Chapter 77: Crime Hidden in the Dark

The slender waist was gracefully attached to the wall and slowly entered the room shrouded in gray with the sound.

"Ranran, you don't know yet, A Lei invited Xia Luolin to the student union behind your back."

The black uniform, the exquisite and capable short skirt, and the charming and enchanting voice floated into her ears leisurely. She can always pinch her voice just right. Which sentence should be arrogant and bright, which sentence should show her low charm.

"What did you say?" An Ran's mood, which had only calmed down a little, ignited again.

Han Heya stood against the door and saw Anran kneeling on the ground so awkwardly at this moment, her makeup slightly falling off, and her face was still full of resentment. The joy was uncontrollably revealed on his face.

She sneered, leaning against the door frame, her graceful figure and delicate smile, like a snake crawling in the bushes and proudly spitting its core to its prey that was paralyzed to powerless resist.

"I said that your A Lei had already invited Xia Luolin to the student union behind your back. I guess we will be able to get back to the day and night like before in a few days."

Han and Yaxi raised their eyebrows and covered their lips slightly with their fingers.

She laughed at An Ran being so embarrassed in front of her eyes, laughing at the woman who used to be aggressive and did whatever she wanted in high school.

Now Han Heya is confident and beautiful. She is no longer the incompetent woman who was unwilling to bow down but still has to be obedient to An and pretend to follow her with a desperate look.

Now she has richer money and greater rights than Angan and the greater power she once had. Whether it is fame or wealth, flashy or real, it has far surpassed the previous Anra, and more than she expected to get when she paid.

"Han Heya, I think I should have warned you more than once not to interfere and investigate my private affairs." Situ Lei stood up, with a sharp blade hidden in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to stab the demon woman immediately out of his sheath.

"No, your private affairs have always been done alone with your confidants. Even if I want to check, it's not so easy, is it?" Han Heya looked innocent, and her delicate voice and weak appearance showed the word innocence vividly.

"How did you know about that?"

"If you are gentle with me, they are also women. I won't talk about Xia Luolin. You can be gentle to me. Why are you so cold when you see me?"

Situ Lei was still staring and seemed to be completely immune to all Han Heya's words and actions. He also knew that every word she said contained no authenticity.

The room is like a domineering lion and a weak but poisonous snake. Even if the physical strength is very different, it is impossible to cut off the layers of silk threads and venom that are invisible in front of you by strong brute force alone.

Han Heya always looks like a weak woman, but what is contained under that weak and amorous skin is a bottomless swamp that no one can imagine.

"Lei, maybe you don't like to listen, but have you told the school director about Xia Luolin's invitation to the student union? His biological daughter doesn't recognize him at all, and she hasn't said hello after returning to school. Now she has to frequently go to Minghui's core community, which is probably a little inappropriate."

Han and Ya carefully walked into the room that had been smashed by An, and took a particularly careful look at every step, as if the things scattered in the room stained her shoes and stained her body.

"You don't have to worry about this, and I'm afraid you think too much about your rights. You are not qualified to make a comment about the Situ family. Situ Lei seems to be several times colder than usual.

Han Heya looked at everything messy in the room and the noise just now. Although she had roughly guessed what had happened, there were still some questions in her mind that she needed to investigate in person to make it more fun.

"Okay, okay, I don't want you to misunderstand me. About Xia Luolin, your good brother Liu Ziyang told me. She still covered her face with her hands, and her smiling expression made people elusive what she thought at this moment.

"Liu, Ziyang..."

Situ Lei was a little surprised first, but immediately turned into something he seemed to think of, and his face became solemn. Then he shook off Anlan and ran out of the room, holding his hand tightly: "Anlan, go home!" With Situ Lei's distant back, the last sentence left by the two gradually faded out of their eardrums.

"Ran, you are really envious. Lei is more and more concerned about you."

Han Heya half squatted down, gently stroked Anran's messy hair with her hand, and said with envy.

Anran shook off her hand, and her eyes were full of resentment. That hatred had completely surpassed her hatred for Xia Luolin and Situ Lei.

"Why did you quarrel so much in the room just now?" Han Heya was not angry about An Ran's behavior, but looked at the messy room and the glass fragments on the floor.

Broken thermos bottles and broken glass fragments from photo frames, messy books, and milky ** floating here, precipitated and condensed blood stains. If a person who tells the truth enters this room rashly, he must think that there was a life-and-death struggle in this room a few hours ago.

She was curious about the messy scene and what had happened before.

"If you don't say it, then I guess?" Han and Ya saw that Anan did not pay attention to themselves at all and did not stop these meaningless words for fun. On the contrary, they became more interested.

"Did Lei say that Xia Luolin is back. Your substitute has no value and wants to drive your homeless dog out of the Situ family?"

"Or, even the room in the student union apartment needs to be vacated for Xia Luolin."

Han Heya's eyes are as curved as willow leaves and smiles like flowers.

"Hoya, can you shut your mouth?" Anan calmly cleaned up the scattered things in the room and turned a deaf ear to the sarcastic words.

The room is very empty, and there is nothing but materials and books. Anan picked up the broken photo frame, and the people inside seemed to know each other.

In the white room, Situ Lei looked sick. He was accompanied by his father Situ Bohan, but another middle-aged man, but his memory became more and more blurred.

That man is the key to success or failure, the key to ending all the conspiracy, but he mysteriously disappeared from all sight, leaving only this picture.

"Ranran, let's join hands once. As long as Xia Luolin is by Lei's side for a day, neither of us will have peace. His heart will not belong to any of us.

"Hoya, you are wrong. Even if she is not there, Lei's heart will not belong to you..." Anlan looked at her contemptuously.

"But as long as she is there, she will always be the only one in Situ Lei's heart."

A trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes, and the unwillingness of being trampled on victory.

"Haya, do you know that I hate you more than Xia Luolin..."

Anran stared at her with hatred. For her, if Xia Luolin was the person who once robbed Situ Lei, at least it was Situ Lei who was willing to give his heart to her. Whether it was sympathy or debt, the deep love, the persistence that was willing to be hurt and refused to give up, no one could stop and intervene.

But Han Heya just got it. Whether Situ Lei's heart is on her or not, as long as the cold face and body belong to her own, it is enough. That represents her victory and that she can proudly declare to everyone that this man belongs to her, Han and Ya.

Two years ago, she chose to share Situ Lei with Han Heya without seeking anyone's consent, but maintaining the same mentality as Han Heya. Even if it was just a body, she had to stay with her side.

But now she regrets. She understands Ye Yichen's suffering at that time, and knows that even if she has the appearance and body of that person, it is not complete without a heart. Without a heart, she is not the person she loves deeply.

Guarding a vain body, what you finally get is only endless emptiness.

"Do you hate me for taking away your status and rights, or do you hate to share Situ Lei with you?"

Han Heya's lips were pink and trembled like a cherry, and the slightly upturned corners of her mouth declared her pride and victory. No matter whether Anan would stand on her side at this moment to repeat what she did two years ago, she was also a winner at this time. At least it defeated Anan and won the current glory with her own ability.

After cleaning up the things scattered in the room, An ran up and walked out of the door.

"Ran!!"

Han Heya also suddenly got up, grabbed An's hair and pulled her back, who had already walked to the door.

"How can you escape? If she comes to the student union and returns to Situ Lei, your efforts in the past two years are really like a gust of wind, and even a grain of sand will not be left behind..."

With that, she picked up a piece of paper on the ground, tore it to pieces and scattered it in front of Anan's eyes.

"Han Heya, what to do is my freedom!" An ran up from the ground and slapped Han Heya in the face.

But how could Han and Ya be so easy to bully? Before Anlan's hand could wave over, she was held by her. Her white and thin arms were even more bloodless, and then her other hand slapped Anlan's face.

The woman in front of her is like an enhanced version of her in high school, with sharp thorns, proud appearance, huge family background, strong financial and human resources, and has been included in the VIP status treatment by the Situ family.

But she has nothing but Situ Lei. Even this last one has become so precarious.

"Han Heya, since I can give you all this, I have the ability to take it back. Don't forget that no one knows better than what you did at the beginning.

Anan broke away from her hand and left the room.

Han Heya didn't seem to expect that today's An Rang would have the strength to resist herself. She had always thought that she had defeated her, but she forgot that everything An Rang had done in the past had been involved. Maybe one day she forced An Rang, and she might do something that would rather be broken than complete, and would pull her to be a cushion.

Han and Ya panicked for the first time, remembered the past, and also felt nervous and scared for the first time.

"Should I get rid of Xia Luolin first, or you?"

Han and Ya seemed to be deciding which one to kill first. They looked hesitant, but they were happy to get rid of which stone in front of them first.