After Breaking Up, I Married the Dying Tycoon in a Flash
Chapter 112: Through Fire and Water

Chapter 112: Chapter 112: Through Fire and Water

"Xie Zhang, what exactly are you trying to do!" Xie Quan was stunned, his anger uncontrollable: "Making Bian Yue witness such a huge joke, don’t you feel ashamed!"

"I still have some matters to handle with Bian Yue." After saying that, Xie Zhang strode out.

Bian Yue nodded politely to Xie Quan and followed Xie Zhang out.

Inside the car, the atmosphere was quiet.

Bian Yue had just contacted Yao Yimin, she looked towards Xie Zhang, who was staring out the window, lost in thought.

"What are you looking at?" Bian Yue asked faintly.

"Bian Yue, you might not believe this. I was seriously in a relationship with An Jiayi," Xie Zhang said, followed by a self-mocking laugh, "I never imagined that the cracks in our relationship were because of my father’s interference."

Bian Yue fell silent for a moment before saying, "Is it that you’ve never thought about it, or you’re afraid to think about it? Xie Zhang, even I understand, in families like yours, it’s most important to marry someone of equal social status."

"Do you and Shen Jinci match in social status?" Xie Zhang chuckled lightly, saying faintly: "Perhaps not really. But since Shen Jinci loves you, you became Mrs. Shen. Bian Yue, do you know what the biggest difference between me and Shen Jinci is?"

"What?"

"Shen Jinci has the courage and capabilities. The entire Shen Family listens to him, whereas I have nothing aside from my identity. The major reason you and Shiheng came to be today, is also because he lacks sufficient influence."

Xie Zhang closed his eyes, leaning back against the car seat, whispering softly, "Bian Yue, I know you must look down on me now, I look down on myself too."

"I don’t look down on you, I admire you for meeting Yao Yimin."

Bian Yue fiddled with the cellphone in her hand, looking down with a calm expression, "What you just said, I actually disagree."

Xie Zhang smiled, "Oh? Why?"

"I don’t think it’s because you and Li Sihe lack enough influence, that things have come to this point, in fact, it’s just that you both want too much and are unwilling to compromise."

"You are both exceptional talents, holding more chips than ordinary people. Xie Zhang, the 18-year-old Bian Yue could start over with Li Sihe, but the 18-year-old Li Sihe has no such thing as starting over in life, and neither do you."

After Bian Yue finished speaking, she flipped her phone onto her knees.

Her words sounded gentle, but in reality, they were harsh to the ear.

Xie Zhang’s heart sank, "Are you saying that Shiheng and I are selfish?"

"Everyone is selfish, just to different extents. You haven’t done anything wrong, but I’ll be braver than you." Bian Yue looked at Xie Zhang: "If I love someone, I can ignore the pros and cons, I can go through fire and water."

Xie Zhang looked at Bian Yue’s serious expression, and after a long while, he smiled.

"You and Shen Jinci really are a match," said Xie Zhang. "You both are crazy."

The car stopped downstairs of a hotel.

Bian Yue led Xie Zhang into the elevator, knocking on the door of the top-floor suite.

The door opened, and Yao Yimin, wearing a robe and clutching a script, stood at the door, her gaze fixed accurately on Xie Zhang, filled with scrutiny.

However, the next second, she looked away and side-stepped, "Come in."

Bian Yue and Xie Zhang entered as told.

European decor, in a remote suburb, finding such a hotel, Director Liu truly treated Yao Yimin like a deity.

But the director cherishes talent, such a young top actress, the treatment is high, and it’s justified.

Bian Yue saw scattered scripts on the sofa, carelessly spread out, with multicolored markings.

"Miss Yao, may I sit here with Xie Zhang?"

"Sit wherever you like." Yao Yimin’s voice, from afar to near, her hands now holding two cups of water, placed in front of Bian Yue and Xie Zhang.

Xie Zhang had been watching Yao Yimin, and with the crisp sound of the cups being placed down, he finally spoke, probing, "Are you An Jiayi’s sister?"

Yao Yimin’s hand trembled, spilling some water.

She looked up, with a smile that was not quite a smile, watching Xie Zhang, "Why? Do Jiayi and I not look alike?"

"A bit, but not much," Xie Zhang said indifferently. "Jiayi is more delicate than you."

"Jiayi has always been a beauty, her appearance and personality are very soft, particularly attracting attention, as for me, I’ve never liked men since I was young."

Yao Yimin smiled, sizing up Xie Zhang, and shook her head, "I thought that the man who could make my sister fall head over heels must be something extraordinary, but now it seems, other than your face, there’s not much else desirable."

"Indeed," Xie Zhang calmly accepted Yao Yimin’s comment, showing no anger: "I am just such an ordinary man."

"Tell me," Yao Yimin sat down opposite the two, "tell me, how did you make my sister die for you."

Bian Yue stood up, slowly said, "Miss Yao, I’ll excuse myself first, you two talk slowly."

It was then that Yao Yimin looked at Bian Yue, her expression much softer, speaking softly, "President Bian, thank you for this matter, rest assured, I will perform well in ’Shengshi Yan.’"

Bian Yue nodded, about to leave when Yao Yimin stopped her.

"President Bian..."

"Is there anything else?" Bian Yue asked softly.

"I saw your name in my sister’s diary," Yao Yimin’s eyes rimmed with red, her lips trembling hiding her sorrow, she showed a smile to Bian Yue, her voice choked, "My sister said, you were the only one in this circle who treated her as a person."

Bian Yue was startled.

Actually, her impression of An Jiayi had long been vague.

Between them, there were only a few encounters, Bian Yue felt undeserving of this praise.

She smiled at Yao Yimin sincerely, "Jiayi was a very good girl, I was also happy to know her."

Bian Yue left, leaving only Yao Yimin and Xie Zhang in the room.

Yao Yimin looked at the refined and elegant young master in front of her, slightly tugging at the corner of her lips, her face showing sarcasm, "Mr. Xie, let’s talk."

Bian Yue was messaging Anny in the next room, telling her that Yao Yimin had agreed to shoot.

Anny was very happy, saying she would immediately inform Director Liu of the good news.

Bian Yue was about to reply when suddenly she heard a loud noise from outside.

The hand holding her phone paused, she quickly walked to the door, turned the handle, and saw shattered glass on the floor; Yao Yimin holding a piece of glass, the sharp shard pointing at Xie Zhang’s face.

"Tell me! What exactly did you do to my sister! I don’t believe she committed suicide! I don’t believe!"

Yao Yimin cried torrentially, her hand holding the glass shard getting increasingly closer to Xie Zhang.

Xie Zhang didn’t move at all, instead, he said calmly, "I don’t want to believe it either, but that is the reality."

"Does this matter have nothing to do with your family?" Yao Yimin angrily retorted.

Xie Zhang remained calm, Bian Yue heard him say, "It has nothing to do with it."

Bian Yue looked disbelievingly at Xie Zhang, while Yao Yimin’s emotions collapsed even more, she said, "I just want the truth, why won’t you tell me!"