C8 Return for Revenge

April, the season when the cherry blossoms gradually wilt.

The snowy white and pink petals floated down like a rain of flowers.

Gently …

It landed on the girl's pink pleated skirt.

The man stood tall and straight, the girl nestled in his arms, her big round eyes looking innocently at the man as he spoke to another.

"The precious gold looks so delicate," another man said with a smile. "How come I've never taken it out with me?"

The man's handsome face broke into a smile as he looked at the girl with eyes filled with love.

He said, "There are too many people out there. It'll scare her."

The man ruffled the girl's hair and carried her back to the living room.

The luxurious decorations made the living room look grand and classical. The golden lights scattered on the girl's chestnut hair, emitting a hazy light.

"Dad, Huan also wants to go out and play."

The girl innocently tilted her head and said to the man.

The man squatted down and said, "Sure, Huan can go with Uncle McGonagall." McGonagall was their housekeeper.

The girl pouted. "Why can't Huan be with Daddy?"

The man pinched her pink cheeks and smiled, "Daddy will only be with Huan'er when Huan gets married. Just like when Mommy gets married, Grandfather wants to hold Mommy's hand …"

When the girl heard that they could get married, she could wear beautiful dresses. Her eyes lit up as she asked, "Then would Huan be beautiful?"

"Yes, as beautiful as my mother."

The man looked at the wedding photo hanging in the living room. The woman inside hadn't been home for a month …

"Dad, I miss mom." The girl threw herself into the man's embrace and nuzzled his neck.

"Huan good girl, mother is helping you design the wedding dress … "When Huan marries, mother will go home …"

"Then Huan will get married tomorrow …"

… ….

Her illness, her illness was happening again! Yin Huanzhu held her chest as she gasped for air. A string of tears rolled down her pale face.

Han Jiunai heard the noise coming from the fitting room and immediately ran over. He opened the door and found Yin Huanzhu kneeling on the floor with tears all over her face, staring blankly at the floor.

It was like he had lost his soul …

Han Jiunai saw that Yin Huanzhu's wedding dress had not been put on yet and revealed a large area of her skin. His handsome face darkened as he roared at Xi Zhe behind him, "Get out!"

Han Jiunai's actions were straightforward. He took off his jacket and put it on Yin Huanzhu. Then, he frowned: "What happened?"

Yin Huanzhu's eyes were mottled with tears and her lips were pale. She looked up at Han Jiunai and said, "I don't want the wedding anymore..."

Han Jiunai asked in a deep voice, "Why?"

"Let's sign the contract directly, Han Jiunai. I don't need your wedding. Can you give me back Dad's earring? "

Yin Huanzhu suddenly said to Han Jiunai in a pleading tone.

… ….

When he returned to the Difeng Hotel, Han Jiunai was still lost in thought, unable to understand why Yin Huanzhu's attitude changed so quickly.

Holding the crystal clear earring in his hand, Han Jiunai thought back to Yin Huanzhu's dazed look just now. There was no arrogance in her tone, only pleading. Han Jiunai felt a little irritated, also … There were other complex emotions.

"Mr. Han, it's time to fetch Miss Yin to the Civil Affairs Bureau." Xi Zhe knocked on the door.

"Yes."

A clear and cold feeling floated within the gradually thickening and autumnal Francis.

Hee Moxiao stood in the hallway with a lollipop in her mouth and a telescope in her hand. She was shooting at the classroom across the hall.

"Damn it!" That stinking woman is skipping class again! " Hee Moxiao cursed in a low voice. Hee Moxiao met Yin Huanzhu in high school in France and didn't see her finish a semester in peace.

Hee Moxiao rushed to Mousse Hotel in a flurry and saw Yin Huanzhu soaking in the bathtub with a dejected look.

"Woman!" You're soaking in corpses! " Hee Moxiao lifted Yin Huanzhu out of the water with one hand — but she could only lift half of her body.

Ai, his strength is still too weak.

Yin Huanzhu weakly lifted her eyelids. After fixing her gaze for three seconds, she shuddered and stood up from the bathtub. She extended her hand to grab a towel and wrapped it around her.

"How did you get in?"

Yin Huanzhu asked, walking into the bedroom without looking back.

Hee Moxiao didn't know when, but she stuck another lollipop in her mouth and mumbled, "Hmph, I'll directly ask Dina for it ~". Her expression was very proud.

Yin Huanzhu turned her head expressionlessly, frowning deeply. "Can you stop eating this sweet yet childish food?"

Hee Moxiao threw herself onto her bed and spread out her limbs, "Hmph, I don't care. This way, I can't be older than Su Ziyu!"

Su Ziyu and Hee Moxiao were siblings. Hee Moxiao was older than him by three whole years, but Hee Moxiao said it was Su Ziyu's fortune to be able to be with her when she was a female junior holding a gold brick.

Yin Huanzhu glanced at her. "..." As long as you're happy. "

The two of them went downstairs together and sat in the restaurant.

Elegant style, soothing music, lighting and good wine all fit Yin Huanzhu's tastes very well.

Yin Huanzhu leaned lazily on the soft seat and shook the wine glass in her hand.

Hee Moxiao took a bite of her steak and said indistinctly, "Nungne will have to cook the fourth day of the fourth day of classes at @ ℃ Xampaamp; amp; amp;. Oh no... "Woman, if you continue to skip class, the dean will kick you out of Francis the next time."

"Next time, swallow your food." Yin Huanzhu changed her posture. With a pair of indifferent eyes, she floated out of the window. The streets were crowded.

She indifferently said: "Anyway, I didn't come back for the Francis."

Yin Huanzhu put down her glass and rapped her slender fingers on the table. She was lost in thought.

At that time, his Longteng Group had gone bankrupt, and his father had also been accidentally killed by someone.

At the age of ten, he was like a blooming spring flower.

When Yin Huanzhu rushed to the scene, it was already surrounded by traffic policemen and pedestrians. The lights were flashing everywhere, and the neon lights were dazzling. However, she could only see the streams of blood flowing on the ground …

That was her father's blood!

With tears in her eyes, Yin Huanzhu screamed out in a heart-wrenching voice, "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!"

However, she was tightly held by McGonagall, preventing her from running out of control.

In the end, McGonagall was afraid that someone would hear her and cover Yin Huanzhu's mouth. All that was left was the sound of heartbreaking wails and sirens mixed with the noise of the crowd, which was then mercilessly drowned out.

No one noticed that there was a black Rolls-Royce parked a hundred meters away from the scene, watching everything that had happened.

His father had always protected him well, and no one knew what the name and appearance of the daughter of the Longteng Group's CEO was.

Until his death, he had still steeled his heart to not allow himself to take one last look …

Yin Huanzhu tightened her grip, her knuckles turning white.

She must take revenge and find out who killed her father. That accident was definitely not as simple as an accident.

At some point Hee Moxiao had put down her knife and fork and gripped Yin Huanzhu's clenched fist. "Sofia," she said worriedly, "you finally got home. Ten years ago, it has already been so long. If we want to investigate, how can we find any clues? "

Yin Huanzhu raised her gaze. With a sharp gaze, a trace of viciousness flashed through her brown eyes. "I already have a clue."