460, You don't think my sister will appear, do you?
When Mo Yuhang said this, Xiao Zichen's expression became more solemn.
Obviously, Mo Yurou also began to doubt Zhou Junyi.
Seeing Mo Yuhang's confused expression, Xiao Zichen sighed softly.
"Has your sister ever mentioned Jiang Moyao to you?"
Xiao Zichen asked. Mo Yuhang listened and nodded immediately. His eyes were obviously more hostile, and his attitude towards Xiao Zichen was also a bit colder.
"Isn't she your first love? If it hadn't been for that woman, nothing would have happened to my eldest sister back then."
Mo Yuhang's tone of voice was a bit complaining, Xiao Zichen smiled bitterly and said apologetically.
"It's true that I was sorry for your sister about what happened back then, but you may not know that Jiang Moyao came to England after she separated from me and had a child with Zhou Junyi. Later, after she returned to Luo City, she still had a relationship with Zhou Junyi
Contact me, I only found out about this matter more than two months ago."
Xiao Zichen is right. About three months ago, the private detective who had been secretly investigating Zhou Junyi obtained the hair of Zhou Xinze, Zhou Junyi's child. After doing a DNA comparison, it was determined that the child was Zhou Junyi and Jiang Moyao.
, therefore, the mystery that had troubled them for more than half a year was finally solved.
After Xiao Zichen knew all this, the reason why he didn't touch Zhou Junyi was because he felt it was no longer necessary. After all, he didn't have any emotions towards Jiang Moyao. In this case, why would he embarrass someone who had nothing to do with him.
When Mo Yuhang heard this, he was stunned. All this was too unbelievable to him, but when he saw Xiao Zichen's firm eyes, he knew that it was all true.
"How...how could this happen? How could Brother Zhou be with Jiang Moyao?"
Xiao Zichen didn't know this, and his only response to Mo Yuhang was shaking his head.
After Mo Yuhang was shocked, he thought of another thing, and he suddenly said in a depressed mood.
"I heard Assistant Jiang mention that you and my sister have always felt that what happened back then had nothing to do with Uncle Zhou. You are still investigating. Now that Uncle Zhou has passed away, can the investigation result in this matter be found?"
As soon as Mo Yuhang said this, Xiao Zichen also sighed softly, with a sad look on his face.
Once Zhou Jinsheng dies, I'm afraid no one else will know the truth. After so long of investigation, there has been no breakthrough. Now even the only person who knows the truth is gone. It will probably be even more difficult to investigate this matter in the future.
"Leave it to fate. The truth of what happened back then is no longer important to me. Now, I just hope that your sister can show up soon."
Xiao Zichen said quietly, now, nothing is more important than finding Mo Yurou.
Seeing Xiao Zichen's sad face, Mo Yuhang, who was not yet twenty years old and had been single since birth, really didn't know how to comfort him. In the end, he could only drink with him.
The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning, the weather in London was gloomy. It rained sparsely all morning, making everyone feel wet.
In a cemetery in north London, a heavy and memorial service is being held.
Over the years, Zhou Jinsheng has been committed to aid programs for war-torn people. Today, he is a respectable philanthropist. His death has been paid tribute by people from all walks of life.
When Xiao Zichen and Mo Yuhang arrived, many people were already at the scene. They all sat quietly in the auditorium, waiting to pay homage to Mr. Zhou Jinsheng for the last time.
This was also the first time Xiao Zichen met Zhou Jinsheng's eldest son, Zhou Junmo, a man completely different from Zhou Junyi.
"Mr. Zhou, please forgive me."
Although it was their first meeting, Xiao Zichen always admired the man in front of him.
Zhou Junmo, only thirty-five years old, is the actual leader of the Zhou Consortium. He is famous for his thunderous methods, but he is also an extremely low-key and reserved person. He has been in charge of the Zhou Consortium for eight years, but has never appeared in front of the media.
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One of the reasons why Xiao Zichen admired him was this man's dedication. Zhou Junmo's wife, a girl born in an ordinary family in England, met Zhou Junmo when they were in college. After graduating from college, the two got married, and they were married ten years ago.
Years ago, there has never been any scandal.
Zhou Junmo looked at Xiao Zichen in front of him, stretched out his hand and shook it back, thanking him.
"Thank you for coming. My father told me about the affairs between him, your father and Uncle Mo before his death. I would like to express my father's apology again. I hope that his death can wipe out the past grudges."
Zhou Junmo said calmly and seriously. Obviously, he knew about what happened back then, otherwise, he would not have such a tone.
For Xiao Zichen, the crime is not as bad as that of his family. Now that Zhou Jinsheng has passed away, he will not blame Zhou Junmo for these things.
However, what puzzled Xiao Zichen was that on such an important occasion today, Zhou Junyi was nowhere to be seen. However, Xiao Zichen did not ask any more questions, exchanged a few words with Zhou Junmo, and then found a seat with Mo Yuhang to sit down.
Until almost noon, Zhou Junyi brought Zhou Xinze, who was already walking, to the memorial service. However, it seemed that the relationship between him and the two brothers Zhou Junmo was not very good. Although they were far apart, Xiao Zichen could still feel the two brothers.
An atmosphere of alienation and indifference.
However, Xiao Zichen didn't pay much attention to the subtle relationship between the two brothers of the Zhou family. After sitting down, he began to look around. There were more than two hundred people sitting in the huge auditorium. With so many people, it was indeed necessary to hide their identities.
easy.
"Brother-in-law, you don't really think my sister will show up here, do you?"
Mo Yuhang saw Xiao Zichen looking around and said casually.
Xiao Zichen's eyes suddenly darkened. He had already looked around twice and couldn't see anyone who looked similar to Mo Yurou, let alone Mo Yurou.
"It seems that I am overthinking it."
With that said, Xiao Zichen stood up from the chair.
"Brother-in-law, are you leaving?"
"I'm going to smoke a cigarette."
As Xiao Zichen spoke, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. Since Mo Yurou disappeared, his addiction to smoking has become more and more serious. Now he almost always carries cigarettes with him.
This cemetery is very large, with a total of three memorial halls that can accommodate 500 people. After coming out of the auditorium, turn left and keep walking. There are several public smoking areas near the parking lot.
Xiao Zichen lit a cigarette and sat in the corner silently and somewhat lonely, staring blankly at the passing vehicles in the distance.
At this time, a white RV slowly drove out of the parking lot and headed in the direction where Xiao Zichen came out just now.
Behind a pillar outside the memorial hall where Zhou Jinsheng's body was located, Mo Yurou, dressed in plain clothes, was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a fisherman's hat on her head and a mask on her face, leaving only a pair of bright eyes.
Secretly staring at the lonely figure in the distance.
"Madam, the car is here, shall we leave now?"
Jessica stood nearby, holding a coat in one hand and an umbrella in the other. After seeing the discolored RV, she asked softly.
When Mo Yurou heard the voice, she looked away, glanced sideways at the memorial hall not far away, and said softly.
"Uncle Zhou, I'm sorry, I can only see you off for the last time outside. I will take my children to worship you another day."
After saying that, Mo Yurou pulled the blanket covering her legs to cover her bulging belly, and then said to Jessica.
"Let's go. If we go now, we can return to the manor in the evening."
With that said, Mo Yurou pressed the forward button on the wheelchair, and the electric wheelchair moved towards the outside of the corridor, while Jessica followed closely beside her while holding on to the mountain.
At this time, the driver got out of the car and opened the door for Mo Yurou. Mo Yurou asked without seeing Zhuang Junze's voice.
"Where's your boss?"
"Mr. Zhuang went in to pay homage to Mr. Zhou and should be coming out soon."
The driver said and glanced towards the memorial hall.
After hearing this, Mo Yurou nodded, then supported her wheelchair and prepared to stand up and get in the car.