Han Shangen sat in the car, his eyes closed, his hands around his chest, and a cigarette in his hand.

"Sister, is this okay?" Han Suen, who was driving, had a gloomy gaze and a solemn expression.

Han Shangen opened his eyes, and his voice was cold, "I don't know, let's gamble, after all, you can't force the woman to deal with President An, become a king or lose a villain, it's a big deal, start over." ”

Han Soen glanced at her in the rearview mirror, sighed in his heart, stepped on the accelerator, and sped up.

The car quickly drove to the hospital, Seoul National University Hospital.

Han Shangen took out his cigarette, picked up a bouquet of flowers placed next to the seat, and smiled slightly: "Of course you have to match a flower to visit the patient, you are waiting for me here." ”

Han Suen looked at her sister who left, her eyebrows were slightly condensed, she was still dressed in white, and she seemed to love this color.

Han Shangen came to the ward with the flowers, looked up at the number on the door number, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, and he reached out to open the door of the ward and walked in.

The person lying on the hospital bed looked sideways, and his face changed instantly, "You?!" ”

Han Shangen walked to the head of the bed, looked at the woman lying on the bed and smiled, "Long time no see, Yingyou." ”

The woman known as Yeongwoo is a high-level director of Chairman Ahn's company and used to be friends with Han Sang-eun.

"You're Han Sang-eun?" Yingyou's eyes were full of vigilance, she had heard about it before, and she knew that President An raided the Lingzong Pavilion late at night, but she didn't expect Han Shangen to actually find her.

Han Shangen raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes." ”

Yingyou sat up, leaned back on the cushion, and said, "Sit down." ”

Han Shangen shook his head and said, "No, I'm short on time." ”

Yingyou looked at her seriously, she hadn't seen her for many years, Han Shangen's appearance had not changed, but she had more temperament.

"What are you going to say?" Yingyou asked lightly.

Han Shangen raised his hand and put the flower on the head of her bed, "This is your favorite iris, and it is also that person's favorite, if nothing happens, I should have a good time with you now." ”

A scorn crossed Yingyou's eyes, she glanced at the iris and sneered, "So what? Are you here to visit the sick or to talk to me about the dead man? ”

"Dead people? He is An Daolang, how could he not know the bureau set up for him at that time? Han Shangen said with a chuckle.

Yingyou looked at her in surprise, and memories flooded back all of a sudden.

Two years ago, An Daolang, who was serving as president, was called to Maple Cliff one night, where he was assassinated. An Daolang is the brother of the current President Ahn and the husband of Eiwoo.

Before he died, he seemed to have expected that he would have today's situation, hid Yingyou, and protected her without leaking, and after learning that he died, Yingyou, who had never appeared in front of the public, escaped for half a year, and then returned to this company, on the one hand, he wanted to investigate the cause of An Daolang's death, and on the other hand, he wanted to support Chairman An, so that the company that had poured his life's work into An Daolang became stronger and stronger.

Speaking of which, when Han Shangen first became the head of the Lingzong Pavilion, An Daolang, who was a friend, also helped a lot.

Yingyou stared at her deadly, his heart beating faster, "What do you mean by that?" ”

"I've been to Maple Cliff to see it, and I've found a silk handkerchief in the dirt under the blood-soaked stone where he fell, I'm afraid it's yours, right?" Han Shangen took out a bag from his pocket, which contained a blood book.

Tears fell from Yingyou's eyes when she saw the silk handkerchief, and she took it tremblingly, looking at the words written in blood on it, but it was Chinese, "What is this?" ”

"Ann." Han Shangen said lightly.

Youngwoo looked at her suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

The corners of Han Shangen's mouth curled into a smile, "The death information contains the name of the murderer." ”

Youngwoo looked at her in shock, "So, who is it referring to?" ”

"I don't know this, I only know Chinese Nian'an." Han Shangen looked at Yingyou with tears on his face, and a mockery flashed in his eyes, stupid woman.

"You know that, right? You must have known who this refers to, or you wouldn't have come to me! Youngwoo excitedly reached out and grabbed Han Sang-eun and looked at her beggingly.

Han Shangen looked at her, she couldn't say that name, once she said it, Yingyou would definitely doubt her, and it would be in vain if the gains outweighed the losses.

Yingyou saw that she didn't mean to speak, so she had to let go, her eyes closed, "Thank you for giving me this, and I'll investigate the rest myself." ”

Han Shangen patted her on the shoulder, "Then I'll go first, as a former friend, you are one of the people I don't want to be an enemy, and you have to see who is the real object of your hunting, don't make a mistake." ”

Youngwoo looked at her blankly, watching Han Sang-eun's departing figure fall into deep thought.

After Han Shangen closed the door, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with danger.

"What do you say? Han Sang-eun went to the hospital to visit Yeong-woo? President An, who got the news, stood up suddenly, and surprise appeared on his usually calm face.

His men nodded.

President Ahn sat down, "No, Han Sang-eun actually knows Yingyou?" You, go and secretly investigate Yingyou for me. ”

"Yes."

President Ahn, who didn't know why, was falling into the trap set by Han Sang-eun at this time.

"Sister, did you succeed?" Han So-eun couldn't help but ask when she saw Han Sang-eun coming back.

Han Shangen smiled, "Of course." ”