At five minutes to twelve noon, Mu Shiyu appeared at the door of box 303 of the tea restaurant designated by Qi Yongxiao.
There were two men in black standing at the door. One was the tall and thin man who had notified her to meet her in the morning, and the other was someone she had never met before. Judging from his clothes and expression, he must be the bodyguard accompanying Hou Yongxiao when he went out.
When the tall and thin man saw her coming, he politely and quietly closed the door of Box 303 and said loudly: "Old Master, Miss Mu is here."
"Well, let her in." Hou Yongxiao's loud voice came from inside.
Immediately, the tall and thin man opened the door and made a gesture of invitation to Mu Shiyu.
Entering the traditional Chinese-style attic box, Mu Shiyu crossed an ink painting screen and saw the erect figure sitting at the Eight Immortals table facing the window. His demon-like profile and the small handball placed on the table made Mu Shiyu fascinated.
A cold light flashed across my eyes.
Eleven years ago, it had been a month since her parents were buried. Because she missed her parents, she and her sister Zihan came to the cemetery to visit her parents after school. They bought some cakes with their pocket money that day, and picked a lot more on the way.
I gave the beautiful wild flowers to my parents. They talked a lot with them before they were finally willing to leave.
However, on the way back, she discovered that the crystal hairpin her mother had given her had fallen off. It was already getting dark, so she asked Zihan to wait for her outside a sales department and she would come back as soon as she could.
Under the gray and hazy sky, the cemetery became very eerie. She searched all the way, but could never find her hairpin. Suddenly she saw a man in a black trench coat kneeling in front of her parents' tombstones, sobbing and saying something.
Feeling confused, she quietly approached, hiding seven or eight meters behind the man, and listened carefully to what the man said.
"Yusheng, Sister Ling, it was me who harmed you. It's me who deserves to die, not you." The man felt extremely guilty.
She was shocked. The man's voice was clearly that of Uncle Lin Youxuan, who had moved to another city a few days ago. He was his father's lawyer and his fellow disciple, and they had always had a very good relationship.
But how could he say that he killed his parents?
"But I have no choice. It was the people from the Qi Group who forced me. If I don't do what they say, they will be detrimental to Shanshan and Doudou..." Then he muttered and cried, and then the conversation started
In a twist, "Yusheng, when I told you not to get involved in the dispute between the Qi family and the Ling family, you refused to listen. In the end, it ended up like this. You are dead. Now I am also expelled from here.
Well, there is no way we little people can compete with rich people..."
Although she was still very young at the time, she could tell from Lin Youxuan's words that the death of her parents was not because her father's previous cases had offended people and they came back for revenge, as the police and judges said, but because they were killed by the Qi Group.
Someone bribed Uncle Lin and killed him.
She couldn't hold it back anymore, stepped forward and asked sternly: "Uncle Lin, is what you just said true? Were my parents killed by you and the Qi Group you mentioned?!"
Lin Youxuan obviously didn't expect that she would be here. He was trembling with fear. He held her shoulders with concern and fear and said seriously: "Zixi, good boy, please promise uncle that you didn't see or hear anything just now."
, otherwise both you and Zihan will be in danger. Do you hear me?"
She felt like her head was being shaken like a rattle by him, and before she could ask why, Uncle Lin had already left as if running away. Her father was a barrister, and when she was young, she often heard her father say that he wanted to convict criminals.
, certification and physical evidence are the most important. She only knows that her parents were killed, and she wants to find Uncle Lin, who knows the inside story, as a witness.
She chased Uncle Lin in the direction of Uncle Lin regardless of anything, but she was too weak to catch up with his pace. When she chased him down the mountain, he was already gone.
Zihan was a person who couldn't hide secrets, so she didn't tell her about it. When she returned home, she was always uneasy and wanted to find him, so when school was over the next day, she avoided Zihan and came alone.
Where Uncle Lin lived before, I would like to find out where he moved to and see if there is an address.
It's just that Uncle Lin didn't tell any neighbors about his whereabouts, so she got nothing. What shocked her was that there was a report that night that Lin Youxuan, one of the top ten young lawyers in F City, had a car accident on the coastal highway in the suburbs and died on the spot.
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She couldn't believe that the most important witness died like this. She believed that it was someone from the Qi Group who did it. In panic, she called the police and told what she knew. She hoped that the police could thoroughly investigate the matter.
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It was just this extremely childish behavior that attracted the attention of the Qi family, which also caused her to be tortured like hell for a year. Because she was resentful of the people of the Qi family group, she was once again tortured by the third daughter of the Qi family the next day.
When provoked, she started fighting with her like crazy.
After her head was broken and bleeding, what awaited her was a diagnosis of a mentally ill child. She was sent to a mental hospital by the Qi family who covered the sky with one hand, and was tortured for a whole year. On the day she was forcibly taken away, she entered
When she was in the mental hospital, she saw an old man over fifty sitting in a luxury car at the door. Under the illumination of the street lights, she carved his clear face into her soul, and even played with his right hand.
The sapphire ball is engraved in my heart.
Qi Yongxiao didn't even look at her. He pointed to the seat opposite and said nonchalantly: "You haven't had lunch yet. Sit down and eat together."
Mu Shiyu took a deep breath, calmed down the hatred in her heart, smiled, and sat across from him, "Thank you, Mr. Qi. I heard from the gentleman outside that you wanted to talk about me and Third Young Master Qi?"
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