Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

The night was getting darker and darker. The high-end cocktail parties in the bustling streets were full of extravagance and decadence, the music was deafening, and the brilliant and shimmering neon lights were dazzling.

The handsome bartender at the bar was mixing colorful liquids in a cocktail glass. Under the light, her dark blue wolf-tail hair made her delicate face look even more youthful.

A slender figure sat down at the bar, Fang Ran raised his head, and said, "Have a drink—"

Before he could finish his question, he saw the person stop and asked with a smile in his eyes, "Why are you here?"

Qiao Ruyi tapped her slender fingers on the glass cabinet and said, "Do me a favor."

Fang Ran pushed a glass of non-alcoholic juice towards her and asked, "Does it look like something important?"

Otherwise, she would definitely call her instead of coming directly to a place like Yanyu where all kinds of people gather to find her.

Qiao Ruyi took out a cell phone and placed it on the table. "Fang Ran, can you help me turn on this phone?"

Fang Ran glanced at the phone, which was outdated in design but in excellent condition. "It's been around for years, hasn't it? Is the stuff in it important to you?"

Qiao Ruyi didn't say much, just said, "This is my mother's phone."

Fang Ran looked at her delicate face and nodded, "I understand."

She took the phone and checked it. "It's been frozen for too long. It might take some time."

"You are an expert in this area, I trust you." Qiao Ruyi smiled faintly, "Fang Ran, I'm counting on you."

She spoke very seriously. Fang Ran smiled and raised his hand to hook her chin. "Got it, miss. Leave it to me. I'll come get it later."

......

In the dark alley outside the bar, a girl in black casual clothes was leaning against the wall and smoking.

Seeing someone walking towards her from a distance, she threw the cigarette in her hand on the ground, extinguished it, and took out a cell phone from her pocket and handed it to her.

Looking at the phone with a still black screen, Qiao Ruyi was stunned.

"Can't open it?" She looked at Fang Ran, a hint of loss flashing in her eyes in the darkness.

Fang Ran smiled and pressed the power button. Then the phone screen lit up, and the white light shone on the girl's face. She could clearly see the smile on her lost face.

The moment the screen lit up, Qiao Ruyi's eyes became hot and she suppressed the urge to cry.

The desktop of the phone is a picture of their family of three fifteen years ago.

In the photo, Yin Rufang is young and beautiful, smiling brightly, her eyes full of her husband and daughter.

Fang Ran saw the tears welling up in her eyes, "Ruyi, I want to apologize to you."

Hearing this, Qiao Ruyi looked up at her.

Fang Ran sighed softly, "When I was hacking the phone, I saw things on it that I shouldn't have seen."

These words hit Qiao Ruyi's heart like a heavy stone.

"Is...about my stepmother?" she asked softly.

"Yes." Fang Ran lowered his head, unable to hide it. "I put the photo in the album. I think that's why you opened your phone."

Qiao Ruyi's face turned pale and she opened the photo album with trembling hands.

Hundreds of them...

Every photo shows a man and a woman being intimate, naked and entangled...it's disgusting.

The people in the photo are Li Ling and Qiao He.

Tears as big as beans fell on the screen of the mobile phone, and the white light stung her eyes.

It turns out that her mother suffered so much injustice before she died!

She raised her head and wiped away her tears, "Thank you, Fang Ran."

Seeing that she was clearly sad but pretending to be strong, Fang Ran hugged her and felt her body trembling slightly. "Can I take you home?"

Qiao Ruyi shook her head and said, "I want to be alone."

As she turned around, she looked at Fang Ran again, "Can you keep this a secret for me?"

"Of course." Fang Ran looked at her and smiled. "Whatever our relationship is, I know what to do without you telling me."

Fang Ran watched her hold the phone tightly in her hand as she walked towards the sports car and then drove away.

She stood there, sighed, lit a cigarette, and prepared to go home.

After taking a few steps, I noticed a figure in front of me looking at me.

In the darkness, she couldn't see the man's appearance, but she recognized the figure at a glance.

"He Yifei?"

She took a few steps forward and found that the person was her ex-girlfriend, who was standing there with tears on her face.

She suddenly chuckled. No, maybe she wasn't even her ex-girlfriend.

She didn't want to bother with her anymore and was ready to turn around and leave.

"Fang Ran!"

He Yifei called her and ran forward a few steps to stand behind her. "My brother is dead."

Fang Ran's body trembled.

When they were together, she occasionally heard He Yifei say that she had a younger brother who was about twelve years old and attended an aristocratic school.

Fang Ran turned around to look at her, and now he could clearly see that her face was covered in tears, her eyes were swollen, her clothes and hair were no longer delicate, and she didn't have any brand name bags on her.

"My brother is dead," He Yifei cried. "I lied to you. He didn't go to any aristocratic school. He was blind. I sent him to the Baixin Charity Medical Institution. The person in charge there said my brother had excellent grades and was sent abroad. But I only found out these days that my brother is dead!"

A life was lost, and the charity not only did not give any explanation, but simply told the family that it was an accidental death, and then paid a pitifully small amount of compensation, hastily resolving the matter.

Fang Ran took a puff of cigarette, feeling mixed emotions.

"I'm sorry, I can't help."

There is no longer any relationship between them where they can help each other.

"You can help me!" He Yifei asked tearfully, "That person just now is your friend Qiao Ruyi, right? The one who gave me trouble because of you?"

Fang Ran frowned, "What does this have to do with her?"

"Her husband is Ling Zishi's cousin, the president of LS Group. His name is Ling Che, right?"

He Yifei clutched Fang Ran as if grasping at a lifeline. "I saw it online. The owner of Baixin Charity is Zhuang Ce, Ling Che's uncle. They're related! So, could you ask Qiao Ruyi to help me inquire about my brother?"

Fang Ran refused, "He Yifei, I can't help you. This matter has nothing to do with Ruyi, and I won't bother her because of you."

Besides, what happened just now was already a big enough blow to her.

As a friend, she didn't want to cause Ruyi any unnecessary trouble.

"I beg you, Fang Ran. I was wrong about what happened before. I was vain and I cheated you out of your money! I don't like women at all. I cheated on you because you were handsome and wanted your money. I admit all of this! My brother is my only relative. Please help me, please. I just want to know the truth about my brother! He was only twelve years old. I just want to know how he died! Please help me, please!"

She burst into tears, grabbed Fang Ran's hand and knelt down in front of her.

She cried pitifully, and Fang Ran's eyes felt a little sore.

She once really liked He Yifei and really thought that they could be together bravely regardless of these worldly views.

It turns out that all the feelings she had given were just her own wishful thinking.

She took a deep breath and said, "He Yifei, I can only promise you that I will find a chance to talk to Ruyi about this matter, but whether she will help or not depends on her willingness."

"Okay!" He Yifei agreed with tears on her face.

"And." Fang Ran pulled her hand away, "From now on, neither of us should look for each other again. Let's just pretend we've never met."

He Yifei was slightly stunned and lowered her head, "Okay."