Mr. Gongsun and Gongsun Rui can be said to be Gongsun Ziyu's psychological support. They don't need to do anything, they only need to live and be by their side, that is enough. Moreover, Gongsun Ziyu also hopes to use
Her father, Gongsun Rui, can learn something through her words and deeds, at least... he must know the dangers of the human heart.
"The Qi family, or the Han family." Gongsun Ziyu said lightly. "It's also possible that both of them are involved..."
"How did you know?" Gongsun Rui asked in surprise.
"Guess."
"That means there is no evidence?" Gongsun Rui asked.
"No evidence required!"
"Why?"
Gongsun Ziyu finally suppressed the unknown anger in her heart and said: "They did it, I guess they are not unjust. They didn't do it, and this debt must be recorded on their heads. Because, they are Gongsun now."
The family's biggest enemy, they have any reason or motive to do such a thing."
Gongsun Rui nodded and said, "What if we know in the future that it wasn't them?"
"If you can be sure that it wasn't them, that proves that you have found the real murderer."
"Oh... So that's it!" Gongsun Rui nodded with sudden realization and said: "That is to say, it doesn't matter if we accuse them wrongly for a while. After we catch the real murderer, we can help them clear their suspicions. That's right.
wrong?"
"Yes." Gongsun Ziyu nodded and said.
"Good daughter..." Gongsun Rui looked at Gongsun Ziyu with a smile.
"What's the matter?" Gongsun Ziyu asked.
"If you are pregnant, it must be my good son-in-law who did it, right?" Gongsun Rui asked. "Anyway, the good son-in-law is already suspected. He has the motive to do this. We can suspect him first and wait until we
Find the baby’s father…”
"..." Gongsun Ziyu did not speak, but clenched and unclenched his hands, then got into the car and ignored Gongsun Rui.
It wasn't until they arrived at Gongsun Ziyu's current residence that her assistant Xiaoya came over holding a mobile phone and said: "Miss, Cao Nan's phone number."
Gongsun Ziyu's heart sank, she picked up the phone and said, "Huh?"
"Miss, I am Cao Nan." A man's voice came from the microphone.
"What happened?"
"The uncle left, and his heartbeat stopped on the way..." Cao Nan whispered. He was the bodyguard sent by Gongsun Ziyu to take Gongsun Leng to the nursing home for treatment. Now he died before he got there. He is very
Worried that I will be punished.
"Hurry to the sanatorium and let the doctors be responsible for the 'rescue'!" Gongsun Ziyu hesitated for a moment, then quickly issued the order and said: "There is no need to block the news anymore."
"Yes, miss." Cao Nan agreed.
After hanging up the phone, Gongsun Ziyu handed the phone to Xiaoya again and said, "Go and do something."
"Yes." Xiaoya quickly took out a small notebook and prepared to write down what Gongsun Ziyu said.
"Let the lawyer announce the news that Gongsun Leng died of an acute heart attack and failed to save him!" Gongsun Ziyu ordered.
"Ah?" Xiaoya's eyes widened. Gongsun Leng is dead? That Gongsun Ziyu's uncle? After seeing Gongsun Ziyu's cold eyes, Xiaoya quickly apologized and said: "I'm sorry, miss, it was me who lost my temper.
Yes, I will deal with it now."
"Go!" Gongsun Ziyu didn't blame Xiaoya. The two had worked together for many years. This matter seemed to him a small matter, but in the eyes of outsiders, it was indeed a big matter. Xiaoya had
Reason for surprise.
After Xiaoya left, Gongsun Ziyu was walking alone in the yard, and suddenly felt lonely... She originally thought she had been used to it.
…
Drinking morning tea was originally a custom of southerners, but with the integration of northern and southern cultures, some northerners have also developed the habit of drinking tea and eating cakes.
Shangri-La Hotel, this is one of the more authentic hotels in Beijing with pastries. In the past, during morning tea time every day, there would be a lot of traffic at the door, which was very lively. With the high consumer prices in the hotel, it is not enough to describe it as a daily income.
Pass.
But today, Shangri-La Hotel is not open to the public. The gate is heavily guarded, with rows of black-clad bodyguards standing on both sides, guarding against any blind spots. It looks like someone important is coming. Shangri-La Hotel
Zhu Yong, the general manager of the company, is also a well-known person. But today he is like a little follower, standing behind a man with a Chinese character face. The man with a Chinese character face is surnamed Jin, and his given name is Fei, and he is the third child of the Jin family.
. He is somewhat famous in a small circle, but not well known in some large circles. His expression was also solemn, and he stood on the steps and waited patiently.
At this moment, a row of black motorcade came slowly. Zhu Yong whispered beside Jin Fei: "Boss, here we come."
"Yeah." Jin Fei nodded, and then hurriedly greeted him. Zhu Yong immediately trotted behind him. After a car stopped in the middle, he was busy helping to open the door. But when he saw
When Jin Fei made the same move as him, he immediately took a step back... Just kidding, trying to flatter his boss, why don't you let him use a toothpick to blow his anus? Jin Fei's body
Bowing slightly, he trotted to the front of a Mercedes-Benz car in the middle and helped open the door. The Chinese character face that was not angry and self-confident was full of smiles, and he said with a smile: "Mr. Han, your boss is here."
, let the shop shine!"
While speaking, Jin Fei also put his hand on the car door to prevent people coming out of the car from hitting their heads. Then, he saw an energetic and thin old man wearing a white Tang suit getting out of the car.
He patted Jin Fei on the shoulder and said: "The last time I saw Xiao Jin was a few years ago? At that time, you had just returned from abroad, and you still had long hair... The short hair now is much better than before.
I feel more energetic!"
"Thank you, Mr. Han, you are a distinguished guest..." Jin Fei said with a smile: "I asked the kitchen to make a few southern dishes. You can give me some suggestions, and our hotel can also improve them."
"I don't dare to give opinions. You are professionals. I am not picky." Mr. Han raised his head and glanced at the door of Shangri-La Hotel and said: "We just came out to have a meal, and you still created such a big fuss."
Zhan, we can come here to eat, can’t others come?”
Han Shan, who was following behind, hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Grandpa, this is also a little bit of Brother Jin's wishes. He knows that you like peace and quiet and don't like to be disturbed... Since Brother Jin has made arrangements, just accept his offer.
Thank you for your kindness!”
"Okay, I won't do this next time!" Mr. Han said with a smile.
"Yes...yes...it won't happen again..." Jin Fei nodded quickly.
Han Shan shook hands with Jin Fei and said, "Brother Jin, I accept this favor!"
"Young Master Han, what are you talking about? The old man came to eat in my little shop to give me face. If I, Jin Fei, don't treat me well, people will stab me in the back if word spreads."
Jin Fei said seriously. He bowed slightly and walked to Mr. Han, "Old man, Mingyue Hall has been prepared for you. The air there is good, the environment is good, and it is comfortable to eat."
"Okay, right there!" Mr. Han nodded, and just as he was about to step in, another convoy drove over. Mr. Han stopped and said with a smile: "Old man Qi is here, let's wait.
Wait for him!"
Jin Fei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He was still worried about whether to go in to see off Mr. Han or stay outside to greet Mr. Qi! These two old guys can't offend either one! If nothing else,
He is the grandson of the two of them, so he is not someone to be trifled with. If you give this person face, you don't give that person face. This in itself is an errand to offend people...
Among the people present, Mr. Han was the most important. He said to wait, so everyone had to wait. Jin Fei, Han Shan, and Zhu Yong ran all the way over and greeted Mr. Qi from the car in time.
He came out. Jin Fei said flatteringly: "Old Qi, your spirit is getting better and better! Looking at your complexion, it won't be a problem for another hundred years...Old Qi, please."
Mr. Qi is wearing a classic gray robe. Compared with Mr. Han, his face is darker and thinner, and his body looks a little worse. But again, after one of his grandsons died, I can't say how he feels.
Well, you are getting older, you are in a bad mood, how can your health get better? But... his eyes are very sharp, and when you look at him, you will feel a chill all over your body.
"Thank you, Jin Fei." Mr. Qi called in a more formal and distant tone.
"Haha, Mr. Qi is so polite. It would be my honor for you to come." Jin Fei said quickly.
After Qi Qiufan shook hands with Jin Fei, he accompanied Mr. Qi to Mr. Han at the bottom of the steps. Mr. Qi said with a smile: "Old Han, I kept you waiting for a long time."
"I just arrived and was about to go in. When I saw your car coming, I stood at the door to pick it up." Mr. Han's face was also full of smiles, and then he pointed to the bodyguards around him and said
: "It's just a meal, the juniors made it too grand."
At the entrance of the Shangri-La Hotel, the hands of the two old men were tightly held together, giving them a feeling of meeting each other.
How many years have passed before this scene appeared before my eyes!
"The filial piety of our children and grandchildren is worthy of praise." Mr. Qi said with a smile.
"Old man, please!" Mr. Han said with his hands in hand.