Tang Yan realized how redundant it was to send a text message to Yi Xianchen to discuss divorce.

The decisions she made seriously were already a fact of the knowledge for others.

Aunt Zhao was made restless by the news, and scolded both the TV station and the reporter in a loud voice. comforted Tang Yan again, saying, "These people are just idle!" It doesn't matter if there is a traffic jam on the street, and the seats on the bus are not reported, but they come to us! I don't know where to grab something, so I dare to make it up! Ayan, don't take it to heart. ”

Tang Yan smiled, "I didn't take it to heart." Don't be angry. ”

It is impossible for Aunt Zhao not to be angry, she has always protected calves, and she is an anxious child. She grabbed her mobile phone and was about to call Yi Xianchen, but before the number was dialed, the landline at home rang first.

Soon, the doorbell rang too.

Both Tang Yan and Aunt Zhao underestimated the impact of that news.

Tang Yan, as the only bloodline left in the world by Tang Zhentang, a famous artist in Shucheng, and she herself has the halo of Shucheng's first cheongsam beauty, and a little wind and grass will naturally attract everyone's attention. What's more, she also revealed that she was married to the Yi family's grandson, but was denied by the Yi family.

Blind, married, slapped in the face - these three words are enough to push her to the forefront of public opinion.

The landline at home has been blown up by reporters, and Aunt Zhao is so angry that she pulls out the phone line. A large number of professional or amateur media people lined up from the courtyard gate to the alley, and the doorbell was already dumb.

Tang Yan sat on the sofa, although the living room and the gate were still separated by a courtyard, the noise and the gossip of everyone still reached her ears.

Aunt Zhao can't go out to pick up people, what if the door opens, what if those people run in and hurt Tang Yan!

If you want to call Yi Xianchen, you don't have a chance at all. Tang Yan and Aunt Zhao's numbers were leaked, and those people couldn't get through to the landline, so they called their mobile phones, and the "dingding" rang non-stop. Aunt Zhao could only turn off the phone.

The whole world seems to be in chaos, and the old house that gave Tang Yan a shelter is also in danger.

"It's okay, Aunt Zhao, they know it. I'm blind, but I'm not ashamed. Tang Yan pulled Aunt Zhao to sit down, rested her head lightly on her shoulder, and never mentioned anything that was not recognized by the Yi family.

She wrapped one hand around Aunt Zhao's arm, and the other hand reached behind her, brushing Aunt Zhao's back from top to bottom like animals touching each other's hair, and whispered, "I'm sorry, Aunt Zhao, let you follow me to be afraid." Thank you for always being with me. ”

Aunt Zhao was angry and distressed, and her eyes were red.

……

Yi Xianchen stayed in the hospital office all night to sort out the project materials. He asked the others to go back first, and he stayed to finish it himself.

At around 5 o'clock in the morning, after handing out the project to Dr. Zhang, he leaned back in his chair and fell asleep for a while.

At seven o'clock, the phone rang. He had always felt shallow, and his heart was pressed again, and he opened his eyes almost reflexively.

- Find a time, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to divorce the marriage.

Two text messages with the same content were side by side on the screen, and the feeling of sluggishness in the air made his eyes and heart ache.

Holding his phone and leaning on the seat, he didn't feel sleepy.

As he got up, the leg of the chair slashed on the ground with a screeching sound.

When the Cadillac drove out of the hospital gate, it was fast, like a beast of prey, trying to break something in the fog.

Mrs. Yi asked the maid to call him back. Yi Xianchen put his hands on the steering wheel, turned on the mobile phone and threw it on the co-pilot next to him, he didn't think about it, he only gave two words, "No time." ”

"This ......" The maid hesitated a little, and then Mrs. Yi's sonorous and powerful voice came from the earpiece, "If you don't come back, I will have the final say on your marriage with the girl of the Tang family!" ”

Yi Xianchen slowed down sharply and picked up his phone, "What do you want to do?" ”

The other end is already hanging.

The Cadillac had already driven to the entrance of the alley, and through the windshield, the wisteria hanging on the eaves of the Tang family's courtyard could be vaguely seen.

When the car reversed out of the alley, he was actually relieved.

Just now, he was speeding all the way, and his mind was occupied by the information sent to him by Tang Yan. He needs to talk to Tang Yan.

But when he actually got here, he realized that he had no position to talk to her at all.

What to talk about? How to talk about it?

Tang Yan doesn't love him, why doesn't he let Tang Yan divorce?

Twenty-five years of life, he became a coward for the first time in his life.

Yi Xianchen drove the car back to the Yi family's villa in Banshan, and at first he noticed that something was wrong on the mountain road.

And the closer to the Yijia villa, the denser the car. Yi Xianchen's car was blocked almost a few hundred meters from the entrance of the villa, and he honked his horn a few times, but the car in front of him did not move. He pulled out the key and came down.

His appearance is so outstanding that it's hard not to get noticed. Seeing that the direction he was traveling was directly to the door of the Yi family's villa, some people immediately thought that he was not the Yi family, or it was related to the Yi family.

A reporter jumped up to him with a microphone, "Hello, do you know about the marriage between the Yi family's grandson and Miss Tang?" Did they get a license, or did they get a divorce, or was there no such thing at all? If it's a divorce, does it have anything to do with Miss Tang being blind? When the hell was Miss Tang blind—"

"Visually impaired."

Yi Xianchen stopped and reached out to remove the microphone that had been pestled to his chin.

"Huh?" The reporter was a little embarrassed and was about to change his words, but then reacted and said excitedly: "Do you know Miss Tang?" That's why Miss Tang is blind...... No, is it true that you have an eye disease? Can you reveal your identity? ”

Yi Xianchen lowered his eyes, and the sun could not shine into his cold and hard shell. No one knew what he was thinking.

After a few seconds, he took the initiative to look at the camera diagonally opposite him and said, "Tang Yan is my wife." ”