Passionate to know

The huge room was dead silent.

The two looked at each other, not affectionately, but tit for tat.

Jiang Yuyuan had recovered from the initial shock, but still felt numb in his limbs, so he could only sit down slowly while leaning on the sofa.

"You are a real child... unexpectedly... a real child..."

An Zhi leaned against the back of the sofa chair, crossed his arms and said, "You're disappointed, the dirtiest thing you've ever done in your life didn't disappear with that person's death."

Jiang Yuyuan looked at An Zhi, her eyes became sharp, her old crow's feet could be seen bursting with blue veins, and her whole body was stiff.

"So, are you here to get revenge on me? For your dead mother?"

When An Zhi heard the word "mother", the raging anger instantly made his eyes turn red, "To be more precise, he died in vain."

Jiang Yuyuan trembled all over, speechless.

"Do you remember how you promised my mother when you came to ask my mother for the first time?... You said: 'When the work comes out, I will let everyone know the real name.'...Oh, but the result , you have occupied the magpie's nest for so many years."

Jiang Yuyuan turned his face away, as if he didn't want to hear any more.

"Do you remember what you said when you came to ask my mother to forgive me again after you broke your promise? You used the excuse that the company started shaky and needed you as a pillar, and you asked her to help you again, and she agreed. Because You said: 'Really, I regard you as my own sister, and when the dust settles, I will definitely clear your name.'”

"Do you still remember that after you lied to her time and time again, she finally came to her senses and came to see you, what did you say?... You said: 'I don't know what nonsense Miss An is talking about, I can't understand it.' ...Hehe, Mrs. Song's acting skills are really jaw-dropping."

Anzhi's detailed description forcefully brought the dusty past back to Jiang Yuyuan, and every memory she couldn't wait to erase was exposed so nakedly that she couldn't break free or escape.

She closed her eyes tightly, as if she could not hear what An Zhi said, and shouted under her throat: "Shut up!"

An Zhi was already evil at this time, the more embarrassing Jiang Yuyuan was, the more he couldn't stop: "Is it hard to listen? I haven't finished yet."

Jiang Yuyuan was so angry that he dug his fingernails into the sofa, his whole body was trembling, and his vicissitudes of voice almost broke: "I told you to shut up! Who allowed you to talk to me like this? What is this, huh? You are judging me Is it?!" After shouting, she seemed anxious to defend herself: "...I, I didn't lie to her, I didn't lie to Zhenzhen. I have thought about justifying her name, yes! Of course I have thought about it! It's her! It's her who left too early, I didn't have time!"

An Zhi felt her heartbeat quicken, her breathing was a little short, and even her eardrums were buzzing due to the backflow of blood: "Go early? Without you, she could have lived her life in peace!"

An Zhi stepped forward, bent slightly, and was only a foot away from Jiang Yuyuan's face, and the poisoned hatred could be seen more clearly: "When you are so beautiful, we are so poor that we can't even afford to live in a hospital." .She had already given up arguing with you, it was you who wanted to cross the river and tear down the bridges, and kill them all!"

An Zhi took out a recording pen from his arms, and threw it into Jiang Yuyuan's arms: "You bribe the hospital, let them hide the news of the bone marrow adaptation, and let her wait for death in such despair... What's in it, It's the recording of your call with the doctor, do you want to review it?"

Jiang Yuyuan couldn't make a sound, she opened her mouth and panted sharply, her face convulsed, she grabbed the recording pen, slammed it viciously on the floor, and ran over it with high heels until it broke and shattered, as if , those dirty deals never existed.

"I didn't...I didn't want her to die..." Jiang Yuyuan had a grim face, "I just wanted her to recover slowly...that's all."

An Zhi clenched his fists: "He is dead, you can say whatever you want."

Jiang Yuyuan raised his red eyes: "So, you have been dormant for so long just to wait until today to embarrass me?"

"What do you say?"

Jiang Yuyuan immediately raised the corners of her mouth and smiled, her back straightened up, and her whole body seemed to be reinvigorated, but there was some viciousness and irony in her eyes, she was so frightened that she had no taboos.

"You are nothing more than that. Do you think you can ruin me by ruining today's press conference? Stop dreaming, you will only ruin yourself! There is no evidence for what you said, who will believe your words? Yes, I am indeed not the creator of Fanling, I don’t even know how to click Cui, but so what, I am not the one who wins!”

The atmosphere in the room was intense and dignified.

"Papa--"

An Zhi stretched out his hand and applauded Jiang Yuyuan in a moderate manner.Jiang Yuyuan was stunned for a moment.

What a strange reaction, what a strange applause.

An Zhi smiled and clapped, the way he spoke was like a snake spitting out letters in Jiang Yuyuan's eyes.

"It's such a wonderful speech. The guests at the scene must have heard it very, very, satisfied."

Jiang Yuyuan's soul trembled as if being hit by the beating of a big drum in front of his face, and he seemed to be forced to drown in the water with his head held down. Water poured in from all directions, making it difficult to even breathe.

The anger and shame in her eyes had all disappeared, and the bottom of her eyes was dark, with a faint light of horror and fear.

She began to stammer, her voice was also hoarse: "What... what do you mean?"

An Zhi stood up, walked to the window, opened the gauze curtain, and there was a flashing red camera on the window.

The moonlight flowed on Anzhi's body like flowing silver. Under such a cold silhouette, he was decorated as an envoy of God, who came to judge crimes and punishments.

He opened his mouth, like a cold aria, and read out the verdict that haunted Jiang Yuyuan's nightmare for 11 years.

"One day you will have nothing, but it's all your own fruit."

……

The video ends and the field lights come on.

The audience was like a funeral scene, and they didn't know what else to say for a while.In other words, everyone was shocked and couldn't digest the content at all.

Fanling, Jiang Yuyuan, plagiarism, murder.

Each of these words is of great weight when taken out, but people dare not string them together.But it can't be denied at all, because Jiang Yuyuan in the video simply admitted it himself.

In the end, the media was the first to react, and immediately took out their mobile phones and rushed back to the station, demanding a big report.The reporters on the scene rushed to Song Zhiyang with their camera microphones on their hands.

"Mr. Song! Excuse me, is everything in the video just now true?!"

"Mr. Song! Is Fanling really plagiarizing a work?! Please answer positively!"

"President Song! May I ask if you know about this matter? Did you participate?!"

"President Song...!"

Wu Yangyang's people surrounded Song Zhiyang tightly, and the problems they projected became sharper and sharper.It's just that Song Zhiyang couldn't answer at all.

It was as if his soul had been sucked out of him, and he didn't even know where he was, what he was doing, and what he was going to do.He could only see the mouths of the reporters in front of him opening and closing, but couldn't hear what they were saying.

Now his mind is full of that strange An Zhi just now, an An Zhi he has never known before.

He didn't know whether he should be sad or sad, or angry, the mixed feelings were too complicated.

Sooner or later you will regret it.

What should I do with you.

No one is me, who knows what.

Song Zhiyang suddenly remembered what An Zhi said, and it played repeatedly in his brain like a flash of inspiration.

It turned out that those clues had already been revealed.It turned out that what he said meant this.

The security guards were dispatched one after another, stopping the surrounding journalists one meter away from Song Zhiyang.Through the heavy human wall, Song Zhiyang clearly saw Qin Ge where he was, and smiled playfully.

He moved his lips, and Song Zhiyang understood immediately.

"It's ironic that the unexpected happened."