Lin Yan stood up, put his wealthy and congratulations into their respective cat cages, and then used a sticky ball to stick the cat hair all over his body.

"I know." After a moment, Lin Yan looked at Ling Yue and smiled softly, "No one can do such a thing except Lin Shuya. This is her normal operation."

After Ling Yue pondered for a moment, the corner of her mouth slightly raised, as if she had thought of something, "Sister, actually, this time is really a good opportunity, for you."

Hearing the sound, Lin Yan nodded slightly, "I understand what you mean."

First of all, if she could enter a place like a charity party, there would be only benefits but no harm for her. Moreover, she was already dark enough on the Internet. It doesn't matter how she qualified for a charity party. Even if she poured a bowl of ink on her now, she wouldn't be even darker than she is now.

Lin Yan naturally understood Ling Yue’s meaning.

To put it bluntly, Angel House has nothing to do with Lin Shuya. It was founded by Lin Yan many years ago.

If we can use this charity party to clearly understand the ins and outs of Angel House... this is the most interesting place.

Long before, Lin Yan had thought about it, but how to prove that Lin Shuya took away the Angel House from her, which was a little difficult.

There are still a few days left for the charity party to start, so Lin Yan is not in a hurry at this moment.

Lin Yan was just about to ask Ling Yue about some charity parties. After all, Ling Yue was also a top big shot in the circle at the time, and she must have known more about the things in the circle than her.

However, Lin Yan's eyes had just fallen on Ling Yue, but Ling Yue suddenly withdrew her gaze.

Feeling Ling Yue’s slight abnormality, Lin Yan frowned slightly.

Lin Yan has discovered several times during the days when Ling Yue is by her. When Ling Yue looks at her, she seems to have something to worry about or something else.

Lin Yan was also very surprised that before Xingchen brought Ling Yue back, she and Ling Yue seemed to have no intersection.

"Do I have money on my face?" Lin Yan said to Ling Yue.

Hearing the sound, Ling Yue raised her head and looked at Lin Yan again.

Immediately, Ling Yue smiled softly and said, "No, I just feel that, sister, you..."

"What's wrong with me?" Lin Yan looked curious.

When Ling Yue first saw her, she said she looked like someone, but she kept silent.

Ling Yue pondered for a moment, then shook her head.

It's impossible, Lin Yan can't be her...

How could that kind of existence appear in China, and how could it become Pei Yucheng's woman?

That person has long been missing, and the biggest possibility is death.

Yes, the woman she remembered was too crazy and lofty, and looked down on everything.

From the beginning, she inquired and searched for the traces of that person every moment, but until the end, she found nothing.

She was just the most inconspicuous among her thousands of elites, and the tasks she did were also the lowest level tasks. Even by chance, she had just seen the woman who was lofty.

Ling Yue still remembers that in her eyes, there was indifference and arrogance, and she was creating her ideal world...
Chapter completed!