With those familiar faces branded in his bones one by one surfacing before his eyes, Han Zhijin gradually lost consciousness.
...
Xia Wan’an was awakened by the jostling; she opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was the black leather of the car seat.
She was in a car, the road beneath uneven, making her extrely uncomfortable as she lay in the back seat.
She propped herself up, climbed out from the back seat, and through the car window, she saw the srizing sunset and endless wheat fields.
"Ms. Xia, are you awake?" A voice that sounded very familiar, yet not quite familiar, ca from the front.
Xia Wan’an instinctively withdrew her gaze from the window and looked toward the driver’s seat.
The driver was Chen Qingtian, still dressed in those very simple, rigid clothes, her heavy bangs hiding a third of her face, making her look very ordinary. However, for so reason, Xia Wan’an felt that Chen Qingtian seed sohow unfamiliar at this mont.
"Would you like so water?" Chen Qingtian, driving with one hand, handed a bottle of water to Xia Wan’an with the other.
Just like before, Xia Wan’an said "Thank you" to Chen Qingtian, took the bottle, twisted off the cap, and drank half the bottle of mineral water before lifting her eyelids and looking at Chen Qingtian again.
She stared intently at Chen Qingtian for a while, then her gaze fell on Chen Qingtian’s hand, observing her pale, slender wrist thoughtfully for a mont, then suddenly asked, "It’s you, isn’t it?"
Chen Qingtian, the driver, turned to look at Xia Wan’an, an innocent bafflent on her face: "Ms. Xia, what are you talking about?"
Xia Wan’an did not speak.
"Ms. Xia, I really don’t understand..."
"Is that so?" Xia Wan’an lightly interrupted Chen Qingtian’s words: "It’s okay, as long as you understand..."
After a pause, Xia Wan’an spoke again: "You deliberately did it yesterday, didn’t you? You deliberately told that you heard Su Ying’s phone call, deliberately letting know that Su Ying would et that person today..."
"An’an, you really misunderstand , I just thought that information might be useful to you..."
Chen Qingtian hadn’t finished speaking before Xia Wan’an again lightly interrupted, "Is it a misunderstanding? If it is a misunderstanding, then... on the day I was running for the General Manager of Han Family Enterprises, how did the design drafts in the USB drive disappear?"
"I don’t know about that, maybe, maybe you didn’t save it? Or perhaps, maybe I accidentally ssed up the USB drive?"
"You don’t have to rush to defend yourself, you might want to listen to my analysis first..." Xia Wan’an did not argue much with Chen Qingtian, "If I’m not mistaken, before you t Xia Wanwan, you already knew that Xia Wanwan was Xia Wan’an, right?"
"The reason you knew is because of Mrs. Han’s tea party. Su Ying not only failed to destroy Lu Yangui, but also ended up ruining her own reputation... It was then that you began to suspect that Xia Wan’an wasn’t dead..."
"You know very well; others might not understand certain things, but you quickly recognized that the Su Ying eting Lu Yangui in that video wasn’t Su Ying herself, but ... So after I took over as the head designer of Han Family Enterprises, you pretended to have been oppressed and wronged by Su Ying, crying secretly, and even brought out a design draft I had once discarded, in exchange for my sympathy and trust."
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