Outside the window, there is a small bunch of cool moonlight falling on the room, reflecting on her gentle face. She is standing in front of the French window now. The tiny hair on her face is delicate in the moonlight. The air is mixed with red wine molecules, surrounded by the sweet and sour.

She was holding a wine glass with some red wine on it. Beside her was a bottle of red wine that had just been opened.

Looking at Wen Shuyue's calm face, he Siming's ink pupil is deeper and deeper. It seems that a cold air overflows in the abyss. He wants to go forward to hold her, but he is worried that she will reject him.

"Is it true?" Wen Shuyue turns and stares at him.

"I'll give you an explanation later." He Siming's face was gloomy, and in the deepest part was mixed with imperceptible heartache.

"You don't need to explain anything to me, you just need to tell me, does my father have anything to do with you?" Wen Shuyue approached him slowly, holding the glass in her hand.

"Believe me, it's not what you think."

"My father's death, in the end Does it have anything to do with you? " Wen Shuyue repeated again.

He Siming did not speak, his eyes slightly dodged, the sun behind him, the tall body became dark and elusive.

"He Siming, you look at me," Wen Shuyue suddenly raised her decibel, "you tell me, this matter has nothing to do with you! You look me in the eye and tell me that you didn't participate in the whole thing! "

He Siming's silence is like the last straw that killed the camel. Wen Shuyue threw the cup out of her hand heavily, fell on him, hammered him on the chest like crazy, and asked him again and again, "he Siming, say it! Why don't you say that if you make me believe you, then tell me that you have nothing to do with it! "

No matter how she beats him, he Siming just hugs her tightly and responds with silence.

"Ah He Siming! Why you! Why is that man you? " Wen Shuyue's mood has completely collapsed,

she pushed he Siming away, as if someone had exhausted all her strength and spread her body on the ground

Seeing her pain, he Siming squatted on the ground slowly and said quietly, "Shuyue, calm down, give me a little time, and I will give you an answer for sure."

"You go, I don't want to see you now! Do you hear me? I told you to go. Go Wen Shuyue deliberately turned her head and did not look into his eyes. She used up all the words that told him to leave.

Sad, sad, regret, fear these complex emotions gradually crossed together, woven into a big net, tightly net his viscera, let them entangled together.

He Siming knows that the last person she wants to see is himself. In order not to stimulate her any more, he slowly gets up and leaves.

At the moment when the door was closed, Wen Shuyue couldn't help it any more. She put her hands around her, like an injured animal, and the cry spread all over the room.

He Siming didn't really leave. He leaned on the other end of the door and quietly accompanied her Two people are very close, but this time the heart is very far away

He has used all his contacts to investigate Wenlong's affairs in those years, but it seems that the whole thing is not as simple as he imagined. With the deepening of the investigation, the more things he knows, the more places he has doubts. It's like walking into a labyrinth with thick fog everywhere, and he can't find the right investigation direction at all.

He Siming didn't want to involve Wen Shuyue before he knew the whole truth of the matter, so he had to let her misunderstand him temporarily.

At the moment, the whole of manis has become a mess. After he Siming left, a big event that shocked everyone happened again. Zhong Hexuan suddenly became the biggest shareholder of manis.

It turns out that the economic crisis before manis was all operated by Zhong Hexuan behind the scenes.

In addition, he secretly contacted

other directors within manis to acquire their shares.

And all this was planned by Zhong Hexuan long ago.

"He Shao, Zhong Hexuan has now become the largest shareholder of manis." He Siming came to guanyue's home.

"I already know the news. I didn't expect that Zhong Hexuan would dare to give me this move from behind." He Siming sat on the sofa with a faint smile on one side of his thin lip. That kind of smile froze on his face, revealing the gloomy

"What should we do now?" Guan Yue is more worried. He Shao is now driven out of manis by his old lady. The whole company is his Zhong Hexuan's world.

"I'll go to my grandmother and let me go back to the company again. He wants manis and dreams!" The cold and stern face is full of haze, and the black pupil becomes sinister. The whole person is full of bloodthirsty breath.

The next morning, he Siming went back to the old house to find the old lady.

"Hum!" The old lady was just having breakfast. When she heard he Siming tell her that she wanted to go back to manis, she was so angry that she threw all the dishes and chopsticks on the table. "You know you want to come back! I really have a daughter-in-law and forget my mother! Manis has done so many things these days that you just turn a blind eye to them. You haven't come home until now. Are you still a member of the he family? ""Of course, I'm a member of the he family, so when manis needs me, I will definitely come back. I can't let an outsider rob the company, but it has nothing to do with Wen Shuyue. Grandma, don't confuse them." He Siming said lightly.

"In that case, I don't think you should come back!" The old lady had a stern face.

"Madam, the company is in a crisis now. We need the president to go back." Guan, who was with him, could not help persuading him.

"Guanyue, this is our housework. Don't get involved." The old lady looked straight at he Siming sitting opposite, "I still said that after divorce with Wen Shuyue, you can go back to manis immediately, otherwise, I will never allow you to come back."

After hearing this, he Siming's face was as black as ink. He didn't expect that at such a tense and dangerous moment, his grandmother forced him to divorce Wen Shuyue.

Doesn't she care about manis' life or death at all?

"Grandma, you really can't hold Shuyue?"

"That's right!" The old lady said firmly, "I don't like that girl, so you must divorce her! Or you'll never get back to manis. "