cruel.

In fact, he brought her to Haiduwan that day, saying that it was true that he was forced to be helpless, but he smiled and said that she was too kind and easily believed what others said.

In fact, what he said was all true, but...he said it as a lie, how painful would it be for him at that time?
Seeing Le Yan'er's moved face, Wilson also knew that she felt sorry for Ye Anjue, so he couldn't help sighing softly: "Anyone who hears what happened to the second young master will feel this way. The second young master is not the young master's opponent at all. Please Miss Le help the Second Young Master."

"This...does Ye Tingchen know?" Le Yan'er asked firmly.

"The young master probably doesn't know very well, every family has a difficult scripture to recite!" Wilson said these words with deep meaning.

What Wilson said was vague, she didn't know how much Ye Tingchen knew, and she didn't know how he would react when he knew.

Le Yan'er sighed softly, and said solemnly: "If I can help, I will definitely help, so don't worry about that."

"Thank you Miss Le, I really don't know what to say..." Wilson thanked him sincerely.

It can be seen that Wilson is really good for Ye Anjue wholeheartedly.

Le Yan'er pursed her lips when she heard the words, looked at Wilson expectantly, and said, "Actually... you can tell me what happened back then, it's not fair to Ye Anjue, nor to Ye Tingchen." fair!"

Wilson's original smiling face immediately cooled down, and he refused without hesitation: "Sorry, I can't tell you whether there is the truth or not. Miss Le pretends that she has never heard my jokes, and knows too much about your current situation. It's not good emotionally."

When Le Yan'er heard this, she couldn't help but miss a beat in her heart. Her eyes tightened slightly, and she asked, "Sir, what do you mean by that? It's not good for my current relationship. You mean me and Ye Tingchen..."

She hadn't finished speaking, but Wilson suddenly interrupted: "Miss Le, I have something to do, so I'll leave first. If I have any orders, let the servant do it. Goodbye."

He bowed politely, not knowing whether it was a farewell, or gratitude for her promise to help.

Le Yan'er looked at his retreating back, and suddenly didn't know what to do.

The more Wilson avoided talking about it, the more it made her feel uncomfortable, as if leaving a cat's paw in her heart.

Originally, she wanted to find out the truth so that the relationship between the two brothers would not be so rigid, but Wilson's words were too deep, as if to remind her that knowing too much would affect her relationship with Ye Tingchen.

Meng Yibai...is dead, how can he affect him?
From being curious at the beginning, she has now become faintly afraid. She always feels that there is a layer of fog in front of her eyes. When she clears this layer of fog, everything will change beyond recognition.

Does she... really need to know the truth of the year?

She asked herself over and over again in her heart, and every time she asked herself, her heart couldn't stop trembling for a moment.

Le Yan'er fell into melancholy for a moment, and the living room was also quiet, as if an invisible net gradually enveloped her.

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At the same time, Ye Anjue's bedroom upstairs.

This time, Ye Anjue was seriously ill. Originally, there was no bed in his bedroom, but because of his physical condition, under Wilson's forced request, a bed was made for him, and he had to lie down on it.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed playing a small game on his mobile phone, with a thermometer in his mouth, as if he didn't see another person in the room at all, just playing on his own.

In the air, the atmosphere is very dignified.

Not far away, Ye Tingchen was sitting on the sofa, his sword eyebrows were stretched and his phoenix eyes were closed, with the usual dull expression on his face.

Because there was no sunlight in the corner, he fell into the turbid darkness, and the aura on his body seemed a little ghostly and mysterious, which made people feel frightened.

Even though he didn't do anything, the coercion of the high-ranking person still struck as if it were real.

At this moment, Ye Tingchen's mobile phone suddenly vibrated, and the phoenix eyes that were originally closed were slowly opened at this moment, bursting out with a terrifying look.

He opened it, and it was a text message from an unfamiliar number, and it was a picture.

He glanced at it, saved the picture, deleted the text message, and left the phone on Ye Anjue's bed.

Ye Tingchen's voice sounded faintly, without any ups and downs, but it fell on people's hearts, like a shock.

"Let's talk."

(End of this chapter)