"It's you!"

In the private room, a young man with a tiger back and a bear-waisted waist stood up and looked at Yang Qianmei with a complicated look.

Lianbu Shanshan, Yang Qianmei walked to the young man and sat down.

"Xiaoyong, have you never liked me? Why are you here?" Yang Qianmei poured herself a cup of tea and sipped it lightly, "Since you are here, sit down, what's the matter, say!"

"It was Brother Yuan who asked me to come!" Zheng Yong sat down, looked at Yang Qianmei, stopped his eyes, and said bitterly.

"Xiaoyuan?" He was calm just now. When Yang Qianmei heard this name, she thumped, stood up, and asked in a trembling voice, "Have you seen him? Where is he? Has he found Chen Xi?"

"He..." Zheng Yong shook his head, feeling a little sad, "I don't know!"

"I don't know? You and Xiaoyuan are relatives, you don't know..." Yang Qianmei sat down dejectedly and leaned on the chair, feeling a little powerless.

"Aunt Mei, this is what Brother Yuan asked me to give to you!" Zheng Yong twisted a heavy luggage bag and placed it in front of Yang Qianmei, "He said this was for Xiao Jiajia, you will deal with it!"

"This is..." Yang Qianmei opened the bag, and there were layers of red banknotes inside. She only took a look and then pulled the bag to close. She didn't notice that her hands were trembling and her face turned pale.

Yang Qianmei felt very disappointed and used a voice she could hear, muttering to herself: "Yuan'er, are you explaining the funeral? But how did you tell me to explain to Brother Long? Xiao Jiajia asked me where you are, and how should I answer her..."

"Aunt Mei!" Zheng Yong opened the bottle, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all in one go. "Brother Yuan said, you don't have to wait for him. If you can't find Sister Chen Xi for a day, he will never come back..."

"Bang!" Yang Qianmei stood up suddenly, slapped Zheng Yong in the face, and said coldly, "How did you be a brother?"

"I..." Zheng Yong couldn't speak, poured himself a glass of wine again and drank all over. "I have to listen to Brother Yuan's words..."

"Hmph!" Yang Qianmei glared at him, "When your Uncle Long had just had an accident, you kept blaming me, thinking that I had harmed him! Now, Xiaoyuan is on a road of no return, you neither discourage nor help, you do nothing, why come to me for nothing?"

"Aunt Mei, don't worry, Brother Yuan has always been responsible for his work. One day he will take Sister Chen Xi home!" Zheng Yong looked at Yang Qianmei's expression, and he felt uncomfortable, but when he thought of that person, he firmly believed that he would come back one day.

"Is that right?" Yang Qianmei shook her head, "My heart has been torn into two by their father and son, half in prison, and half in place, I don't know where..."

Yang Qianmei said, holding the wine bottle, pouring a full glass of wine, and preparing to lift the cup, but Zheng Yong grabbed her hand and shook her head at her.

"Rareless! Who gives you such courage? I want to drink, do you want to stop me, right? Let go!" Yang Qianmei glared at Zheng Yong angrily and shouted loudly.

Zheng Yong shook his head again, grabbed the wine glass from her hand, and drank it all in one sip.

"Drinking alcohol harms your body!" Zheng Yong said seriously, "I used to have some opinions about you, but Brother Yuan told me that you are a good woman. He has regarded you as a relative. He hopes that you will live well. Brother Yuan's words will never be wrong! So, from today on, you are my elders. It doesn't matter whether you hit me or scold me, but you must take good care of yourself!"

"You..." Yang Qianmei felt powerless.

"Is my uncle okay inside?" Zheng Yong asked suddenly.

"How good can it be in there? Brother Long has white hair and loses weight!" Yang Qianmei finally couldn't help it, and tears fell down her face.

"I'll go see him tomorrow. I'll leave in the future. Take care of yourself!" Zheng Yong looked at her deeply, "My mobile phone number will not change. If you have something to do, say it! Brother Yuan is not here, and I'm still there!"

"Since you're leaving, please help me with something!"

"What's the matter? Aunt Mei just said it!"

"Xiao Jiajia was bullied at school. You go find her class teacher and ask her which hand she used to hit Xiao Jiajia, and I'll let it go!" Yang Qianmei said lightly, but her voice was extremely cold.

"knew!"

Zheng Yong focused his head, and after he finished speaking, he strode towards the door.

"Xiao Yong!" As soon as Zheng Yong walked to the door, Yang Qianmei suddenly shouted, "You said, will Xiao Yuan really come back?"

"Yes!" Zheng Yong stopped and nodded vigorously, "I will definitely!"

"where are you going?"

"Wucheng..."

"Wucheng!" Yang Qianmei murmured to herself. Zheng Yong's burly figure had disappeared at the door, but she turned a deaf ear. She thought that someone told her that she was a good woman and should not let her down, but her life should have her own life. He hoped that she would be good, and he also told her that she was his closest person. That person had a scar on his face.

"Yuan'er, I'll wait for you to go home..."

...

In a living room in Chengdu, there is a man and a woman sitting opposite each other. The handsome man is extraordinary and the silly woman is handsome. They stare at each other across a coffee table, but they are silent with each other and no one speaks.

The clocks on the wall were clattering, and next to them were two middle-aged men and women, watching the scene, shook their heads secretly.

After a long time, the young man finally withdrew his gaze, leaned on the sofa, sighed, and he felt helpless. The girl opposite him snorted coldly, glanced at him, and leaned on the sofa, with a little lonely expression!

"Su Xiaoying!" the young man suddenly spoke, "Even if you don't say a word, I can find it. Why do you have to do this? You are covering up!"

"Zhang Yijie, don't scare me! If you can check it, then go check it!" Su Xiaoying sneered, "You come to my house and ask Wu Zhiyuan this and that as soon as I open my mouth, why don't I know where he is? Humph! If you can catch him, you can catch him! Come and ask me what I'm doing?"

"Do you still remember Xia Qi?" Zhang Yijie's eyes sharpened, "You are classmates. Are you not sad at all when she died? Just the night she died, if I remember correctly, you sent a message to Wu Zhiyuan!"

"So what if I send a message to Brother Wu?" Su Xiaoying's eyes turned red. "She was so mean to hurt me, Sister Chen Xi, and I'm not willing to die! She committed suicide. What does it have to do with me? It's just my fault that I didn't see through her face at the beginning, and my sister has no news until now. I don't know about life and death, wuwu!"

"Then tell me where Wu Zhiyuan is!" Zhang Yijie was a little helpless, "Where Wu Zhiyuan is, Chen Xi will be where! Tell me, I will definitely find Chen Xi back!"

"Brother Wu has never contacted me after leaving Chengdu!" Su Xiaoying's eyes were dim, "But he promised me that he would definitely find Sister Chen Xi!"

"Are you sure?"

"Can I still lie to you? Zhang Yijie, you are too much!" Su Xiaoying roared, took out a red notebook from her pocket and threw it in front of Zhang Yijie, "This is Sister Chen Xi's college admission notice, but I can't find her. Brother Wu is gone, I don't know who to hand it over, wuwu!"

Su Xiaoying cried bitterly: "Sister Chen Xi has always wanted to wait until she gets admitted to university and come back from her studies to do something for her hometown... Now she is admitted to university, but, but I don't know where she is, I don't know..."

"This..." Zhang Yijie opened the admission notice, looked at it again and again, his expression was extremely complicated.

"If you want to save her this way, you shouldn't be slowing down with me, and it's a waste of time!" Su Xiaoying wiped away her tears, "Let's go slowly, don't send me!"

"I'm disturbing!" Wu Zhiyuan took a deep breath, signaled to the middle-aged man and woman next to him, carefully put down the admission notice, and walked out the door.

"Dad, Mom!" As soon as Zhang Yijie left, Su Xiaoying threw herself into the middle-aged woman's arms and cried loudly, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. Sister Chen Xi is gone, and Brother Wu is gone..."

"Silly girl!" Su Bancheng walked over and stroked her hair, feeling very distressed, "You sister Chen Xi, Brother Wu doesn't want you to do this, you have to cheer up..."

"Sister Chen Xi, Brother Wu, where are you?"

"Why……"

In the entire living room, the crying and sighing mixed together, like a sad symphony, heart-wrenching...

When Zhang Yijie walked out of the community, a generous woman was looking forward to it. She looked at him coming out with a knowing smile on her face.

"Brother Jie!" The woman ran over and threw herself into Zhang Yijie's arms.

"Xiao Jing, I feel wronged!" Zhang Yijie hugged Yu Jing tightly, showing rare tenderness.

"Don't feel wronged!" Yu Jing wrapped her arms around Zhang Yijie's waist, "Brother Jie, have you gained anything?"

"I heard that Su Xiaoying is innocent and unexpectedly... this time it was a big blow to her, hey!" Zhang Yijie shook his head and sighed, "To be honest, Wu Zhiyuan is still your savior!"

"Brother Jie, I support you no matter what you do!" Yu Jing said firmly, "You have been to Director Zhao Gang, you have been to Yang Xiner's house, and you have also been to Su Xiaoying's house. Brother Jie, where are we going next?"

"Xiaojing, follow me and you are going to be wandering around, you..."

"Brother Jie!" Yu Jing raised his head and covered Zhang Yijie's lips, "I will follow you wherever you go. No matter what, I will never leave you!"

"Xiaojing, let's go to Wucheng next stop!

"Is Wucheng in the south of the Yangtze River?" Yu Jing's eyes flashed and brightened, "Okay, let's go to Wucheng together!"

...

P.S. This chapter is the final chapter of Volume 2. Volume 3. The abyss of sin is about to begin, a new story, a new beginning, and a new excitement, we will wait and see!

Thank you to all book friends and friends for your support and love for "One Thought of Original Sin", Kaiyang is very grateful!

To express my gratitude, I will work hard, be serious, and use all my enthusiasm to write this book well, write wonderfully and vividly!

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Chapter completed!