Du Liaochen didn't want to doubt his own brother, but he wanted to know the truth, and he had to know it. His intuition told him that Qiao had an inescapable connection with this matter.
It's best that he guessed wrong, otherwise he really doesn't know what he will do in anger if he can't control himself?
He stood up, the haze in his eyes became even worse, he picked up the coat on the sofa and left...
It’s been a long time since I’ve been to this place. Everything is still the same as it was before. The cosmetics she used, the clothes she wore, and every trace of her life have been well preserved by him, but it seems that all these can’t be filled at all.
There is a void in his heart. Even if everything is intact, he will still feel empty, empty and cold.
He still remembered that she loved to open the window, stick her head out, and look at the sea of flowers outside. He walked to the window, opened the window, and stuck his head out, as if he really saw that vast expanse of beauty again. He could even think of it.
When she saw it like this, she was so naughty and happy. It must have been as if she had discovered a new world. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but it soon disappeared, and his beautiful eyebrows were twisted.
In a ball, now...
There is no sea of flowers down there. Those flowers, as early as the spring when she left, when they were blooming most beautifully, were uprooted by him and thrown out of the sky. Her favorite swing frame was also hard to find.
To escape from bad luck, from morning to dusk, he looked at the sand and soil all over the courtyard in a trance. When he remembered something and regretted it so much, he looked for it in such a panic at the place where he had abandoned it. God seemed to follow him on purpose.
As if resisting, the heavy rain soaked his clothes, making him almost unable to open his eyes. He didn't care about his embarrassment, nor his pride, but he still didn't find anything, nothing.
Those things were just like her people. After a heavy rain, they disappeared without a trace in his life, leaving no trace...
Abang was very efficient in his work. At three o'clock in the afternoon, he was already standing at the door of the room where Shazinger lived before. He hesitated and wondered whether he should report the results of the investigation truthfully. During the investigation, he secretly took a look.
At a glance at the contents, I felt shocked, incredible, and inexplicably happy. It can be said to be a mixture of sadness and joy.
But what he is hesitating about now is whether to let the president know the so-called truth, and what kind of actions he will make if he knows it. Everything is too unexpected and catches people off guard.
Just when he was hesitating, a low voice came from the room, and his heart tightened inexplicably. It seemed that what should be known must be known, and what should be faced must be faced. Everything may be
It was already predestined by God.
"Come in" Du Yuochen's voice came. Abang took a deep breath and walked into the room where Xia Qingge once lived. The room was very warm, with the elegant style of violet, just like her, the feeling was light, but it was like that from beginning to end.
attractive.
Du Liaochen leaned against the window sill thoughtfully, closing his eyes and not knowing what he was thinking. His eyelashes trembled. This man's natural elegance, even such simple movements, seemed so calm and peaceful on his body.
grace.
I still remember that Xia Qingge once mentioned accidentally that the first time she met him was in a half-dark room. Outside was another world full of people, and he was as clean and elegant as a college student who had just left school.
What gave her was not only shock, but also a hint of hope. This man had the ability to confuse all sentient beings.
"President, the results you want have been investigated. This, here is everything." Abang's hesitant words further proved his conjecture.
"Go out and call Mrs. Zhang over. I have something to ask her."
I saw Du Liaochen's hand gradually trembling as he turned the first page. The further he looked back, the closer his eyebrows were knitted. His cold eyes scanned every word between the lines. The moment he saw Qiao's name, he said in shock
He was speechless. In his impression, he seemed to have never known that Qiao had returned to City S two years ago, and what a coincidence, it was the day before her accident!
In an instant, it seemed as if something had passed over his heart. His heart seemed to have been crushed, and his heart was like glass!
When Mrs. Zhang came, she saw Du Xiaochen looking at the documents intently, and stood aside waiting for instructions. Suddenly, the movements of Du Xiaochen's hands stopped abruptly. His eyes instantly became sharp, and the veins in his hands were vaguely visible, and Mrs. Zhang became even more confused.
She didn't dare to move, let alone speak. She knew that this look in his eyes was a precursor to Du Jiaochen's anger. Obviously, he was angry.
"Master, Master, what's wrong with you?" Sister-in-law Zhang, who hadn't seen Du Qiaochen angry for a long time, suddenly felt that she had forgotten how their young master was angry, because she had hardly seen him angry since the young master left.
What kind of expression does it have? It doesn’t smile, and it certainly won’t get angry or angry. It looks expressionless and indifferent.
Du Yuechen walked quickly to Zhang's sister-in-law. The emotions in his eyes made Zhang's sister-in-law not sure how to react. Sadness, grief, shock, bitterness, and resentment swept over him like a huge whirlwind.
"Sister-in-law Zhang, tell me, what happened before her accident? Who did she meet?" Du Yuochen's anxious look made Sister-in-law Zhang's heart skip a beat, especially when he mentioned Xia Qingge.
After so long, why do you want to bring it up again? Since you have forgotten it, why bother to hold on to it? Could it be that he hasn't had enough of the hardships of the past two years?
"At that time, the young mistress had been losing control of her emotions. She was in a state of confusion. She would not eat or speak, and would lock herself in the room all day long. Otherwise, she would hide in the vast sea of flowers. She would not be able to be called out by anyone. She was always like this.
In this way, until...until something happened to the young mistress, I lived like this." Mrs. Zhang said that she was a little sad here, and her tone was almost sobbing. She continued sobbing in a dull voice: "How can such a good young lady be such a good person?
Are you going to leave like this?"
Du Yuochen felt heartbroken when he heard her mention it. She was in so much pain at the time but he left her alone in this big house. He really couldn't forgive himself. No matter how important the meeting was, he should have left her alone.
First of all, he should at least take her with him. He thought that she didn't want to see him, and letting her calm down before going back and asking for her forgiveness was the best solution. As everyone knew, leaving would
Yes, heaven and man will never see each other again! He regrets it!
"Then has she seen anyone? Or has she behaved strangely?" He was not around at the time, and the only person who could provide him with clues was Mrs. Zhang. During that time, he knew that Mrs. Zhang was almost always guarding her.
Holding her.
"Have you seen anyone? Something strange?" Mrs. Zhang murmured, shook her head, and nodded suddenly as if she suddenly realized: "Yes, young lady has seen it... seen...
"As people get older, their memory becomes less good. Besides, it was two years ago, which is such a long memory for Mrs. Zhang. She has such a familiar face in her mind, but she can't remember this person's name.
"Really? Mr. Qiao?" Mrs. Zhang immediately stopped thinking hard, "Yes, that's right, it's Mr. Qiao. When Mr. Qiao came, you had already gone to the United States. Mr. Qiao said he just wanted to see the young lady, so I took him
In the past. At that time, the young mistress was very out of control. I was originally following her, fearing that something would happen to her, but then Mr. Qiao came and said that I no longer need to guard the place, and he would take good care of the young mistress."
Mrs. Zhang secretly glanced at Du Liaochen and found that he had no sign of anger, so she continued: "I saw that he was a friend of the young master, so I didn't stop him. Then I backed away. What did he say to the young master?"
I didn't hear it either, but Mr. Qiao's words were very effective. That night, the young lady actually ate a big bowl of rice." Mrs. Zhang told the story of that day in detail, not daring to hide it at all. See
The young master's expression seemed to indicate that something serious had happened.
"Then do you remember that Mr. Qiao came that day?" Du Qiaochen's face became more and more gloomy, as if it was a sign before the storm. Damn it, you deceived me so hard, you actually joined forces to deceive me!
"The day before Mistress' accident happened." When Mrs. Zhang said this as he expected, he angrily threw an open window not far away, and the crystal clear glass was scattered all over the floor.
, even the knuckles of the clenched fists were vaguely white, and the angry eyes were almost staring at the pile of paper in his hand. He clasped it tightly and raised it vigorously, and the snow-white papers fell one after another. It was really beautiful.
!It’s just that in Du Liaochen’s angry eyes, such beautiful scenery seemed a little out of place, even incomplete, alarming, and at a loss.
Because Du Yuochen in front of him was like an irritable, bloodthirsty lion, a dangerous existence. "You're all lying to me!" He said these words angrily, and then galloped away, and just now he left.
Mrs. Zhang could clearly hear the gnashing of teeth in those words!
Mrs. Zhang doesn’t know who Du Liaochen is talking about who is lying to him? But one thing is certain, Du Liaochen is angry, and this matter must be related to the young mistress, otherwise he would not ask like this, let alone
She would be so angry. Because in Mrs. Zhang's impression, the young master has always been aloof and has a personality that does not reveal his emotions. Only when he encounters the young mistress's affairs, he will lose control and show such joy and anger.
The nature of sorrow and joy comes.
Only the young mistress, and only the young mistress can affect the young master's emotions so easily. Could it be that the young master's anger today is also related to the young mistress? But the young mistress has been dead for two years, so how could it happen? Unexpectedly, nor could you guess, the age
Now that they are older, she is no longer too lazy to take care of their young people's affairs.
I think the couple who were so well-matched at the beginning have ended up like this now. One is dead and the other is as cold and indifferent as a stone!
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