The sarcastic reception saw Lin Yiran's pain.
She bent down slightly, and a smile that was not easy to detect, "Mr. Lin, are you okay? I just sprinkle some tea on you and I will clean it for you."
Lin Yiran pursed her thin lips tightly, and then she saw clearly the famous brand on her chest.
Song Yan.
These two words made Lin Yiran feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
She frowned slightly, raised her eyelids and looked at the woman.
A familiar face suddenly appeared in Lin Yiran's heart.
The secretary before Li Hanxuan, Song Yu.
The Song Yu who wanted her life and drove her down in the heavy rain...
Although Song Yan's eyebrows and eyes were not as beautiful as Song Yu, they still looked a little similar to Song Yu when they looked closely.
Her eyes fell on the water cup fragments on the ground, hoping that she just thought too much, "It's okay, go and clean the glass fragments, be careful."
Song Yan squatted on the ground, just using his fingers to pick up the fragments on the ground.
There was no expression on her face, and her tone was always sarcastic. "It would hurt if this glass fragment pierced into her fingers. Miss Lin probably won't understand the pain of ten fingers connecting the heart, right?"
Lin Yiran's voice seemed to be blocked. As the glass fragments touched the ground, she just sighed.
The relationship between Song Yan and Song Yu is the ten fingers connected to the heart in Song Yan's mouth.
Although Song Yan's words sounded irrelevant, Lin Yiran could hear the meaning of her words.
Lin Yiran stood up with the handrail, leaned down and looked at the woman in a black suit, "You are Song Yu's sister."
Song Yan, who was picking up the glass fragments, was stunned for a moment. She briefly stopped the movements in her hand and snorted coldly: "You have cheated Song Yu for the rest of your life."
A trace of pain flashed through Lin Yiran's eyes, which was full of irony to Song Yan, "The road was chosen by her own, she wanted my life..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Hanxuan, who had changed his clothes, walked out.
Hearing the sound, Song Yan's face gradually returned to normal. She continued to pick up the pieces of the cup, "President Lin is careful of his feet."
Li Hanxuan tied the buttons on his cuffs and saw the tea stains on Lin Yiran's clothes at a glance.
His face looked a little gloomy, and a hint of coldness gradually floated on the corners of his mouth, "What's wrong?"
Feeling Li Hanxuan's low pressure, Lin Yiran relieved his emotions a little and explained to Song Yan: "No... nothing. I accidentally spilled the teacup."
Song Yan didn't even raise his head, "I will clean it up."
Having already known Song Yan's true identity, Lin Yiran's eyes gradually dimmed a little, revealing a complicated look.
She just tentatively asked about the relationship between Song Yan and Song Yu, but she didn't expect that her guess was true.
After carefully calculating the time, Song Yu should be released from prison after being sentenced and will be released from prison in the past year and two years.
Thinking of what Song Yan said, Lin Yiran felt like a huge rock was piled up in her heart, which made her frown and her heart was irritated.
Li Hanxuan took the coat handed over by the waiter and urged Lin Yiran, who was still stunned, "Let's go, Lin Xikai should be anxious."
When he heard that Li Hanxuan was about to leave, the receptionist came over and stood by and said goodbye to Li Hanxuan.
They said in unison, Mr. Li walked slowly.
Song Yan was the only one, holding the fragments of the cup in his hand and bowed to Lin Yiran with a smile: "Mr. Lin walks slowly, be careful of the steps."

Chapter completed!