Chapter 172
I Became A Hit After My Divorce!
172 I Want to Know the Truth
Yan Zimeng didnât stop at all when she heard this. She left the filming location with her assistant. After getting into the car, her expression darkened. âHave you dealt with everything?â
âDonât worry, Sister Yan.â He Feng started the car. âIâm very careful. Besides, that driver is already dead. Thereâs no evidence. His family doesnât know about our deal at all.â
Yan Zimeng let out a long sigh. âBut why do I feel so uneasy?â
He Feng didnât reply. Two people had already died. How could she feel at ease?
âWhereâs Han Binglan?â Yan Zimeng suddenly asked.
âThe hospital actually blocked the news.â He Feng frowned. âIâm not sure for the time being.â
âThen investigate.â Yan Zimeng grabbed her hair in frustration. âI want to know if sheâs dead.â
âOkay.â He Feng hurriedly agreed.
The car soon entered Tsinghua Park.
âSister Yan, itâs Young Master Yang,â He Feng reminded.
Yan Zimeng looked up. Indeed, there was someone standing at the entrance of her villa. It was Yang Jinxuan. She hurriedly adjusted her emotions and even took out a mirror to look at her face before pushing the door open and getting out of the car. âBrother Jinxuan, why are you here? Didnât you say that you were going to the capital to discuss a project?â
Yang Jinxuan hurriedly threw the cigarette butt into the trash can beside him. âI just came back. I called you as soon as I got off the plane, but you didnât answer. The production team said that you werenât feeling well and came back, so I came over to take a look.â
âCome in and talk.â Yan Zimeng took out her keys and opened the door. âActually, Iâm fine. I just didnât sleep well.â Then, she took out her phone and took a look. âItâs out of battery. I actually forgot to charge it. This Xiao He...â
However, Yang Jinxuan pulled her over and held her shoulders with both hands. He lowered his head slightly and looked at her. âMengmeng, what happened?â
âBrother Jinxuan, what are you asking?â Yan Zimeng widened her innocent eyes. âWhy donât I understand?â
âHan Binglan.â Yang Jinxuan stared at Yan Zimeng. âDid you do it?â
âAre you questioning me?â Yan Zimengâs expression suddenly darkened as she pushed the other party away. âWhat right do you have to question me?â
âMengmeng.â A trace of hurt flashed across Yang Jinxuanâs eyes. âYou know that I will never hurt you. I just want to know the truth.â
âThereâs no truth. She has nothing to do with me.â
âReally?â
âIf you donât believe me, leave.â Yan Zimeng kicked off her high heels and turned to walk upstairs.
Yang Jinxuan frowned, but he didnât leave. Instead, he followed her. âMengmeng, Iâm sorry. I donât want to suspect you, but... the police have already determined that it wasnât an accident, but a murder...â
Yan Zimeng suddenly turned around. âMurder?â
Yang Jinxuan nodded. âI have a classmate at the municipal bureau. I just spoke to him on the phone. They said that they have already found some evidence. I heard that the head of the team personally led a team to investigate. After all, two people died and three were injured. One of the injured is a foreigner. It might cause an international dispute...â
Yan Zimengâs expression changed slightly.
âMengmeng, I think you should trust me...â
âBrother Jinxuan.â Yan Zimeng panicked. She really didnât expect the consequences to be so serious. âI...â
âMengmeng, donât worry. Iâll help you at any time.â
Yan Zimeng threw herself into Yang Jinxuanâs arms and cried. âBrother Jinxuan, I didnât want to...â