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067 Inexplicably lost

After Nangong Zhan learned about that woman's identity and background, he felt very depressed.

I stayed in the company all day, and all I could think about was the woman who looked very similar to Du Ningxi.

Are they really not the same person?

Turning his attention to the woman's information again, Nangong Zhan shook his head. It was really not the case. Moreover, she had her own husband and her children, so it was just similar, nothing more.

But……

Nangong Zhan couldn't understand why she always avoided his gaze, feeling so guilty that she didn't even dare to look at him.

If she was just a stranger, shouldn't she be so disrespectful in front of him? Why didn't she take the initiative to say hello to him in the first place, or even call him out?

Nangong Zhan felt really conflicted.

He secretly searched for that woman for five years. During these five years, there was no news. If she had not died, there would be only one thing that could have happened, and that would be to change her name.

In order to hide it from others, she even painted her face, is that right?

Feeling really suspicious, Nangong Zhan called Chen Biao, "A Biao..."

Chen Biao walked into the office wearing a suit and leather shoes, "President."

Nangong Zhan waved him over, handed him all Qingtian's information and said: "Go and investigate for me to see if this information is forged. In addition, send someone to follow her every day. If there is any trouble, follow her immediately."

I'll report."

Chen Biao took the information, glanced at it, bowed and said, "President, may I ask a question?"

Nangong Zhan glanced at him and said, "Say!"

"What if this woman is a young mistress?"

How to deal with it?

Nangong Zhan pursed his thin lips and intertwined his fingers, thinking deeply.

"If it's really her, I have to know how she came here in the past five years. Since she hasn't appeared for five years, what is the purpose of coming back now? The child? If it's really for the child, then she will die miserably.

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What else he wanted to do was, when did the two of them have sex and why would the child be his?

Could it be that on a dark and windy night, she secretly drugged herself and then gave him to xxoo?

Shit, if it was really planned by her, then she would also die miserably.

Hearing Nangong Zhan's words, Chen Biao choked up, narrowed his eyes and asked again: "Then CEO, don't you have any feelings for her?"

emotion?

Nangong Zhan shook his head and gave up, "Okay, go do your thing!"

"..." Chen Biao didn't need to say anything, he took Qingtian's information and retreated.

Originally there was a very important dinner party this afternoon, but for some reason, Nangong Zhan just turned down the dinner party and rushed home non-stop after get off work.

When I came back, it was just before seven o'clock. As soon as I entered the house, I asked Chen's mother, "Where is Tianshuo?"

While Chen Ma was busy setting the dishes and chopsticks, she said, "I'm painting upstairs!"

He thought that the woman was still there, so he went upstairs with an inexplicable good mood. However, when he opened the door of his son's studio, he did not see the woman, and a sense of loss filled his heart again.

"Son, where is the teacher?" Nangong Zhan walked over and squatted down, hugging his son and asked.

Xiao Tianshuo glanced at his father, expressionless, "She's gone home."

"..."

Sure enough, that inexplicable feeling of loss became even stronger.

Thinking of something, Nangong Zhan lowered his head and said to his son: "In the future, you let her stay for a while longer and wait for her father to come back before allowing her to leave, okay?"

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