In the past few years, the scandal between Song Siming and Zhanyi has been well known, and now that the two of them died in a car accident together, it will be even more popular.

One is the president of Los Angeles' high-end clothing fashion beauty, and the other is the spokesperson of a first-line supermodel and fashion beauty. They died together, and it was difficult not to get angry.

And she, Ye Anning, Song Siming's wife, how should she deal with herself under such rumors?

Coming out of the company, Ye Anning got into Song Zixian's car and sat in the back seat together. There was silence for a long time, and when Ye Anning was about to fall asleep leaning on the car, Song Zixian spoke up.

"Where were you when Armin had an accident yesterday afternoon?"

Opening his eyes in a daze, Ye Anning replied casually: "Home." ”

After listening, Song Zixian glanced at her and asked, "How is your relationship with Ah Ming during this time?" Did anything special happen?"

"No, what's wrong?" Furrowing his eyebrows in confusion, Ye Anning looked at Song Zixian with a puzzled expression. What the hell is he trying to say?

Song Zixian also looked at Ye Anning, and continued to ask with a calm face: "Have you made any special requests to Ah Ming recently?"

"For example?" Hearing this, if Ye Anning couldn't hear anything wrong, then she would really be a pig.

At this point, in the face of Ye Anning's forced eyes, Song Zixian did not dodge or dodge, and simply said directly: "It is impossible for Ah Ming to transfer the company and all assets to your name for no reason, and I, as the shareholder of the company second only to Ah Ming, need a reasonable explanation." ”

This is not to blame Song Zixian, but to blame this matter is too unbelievable, and anyone will be puzzled. Similarly, Ye Anning was also in this doubt.

However, her doubts fell in Song Zixian's eyes, but they had a deep meaning.

Looking at Song Zixian's skeptical eyes, Ye Anning knew that no matter how she explained, Song Zixian would not believe her, so after taking a deep breath, she spit out four words: "I don't know." ”

It's not that she doesn't want to give Song Zixian a reasonable explanation, it's that she really doesn't know anything.

After staring at Ye Anning with sharp eyes for a long time, Song Zixian turned around and asked, "Why did Ah Ming have an accident?" Has his car ever been tampered with?"

It has been a day and a night since Song Siming's accident, and the police station and hospital have been there, but Song Zixian still refuses to believe that Song Siming really died in an accident. He always felt that there was a conspiracy behind this car accident, and he always felt that Ye Anning was inseparable from Song Siming's death.

Song Siming's death does have something to do with Ye Anning, but it is not the kind of relationship that Song Zixian thought.

"What the hell do you mean? Are you suspecting that I killed my own husband?" Ye Anning, who was extremely tired after tossing for a day and a night, was interrogated by Song Zixian like a prisoner, which really made her very angry.

Looking at Ye Anning, who was almost collapsed, Song Zixian was unrelenting: "I just want to know the truth." ”

The truth? Where did the truth come from?

Grabbing his unkempt hair, Ye Anning angrily said to the driver: "Stop!" ”

"Huh-" The tires made a screeching sound when they rubbed against the ground, and without waiting for the car to stop, Ye Anning opened the door and got out of the car angrily.

Looking at Song Zixian with a high posture in the car, Ye Anning's chest was full of anger, and he said coldly: "Originally, I planned to return the company and property to the Song family after the funeral, but now it seems that there is no need for that!" Since Song Siming transferred the ownership to me, it is mine. Are you satisfied with this answer? Mr. Song. ”

After speaking, Ye Anning didn't wait for Song Zixian to answer, closed the car door with a 'bang', and walked away.

Song Zixian, who was sitting in the car, looked at Ye Anning's back with deep eyes, and his thin lips gradually tightened, stretching into a straight line.

It wasn't until Ye Anning's figure disappeared into the crowd of traffic that Song Zixian withdrew his gaze and ordered, "Go to the police station." ”

Since he suspected that the accident was not an accident, he had to find out. Ye Anning refused to say, so he went to check by himself.

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Dragging his weak body home, Ye Anning sat directly on the ground against the door without even changing his shoes.

"Meow-" As soon as Ye Anning closed her eyes, the two Ragdoll cats ran to her one after the other, rubbing their heads affectionately against her hands.

The familiar furry touch made Ye Anning's heart warm a little, and he opened his eyes and looked at the two cats and choked up: "Smoke bombs, flash bombs, your father is dead." ”

"Meow-" Listening to the warm cat meow, looking at the familiar room in front of him, and thinking about Song Siming's scene in this house, Ye Anning couldn't hold back anymore, hugged the cat and cried bitterly.

Song Siming, how could you die, how could you die. Without you, what will I do with the smoke grenade flashbang, what will I do with Zixin and Ziyu......

Holding the cat, thinking about the bits and pieces of getting along with Song Siming in the past, Ye Anning cried louder and louder. In the end, he fainted directly from crying.

The next morning, Ye Anning was woken up by a cat.

Looking at the eyes outside the window, Ye Anning was stunned, and then got up from the ground. Song Siming is going to be cremated this morning, and she is going to see him off for the last time.

went upstairs to take a shower and change clothes, and after a simple cleanup, Ye Anning went out. She didn't drive, she knew her state, she didn't want to go to see Song Siming so soon.

Although she is really sad that Song Siming is dead, she still has Zixin and Ziyu to support, and she must live strongly.