After returning the text message, he raised his head and looked in the direction of Yijia Villa.

Across the long yard, she looked straight at her room.

The lights are very bright, but their world seems to be a moment, only darkness is left.

Yan Shuhan was silent for a few minutes, then gathered his eyes, turned around and returned to the apartment.

Back to the apartment, only a few hours later.

A few hours ago, it was still warm here. She was nestling in his arms and asked if he was going to prepare a candlelight dinner for her.

He deliberately distracted her and set up a proposal scene, but he did not have time to let her accidentally find the proposal ring...

Yan Shuhan walked forward alone and sat on the sofa with his hands propped on his chin, thinking about recent events.

What went wrong?

Who else would it be to send those photos to the apartment?

Is the other party's purpose to stimulate Xiao Ling, or is it to let him see those photos?

Thinking of those photos, Yan Shuhan stood up again and walked to Yi Xiaoling's room.

Entering the room, the air was cold.

In the room, everything is neat and tidy, except that there are a pile of cut photos in the trash can.

The photo is cut very fragmented, and there are traces of blood in the fragments...

The scissors on the table were also stained with blood.

Yan Shuhan's pupil tightened, and he could almost imagine that Yi Xiaoling was in this room just now, afraid and anxious to destroy these photos.

Even the scissors hurt her hand, she didn't stop...

She must have hurt her hand, is it deep?

Did Yi Haiyin and Yan Ling find out?

Does anyone treat her wounds?

Countless worries rushed into Yan Shuhan's heart, like an invisible hand, pinching his throat, making him breathless with heartache.

He would rather be the one who was injured, and the one who experienced all the pain, he could bear all this for her...

I didn't want to, I could only watch her in fear, fear, collapse...

"Ah—" Yan Shuhan kicked the trash can in front of him, hitting the wall with his fist.

"Knocking!"

"President, the people who entered and exited this apartment today have been checked." The secretary took the information and quickly walked in from the outside, seeing the whole person Yan Shuhan as if immersed in magical charm, suddenly stiff.

The prepared report also choked.

She has seen Yan Shuhan angry, but she has never seen him like this, the whole person is filled with a breath of non-entry, as if to kill everything...

In his eyes, it was all killing intent!

The secretary was startled by the look in his eyes, and took a step back with a pale face.

"President..."

"What did you find, say!" Yan Shuhan's eyes constricted, and when he heard the secretary's words, he regained his senses, stepped forward, and took the information from her.

"Back, back to the president, and adjusted all the monitoring of the apartment. We found that a few people walked in and out of this apartment strangely in the evening, and the photos were printed out."

The secretary slowed down and quickly explained.

After her words, Yan Shuhan had already extracted the photos.

The photos taken by the surveillance system are a bit blurry, but you can still see the people on it.

"A total of four people are the most suspicious, three men, one woman, nothing else, but this woman looks like a person." The secretary's hand quickly pointed to the last photo.