Li Hanxuan now hates this old man just like her.

It was him who caused their supposedly happy family to end up in ruins.

Her expression froze and she glanced at Li Hanxuan, "What do you need me to do?"

Li Hanxuan took a deep breath and said, "Show these things to Song Yan. She is still dreaming innocently, hoping that one day, Li Xiaonan will marry her home. Now, she should wake up from her dream."

"I understand, just wait for my news."

Lin Yiran lowered her head and glanced at the thing in her hand, then regained her mood and nodded to Li Hanxuan.

She left simply without looking back at Li Hanxuan.

Lin Yiran drove to Li's Group, she didn't want to wait any longer.

I can't even wait to see the Li family hurt each other.

Arriving at the coffee shop near Li's Group, Lin Yiran got out of the car.

She did not enter the store directly, but leaned next to the car and dialed Song Yan's phone, "Song Yan, this is Lin Yiran."

"What's the matter?" Song Yan's tone was a little impatient, as if she was still experiencing something unhappy.

Lin Yiran raised her chin slightly, "Let's meet, at a coffee shop one kilometer away from Li's Group."

Song Yan snorted coldly, "You are so funny. If you want to see me, I will go?"

"As for Li Xiaonan, you can choose not to come. I will wait for you for twenty minutes."

Lin Yiran hung up the phone and strode into the coffee shop with the file bag in hand.

She is not Bai Jingrou, and she has no time to play hard-to-get with Song Yan.

Whether he wants to come or not comes is Song Yan's own decision.

When the waiter saw Lin Yiran, he hurriedly greeted her, "Welcome."

"A cup of cappuccino." Lin Yiran ordered with a smile, then sat down by the window.

She looked around at the coffee shops. Thanks to Li Hanxuan, all the employees of Li's Group went to Shengqing Coffee Shop. There were no more customers in the coffee shops near Li's Group.

Song Yan was not as arrogant as she was on the phone. It only took her ten minutes to arrive at the coffee shop.

Lin Yiran raised the corners of her lips slightly. It seemed that this woman truly loved Li Xiaonan.

She was suddenly curious. What would Song Yan's expression be like when he saw the contents in the portfolio?

Song Yan sat on the sofa opposite Lin Yiran, with a cold expression on his face, "What do you want from me?"

Lin Yiran tapped her fingers on the file bag twice, "Gao Rourou is dead, did you know?"

"..." After hearing the news, Song Yan had a look of panic on his face, and then snorted coldly, "What does it have to do with me?"

Lin Yiran took a sip of coffee and said, "They say she died of suicide. I know her. She would not take her own life unless it was absolutely necessary. Of course, I won't remind you to be careful about who wants you.

Damn it, it’s useless even if I remind you.”

Song Yan rolled his eyes, "I don't care about Gao Rourou's life or death. You don't want to talk about Li Xiaonan, what happened to him."

Lin Yiran gradually raised the corners of her lips and moved the file bag in her hand forward, "Are you in such a hurry? Okay, then I'll get back to business. Take a look at the contents of this file bag."
Chapter completed!