Xiang Zichen felt flustered when he got up in the morning, and he felt a vague uneasiness in his heart, which made him very uncomfortable, because every time he felt like this, something bad was going to happen.
Last time, his mother asked him to go to Qingya Villa to tell him the cruel fact, and he felt the same way.
One morning, although he was in a meeting, his mind wandered from time to time, and he kept feeling blocked...
It wasn't until noon when the nanny called after buying groceries and said Huang Qiao was missing that he started to panic...
After the broadcast news came out, he began to search extensively, but found nothing. It was not until the police found two crashed cars on the beach next to the road leading to Beishan Cemetery that he became truly frightened.
According to the police, the two vehicles collided, broke through the fence, and crashed into the sea. One of the military Humvees has been taken away by the military. They refused to disclose any information about the owner of the vehicle.
However, Xiang Zichen didn't ask further questions, because Huang Qiao definitely couldn't get a military Hummer...
But that white Jetta...according to eyewitnesses, the driver was a woman, and the description matched Huang Qiao's appearance very well.
Later, it was found that the car had been refueled at a gas station, so Xiang Zichen took Huang Qiao's photo to the gas station.
Ten thousand yuan in cash was thrown to the ground with a bang, and Xiang Zichen asked coldly: "Tell me, is the owner of the Jetta the girl in the photo?"
Several gas workers' eyes widened when they saw Qian, and they immediately scrambled to answer. Although their answers were chaotic, Xiang Zichen could still tell that the person in the car was Huang Qiao.
If the person in the car is really her, then according to the police reply, the probability that Huang Qiao is still alive is 0.001, because the sea where she fell is hit by a huge wave of several meters high every half an hour.
, a very dangerous sea area, and tourists are usually prohibited from entering it.
The police's intention is very obvious, that Huang Qiao has been killed...
Xiang Zichen felt his eyes go dark and his heart felt indescribable pain. He held the photo and held it tightly for a few seconds. He couldn't help shouting to the sky: "Qiaoqiao, come back, Qiaoqiao, ah...ah...
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The deafening sound echoed around Beishan. After the pain, he calmed down. He just seemed to hear that there was a woman in the car.
Among Huang Qiao's friends, there is only one woman, and that is Ding Xun...
Sure enough, Xiang Zichen checked the origin of the Jetta driven by Huang Qiao and easily found out that Ding Xun had bought the car.
Unfortunately, when the car was salvaged from the sea, it was completely unrecognizable, and it was impossible to examine what caused the car to crash and fall into the sea.
There are cameras on every section of the road, but unfortunately the section where the accident happened is far away from the cameras, so the pictures are not very clear...
However, Xiang Zichen could still tell that it was Huang Qiao who crashed into the fence on purpose. She... wanted to die.
Xiang Zichen came to Ding Xun's rental house angrily. Ding Xun opened the door and was overjoyed to see Xiang Zichen: "Zi Chen, why are you here?"
"Huang Qiao is dead." Xiang Zichen's voice was surprisingly calm, so cold that it made people shudder.
"Ah? Really? Why are you dead?" Ding Xun's acting skills are very good, she acted as if she had just learned about this incident.
Suddenly, Xiang Zichen grabbed Ding Xun's neck with one hand, dragged her roughly into the room, and threw her hard on the bed.
"What are you doing?" Ding Xun was obviously frightened by Xiang Zichen's actions.
"Did you get this pretty car? What's your purpose?" Xiang Zichen's eyes were particularly scary, as if he wanted to eat someone.
"Ah?" Ding Xun didn't expect Xiang Zichen to find out that the matter was related to her so quickly, so he was a little caught off guard.
It seems that there are many benefits to having money. It is easy to check anything you want...
Fortunately, Ding Xun, a woman, is fully prepared for everything. She paused and said, "Yes, I found her car for her."
Xiang Zichen suddenly went crazy and stuck Ding Xun's neck, and said fiercely: "Ding Xun, are you tired of living?"
"Ahem, cough, cough, please... please let me go, I... haven't finished speaking yet." Ding Xun didn't expect Xiang Zichen's reaction to be so big. She really felt like she was about to die.
"Please...you, listen to me...slowly...explain." Ding Xun said the words very clearly, so that he could understand more clearly.
When he heard that she wanted to explain, as expected, Xiang Zichen's hand relaxed a little, and then he said coldly: "Speak."
"Qiaoqiao asked me to help her. She said she just wanted to go to Beishan to see her child. She would be satisfied after just one look at the child. I also wanted to fulfill her wish. I was afraid that she would do something stupid.
I went with her, but after refueling, she suddenly said she wanted to be alone with the baby for a while
, I thought, the Beishan Cemetery was in front of me, and she probably wouldn’t do anything stupid, so I didn’t stop her, but... I really didn’t know that she did it anyway, I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean it, I thought
She just wants to take care of the child." Ding Xun said with tears streaming down his face, as if he was really doing it.
Even Xiang Zichen was deceived by her words, but what Ding Xun said did make sense. Huang Qiao valued the child and knew that he had buried the child, so it was right to take a look at the child.
Is what Ding Xun said true? Did she really have an accident accidentally?
Three days later, the traffic police department closed the case as a traffic accident. Due to Xiang Zichen's suppression, the media did not say anything nonsense. There were only some gossips saying that a traffic accident occurred in the sea near Beishan, and the deceased was suspected to be Huang Qiao, the wife of the president of Sufeng Group.
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However, such news did not attract much attention from people. They believed that these were just false rumors.
On the seventh day after Huang Qiao fell into the sea, after repeated efforts by the salvage team he hired, Xiang Zichen finally gave up his last glimmer of hope. The police were right, the waves were so big that they could sweep people dozens of miles away
, the West Sea is so big, how to find it?
Besides, it was just a corpse that was found...
Xiang Zichen appeared at Beishan Cemetery holding a large bouquet of white lilies. This time, it was not for their son, but for his beloved woman, the woman with whom he was related by blood.
Looking back on all this, Xiang Zichen felt like he was in a dream, from his first encounter with Huang Qiao at the Hilton to later Huang Qiao's fall into the sea. Only the person involved knows all the ups and downs.
He knew that he was a sinner. If he hadn't pressed hard to abort the child, Huang Qiao would not have committed suicide, let alone become a human or a ghost.
He vaguely remembered that when he first met Huang Qiao, she was wearing a beige windbreaker. Looking from a distance, she looked very intellectual and beautiful.
After getting in touch with her, he even discovered her design talent and noble and elegant temperament, but he forced her again and again, causing her to eventually embark on an extreme path.
But there is no regret medicine for sale in this world...
Now that he realizes his mistake, is it too late?
At the night dance bar, Billy was transferred back to the American branch by the chairman, and he, the president, did not go to work for three days. Ever since Huang Qiao's accident, he had been using alcohol to anesthetize himself, indulging in the feasting and feasting all day long.
Every night, he finds so many women, so many that he can't even remember how many...
But every time he entered them, he would call Huang Qiao's name, crying and laughing like a child.
The media began to spread rumors that the president of Sufeng Group was devastated by the death of his beloved wife and was unable to recover.
Finally, the news spread to the headquarters of Sihai Group. When Huang Wenzong learned the news, his heart felt like a heavy blow.
Although Huang Qiao's behavior was unacceptable to him and his wife, at least this was the woman they had seen growing up...
Huang Wenzong immediately drove to Sufeng's headquarters to find Xiang Zichen for verification. Only when he went there did he learn that Xiang Zichen had not come to work for several days.
Through other channels, he learned that Xiang Zichen was addicted to nightclubs all day long, and he was even more anxious. He came to Night Dance, and sure enough, Xiang Zichen was there, already drunk by the bartender.
Huang Wenzong walked over in a few steps and grabbed Xiang Zichen's collar: "Asshole, where is Qiaoqiao?"
"Qiaoqiao? Qiaoqiao is here. Come on, Qiaoqiao, pour me some wine." Xiang Zichen hugged the waitress next to him intoxicated and smiled.
"Bastard, wake up, let me ask you, where is my Qiaoqiao?" Huang Wenzong picked up a bottle of cold beer from the table and poured it all on Xiang Zichen's head.
Ten seconds later, he woke up slightly and looked at Huang Wenzong with a complicated expression...
"Where is my Qiaoqiao? Tell me, tell me." Huang Wenzong has never been so uncool, even when he saw the scandal of his eldest daughter, he was not so impulsive.
He didn't want to believe that rumor, but he really couldn't find Qiaoqiao. He couldn't get through on his cell phone and couldn't find anyone.
He asked his friends in the police, who also told him tactfully that Huang Qiao had been killed and asked him to express his condolences.
"Qiaoqiao is... dead." After a moment, Xiang Zichen said these six words with difficulty.
Although he had been mentally prepared, Huang Wenzong was still shocked. He took a few steps back and burst into tears: "Why, why is God so unfair? My daughter is so good, but she is still so young...?"
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Faced with Huang Wenzong's loss of control, Xiang Zichen felt unspeakably uncomfortable when he saw it. The man in front of him was a man with a blood relationship with him, the father he had always longed for since he was a child, but he didn't.
The mood recognized him.
If it weren't for this relationship, how could he force Huang Qiao to abort the child, and how could Huang Qiao die?
"You brat, I'm going to beat you to death and you give me my daughter." After feeling sad, Huang Wenzong lifted Xiang Zichen from the sofa and punched him in the face one after another.
Xiang Zichen did not avoid it, he even felt that he would feel better this way...
After a violent beating, Huang Wenzong had no strength left. He suddenly felt that he had aged a lot overnight...
Not everyone can endure the pain of losing a daughter...
The more people are afraid of losing, the easier it is to lose. He suddenly felt that he never knew his daughter, he didn't know that she was pregnant, he didn't know that her child was aborted, and he didn't know that she wanted to die.
On Golan Island, Xiao Han was sitting next to the computer, browsing the overwhelming news in the country, and suddenly felt that this woman must have had a more painful experience than anyone else, otherwise how could she still be talked about after her death?
Her father and her husband are both very wealthy tycoons, but she is hiding on this island like a snail at the moment, refusing to go out or mention the past. Maybe she is really tired.
Xiao Han got up and walked to the window, looking downstairs at Huang Qiao. She was carefully designing the new season's perfume with the drawings.
Huang Qiao raised her head, looked at Xiao Han inadvertently, and smiled slightly: "Hey, classmate Xiao Han, please make me a cup of coffee without sugar, thank you."
Xiao Han raised the corner of his mouth. This was what he admired most about her, her straightforwardness and frankness...
Xiaoke, who was not far away, couldn't help but shuddered: "This damn girl actually ordered our master to make coffee for her. She really doesn't know the bounds of heaven and earth."