"..."

"In two days, I will let all the shareholders of the consortium come over. It is a chance for you to fight for, but if you can't do it, you have to promise me and show up at the wedding at the end of the month!"

There was a gloomy light in Yan Sheng's eyes, and he was determined to let Yan Chengchi marry Ye Mingsha as soon as possible, so as not to have many dreams at night.

Yan Chengchi pressed his thin lips indifferently, took a deep look at Yan Sheng, and turned away without saying a word.

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In the hospital of G city.

Yang Muya watched Xia Hua all night, and the doctor said that he had begun to perceive the outside world. He hoped that his family members could speak with him more, which might stimulate him to wake up as soon as possible.

wake up……

Yang Muya looked at the man lying on the bed with a haggard face.

Even if she hated his unfeeling, she still hoped to wake up, but after they were separated for twenty-four years, she didn't know at all, what else could she say to him besides hate poisoning him.

He abandoned their love, is it possible to let her remember the past with him?

"Ms. Yang, we have checked the information you want. This is the record of Mr. Xia's car accident." The private detective handed a kraft paper bag to Yang Muya.

Yang Muya's eyes flashed, and she quickly opened her hand and swept over the information one by one.

At the end, his face sank slightly.

"The car accident was tragic at that time, but no traces of man-made actions were found afterwards, so it was judged to be a traffic accident. Do we need to continue the investigation?"

The private detective asked respectfully.

Yang Muya spoke without thinking, "Check."

She has never done anything halfway through, and since she wants to know, she will definitely check it out.

What's more, instinct told her that this matter is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

As soon as the private detective left, the assistant who had been keeping an eye on S City for Yang Muya came.

"Mr. Yang, just received a notice. Yan Sheng asked the major shareholder of the consortium to go to the hospital two days later. He has important matters to discuss, and the notice has also been sent to you."

Yang Muya was startled, "What does Yan Sheng want to do?"

After the Yang family faded out of the Yan family consortium, they have been in a semi-reclusive state. Such notices would reach Yang Muya every time, but she never paid attention.

"It's not clear at the moment, but there is only a vague rumbling that is related to Chi Shao's marriage." The assistant replied respectfully.

"Yan Sheng's contrived style hasn't changed at all for so many years." Yang Muya snorted coldly, her eyes filled with something.

The corner of his eye fell to Xia Changyue who was standing at the door. Zitong tightened, got up from the bed, and walked towards her.

"Where did you go yesterday? Mom is very worried about you." Yang Muya held her hand and found that her palm was cold, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.

Xia Changyue glanced at her, his gaze fell on the assistant behind her.

"Did something happen?" Xia Changyue asked.

"It's okay, it's just a daily report." Yang Muya's eyes flashed, and she waved her hand to let the assistant leave first, then pulled Xia Changyue into the ward and pressed her onto the chair.

"Yueyue, I know you are not willing to go back to Yang's house with me now, but if you are my biological mother, can't you really call me mother?"

Yang Muya's eyes were red, looking at her expectantly.

Xia Changyue turned her head to look at Xia Hua on the hospital bed. What flashed in her mind was Yang Muya who couldn't find the child again and again, and she bit her lip: "Mom."