Chapter 4 The Lyre, the Music to Break the Formation
Ye Wanlan slowly raised her head, rolled up her sleeves, and stepped forward alone: "Wen Li, wait for me here, I'll be there soon.
One minute.
It only takes her one minute to deal with these people.
"You know what's good for you. "The leader was very satisfied.
They also didn't want to forcibly take Ye Wanlan away at the gate of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School. It would have a bad influence and damage the reputation of the Qin family.
"You--" Lin Wenli failed to dissuade him. He watched Ye Wanlan follow the Qin family guards into the alley with a frown.
Even if he hated Ye Wanlan, he didn't go to the point of watching him die without helping.
Lin Wenli finally stepped forward and picked up his phone to call the police.
One minute was up, and Ye Wanlan came out of the alley at this time. Her hair was not messy and her shirt was still white.
But Lin Wenli noticed that blood was dripping down the girl's index finger.
The finger bones were like jade, and the bright red was dazzling, like a sexy ghost.
Lin Wenli was shocked and took two steps forward. Only then did he see the full picture of the alley.
The five guards of the Qin family fell to the ground, one on top of the other, spitting blood, with bruises on their faces and faces. They were obviously subjected to inhuman abuse.
This was a one-sided beating.
Ye Wanlan wiped his hands and didn't care much: "The matter is resolved, go home. "
Lin Wenli did not move.
He did not remember the last time he saw Ye Wanlan, but he still remembered that she was flattering and humble to the people in Zhou Hechen's circle. Why did she suddenly change her nature?
"They wanted to beat me." Ye Wanlan raised his eyes and looked slowly, explaining, "But bad luck, I fell down."
Lin Wenli looked at one of the guards who had a broken leg: "You mean, they fell like this?"
Ye Wanlan affirmed: "I said, they fell like this when they came in."
Lin Wenli: "..."
He was sure that Ye Wanlan was crazy.
But it had nothing to do with him.
Lin Wenli put away his phone and left expressionlessly.
The brother and sister still walked one after the other.
Silence all the way.
The irises swayed in the wind, and Ye Wanlan said: "I'm going home to live."
Hearing this, Lin Wenli stopped suddenly and taunted: "Go home? Didn't you say that it's not your home that can't even give you a Jiatika bag? ”
He has a good memory.
I remember that time when Lin Huaijin met Ye Wanlan on the street, he just kindly advised her to go back to study, but she hit him in the face with a heavy luxury bag.
"What's the benefit of me going back to study? I can't afford a bag from Jiatika even if I work hard all my life. Do you know how much this bag costs? One million and two hundred thousand! Can you give it to me? Get lost!"
Recalling these words, Lin Wenli's eyes became colder.
He would not believe Ye Wanlan.
Ye Wanlan's eyelashes drooped, and his voice was slightly cold: "Throw those away."
Lin Wenli smiled coldly and quickened his pace.
It was already 7:30 when they got home, and the smell of food was overwhelming.
"Dad, Mom, I'm back." Lin Wenli nodded slightly, put down his schoolbag and went to wash his hands.
Ye Wanlan greeted Xu Peiqing, who had also just returned, "Hello, auntie. "
Xu Peiqing didn't look at her or speak. She clenched her chopsticks tightly, her eyes dim, and she restrained herself from getting angry.
It was Lin Huaijin who broke the deadlock: "Let's eat."
The four people ate with different thoughts.
Ye Wanlan finished eating and took the empty plate to the kitchen.
Xu Peiqing finally spoke: "Don't touch it, let go! This is none of your business!"
"Auntie--"
"I told you to let go!"
"Crash!"
During the struggle, the plate fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
There was a dead silence.
Ye Wanlan stared at her hand in a daze, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
"Okay, sit down, I'll go wash the dishes." Lin Huaijin had a headache.
Xu Peiqing took a deep breath, slammed the door and went back to the room.
Lin Wenli still had no expression on his face. He looked at Ye Wanlan: "You shouldn't have come back."
Ye Wanlan squatted down, held a fragment in her palm, and let the blood seep out. After a while, she whispered: "I'll go to the attic. ”
**
“Peiqing.” Lin Huaijin pushed open the door of the master bedroom and whispered, “Don’t be angry, it’s not good for your health.”
“Why is she here?” Xu Peiqing turned back suddenly, and she asked tearfully, “Lin Huaijin, have you forgotten the pain and how she treated you? !”
In the past four years, Ye Wanlan has trampled their kindness into mud countless times.
She couldn’t stand living under the same roof with such a person.
Lin Huaijin was silent for a moment: “I think she is really back this time, just like six years ago, when she was twelve years old, she…”
Xu Peiqing wiped her tears and said in a cold voice: “I don’t believe it. The Zhou family sent someone here to find her yesterday. How do you know that she was not abandoned by the son of the Zhou family and came back as a last resort? She only sees you as a way out! But you still believe her! "
The fact that Ye Wanlan was Zhou Hechen's substitute caused a lot of trouble in Jiangcheng.
Xu Peiqing also knew that Ye Wanlan had left several times in the past two years, and finally she returned to Zhou Hechen.
What are they?
Are they a part of the relationship between Ye Wanlan and Zhou Hechen?
They are also human beings, and they are also kind-hearted!
After a long silence, Lin Huaijin said hoarsely: "Peiqing, for the last time, I promise."
Xu Peiqing closed her eyes: "Okay, I can pretend that she doesn't exist. I only have one request, that she can't affect Wen Li."
What Ye Wanlan's future will be has nothing to do with her.
**
Ye Wanlan is cleaning the attic.
There are a lot of debris piled up here, almost all of which are her things.
After the time-traveling girl took over her body, she never returned to the Lin family, let alone knew about this place.
In addition to the books, the most eye-catching thing was a seven-stringed harp, which was covered with dust and had obviously not been moved for a long time.
Ye Wanlan wiped the body and strings of the harp clean and gently plucked one of the strings.
"Zheng!"
The strings vibrated, and the sound was loud and silent.
Ye Wanlan blew away the dust on the music score, and the dust scattered, and the three words "Pozhen Music" came into view.
The time-traveling girl would never have thought that the first of the ten long-lost classical music in Shenzhou would be in this inconspicuous attic, and it was a treasure that the World Intangible Cultural Heritage Center had been pursuing.
Ye Wanlan put away the music score and moved the seven-stringed harp into the bedroom.
When she came back in the morning, she knew that although she had not been in the Lin family for four years, Lin Huaijin still kept her room.
Even when she went out to pick up Lin Wenli, she prepared new sheets and quilt covers.
Ye Wanlan looked indifferent.
What's a desperate situation? She always likes to survive in a deadly situation and kill happily.
The phone vibrates, new messages come in.
Cheng Qingli: [Sister Lan, my ancestors! What have you done? ]
Cheng Qingli is her new agent. The two have not met yet. She is only one month younger than her and has started working early.
Ye Wanlan took a look.
It was a screenshot of a circle of friends.
Someone posted a photo of a Qin family guard being beaten and vomiting blood, and added a note "When did Mr. Zhou's pet become so crazy?"
There was a string of comments below.
[No way, is she crazy because of hatred for Mr. Zhou? ]
[What's the use of going crazy? When Mr. Zhou waved, she would still run over. It's just a tactic of playing hard to get. ]
[Sister Yunyi is back. She doesn't think she can compare with the real owner, right? ]
At the bottom is Zhou Hechen's comment: [Wishful thinking. ]
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