C102 A Misunderstanding Between People(2)

At that time, Yan Xuan was about the same age as Dong. He was in high spirits. Although he was young, he had stolen the limelight from the music producers. He had won all kinds of awards, big and small. However, his temper was strange. Everything was judged by the interests of warmth. He was stubborn, decisive, and never cared about other people's opinions. He was stubborn. For the sake of warmth, he could put down the song that he had written for the other singers. He could argue with the reporters or even make a move. He could use any means possible to fight for a slot or an opportunity. He could visit day and night to receive them...

"At that time, there were also reports that were ambiguous and unpleasant, but your mother denied it. She said that she and Yan Xuan were innocent and had no relationship. Of course, not many people believed those words. Later on, Sun Dongqing appeared beside your mother. The media's line of sight gradually shifted, and there were fewer tracking reports related to Yan Xuan. I only know that he continued to do what I told him before. He persisted until he left the country. After your mother got into trouble, I stopped paying attention to him... "

"... " So, back then, Yan Xuan was willing to do anything for his mother. He could ignore everything, right?"

"That's true. It's not an exaggeration to say that he could risk his life for your mother. However, these things have been going on for many years. The current Yan Xuan is much more mature and steady than before. Thinking back, maybe at that time, they... "

After that, Lyi Faang said something that Lyi Yan did not hear clearly. The microphone in her hand was placed on the table and her brain could no longer function normally. The scenes that she imagined were like a movie playing in front of her eyes, the male and female leads of the movie. It was her lover and her mother.

"Dong, give me your phone."

... ""

Around 9 p.m., they sent away the last batch of people who had agreed to come to offer their condolences. Lyi Yan asked Dong for his phone and gritted her teeth as she finished reading all the reports. She could not care less about those unpleasant words, but the comparison between her and her mother. And the similarities that she had to admit after comparing, were like needles stabbing into her heart. It stirred up the pain brought about by Grandfather's death, causing her uneasiness to gradually go to the extreme.

Take good care of her. Don't let her see those entertainment news first...

Of course, Dong still remembered Yan Xuan's instructions, but he treated it as if Yan Xuan wanted to continue hiding it. He continued to use the excuse of making the girl he deeply loved become someone else's substitute. Therefore, not only did he not stop it, he even exaggerated it. He wished that Lyi Yan would wake up immediately. Don't continue to be foolish.

"Yan, don't be sad. It's not your fault to see clearly now. It's that man's means are too powerful."

... ""

"Don't like him anymore. Don't continue lying to yourself. He doesn't like you from the beginning to the end! "

"Hsu Dong!"

Soong Yiyi and Fatty returned after sending the guests off. They saw Lyi Yan, who was holding her phone in despair, and Dong, whose face was filled with righteous indignation. It was too late to stop them with a loud shout. Soong Yiyi gave Dong a fierce glare and then half supported Lyi Yan. They walked into the room.

"Brother Dong, you are too arbitrary to say that. Teacher Yan Xuan is..."

"Don't say anymore! All of you have been drugged by him, right? The truth is already in front of us! You still want to speak up for him? "

Fatty curled his lips and did not say anything else. It was said that the person involved was a mystery. Dong was also deeply involved in this. How could he still have any rationality?

"Girl Yan, things are not that bad. Let's not make a conclusion first, okay?"

... ""

"The reports were all nonsense. You are now feeling sad because Grandfather has passed away. That is why you are letting your imagination run wild. Trust me, you will get better after a nap! Dong also likes you. That is why he said that Yan Xuan is not good. Actually..."

..." "

Soong Yiyi advised a lot, but Lyi Yan remained silent. The timing of the incident was not good. The current Lyi Yan was walking on a negative path and it was definitely not something that she could pull back with just a few words. Moreover, some of the emotions had already been cast a shadow in the bottom of her heart and were slowly entrenched.

"Alright, before you convict Teacher Yan Xuan, you should at least give him a chance to make a statement, right?" Soong Yiyi tried to comfort him for a long time, but to no avail. She simply took out her phone and called Yan Xuan. She handed it to Lyi Yan and said, "If you have anything to ask, just ask. Don't think about it by yourself."

Ding ~ Ding ~ Ding ~

The sound of the phone being hung up could be heard by her ears. Lyi Yan looked at Soong Yiyi in a daze. After hearing Yan Xuan's slightly hoarse "Hello," tears suddenly burst out from her eyes.

Yan Xuan received the call and just returned to the office from the washroom. His stomach was badly twisted and he threw up all of his dinner. When he saw that it was Soong Yiyi calling, he changed his breathing slightly. After making sure that his voice did not sound too bad, he pressed the answer button. After a short silence on the other end of the phone, Lyi Yan's sobbing sounded. Yan Xuan's brows unconsciously knitted together. His heart twisted and he held his breath in his chest. His flat abdomen, which was directly pressed together with the white shirt, turned up with a visible cramp!

"Yan, don't cry..." Yan Xuan controlled the pain and comforted the microphone. "After tomorrow's press conference, I will go and find you. I will be able to attend Grandfather's memorial..."

"Yan Xuan, do you think I can continue to pretend to be a mother and sing?" Lyi Yan sobbed as she asked with a smile. That smile was haggard and haggard. With deep ridicule, she also treated Yan Xuan the same way. " I don't want to ask you if you think I'm a substitute for your mother, because even if you say you don't, I don't believe it either... Hehe, you choose to leave me behind and go back to B City to deal with those news, I don't know for whose benefit it is, but in comparison, it's more important over there, right? The stage that you want to do your best to save is what Mom cares about the most in her life. But I want to tell you, that's not what I care about the most. What I care about the most is your side, but you gave it to Mom!"

"Yan..." Yan Xuan put his hand on his abdomen and leaned back on the chair. He looked up at the green color on the table. He needed those cute plants to help him gather a small amount of strength. He finished his words clearly. The thing that he didn't want to happen the most still happened. In order to not let the situation continue to worsen, whether Lyi Yan was willing to listen or not, he had to explain, "You don't have to pretend to be your mother. My feelings for you and my feelings for her are different..."

"Haha, I finally admit that you have feelings for her, right? Alright, if you say it's different, then tell me what's the difference? Tell me, why did you cut my hair short and make it look like her? Why did you make me stand on her stage and sing with her voice!!"

"I didn't want to make you look like her. Short hair is just a coincidence, a warm song..."

"Stop coaxing me, Yan Xuan! I'm no longer a child!"

"Yan, I did not..."

"How can there be so many coincidences? Please don't treat me like a fool anymore. I already know everything. You care about your mother very much, don't you? You're willing to do anything for your mother, right? So what does my feelings count as? Heh, as long as you become a second mother and become the person in your heart... What does it matter who I am?!"

"Yan..."

"Right now, I don't want to hear you speak, nor do I want to see you. Don't come to Grandfather's funeral..."

Dudu Dudu.

After the intense noise was a short busy tone that took away all the warmth. He had been bathed in blood on the battlefield for the past two days, but he wasn't as flustered as he was right now. The phone fell out of his hand and onto the ground. Yan Xuan did not care about it. He also let go of his hand that was pressing down on his abdomen and collapsed into a chair. His eyes did not leave the new green color on the table, but the focus of his pupils had already dispersed. He could not see clearly anymore.