Li Dai Taozun "I think that meeting you again in this life and falling in love with you is a blessing given by Ling Zi." Zhuang Ya remembered her daughter's persuasion. If Song Lingzi had not enlightened her, she might have stayed in an unfortunate marriage and continued to be unhappy until her life ended.

When Lu Tianming heard this, he held Zhuang Ya's hand with a big hand and said firmly: "I always believe that we will meet again, no matter what way."

Zhuang Ya looked at the man's firm eyes and felt moved. Many loves will be fulfilled. It is not that the people in love are particularly lucky, but that two people put in enough effort, or one of them must have made uncalculable efforts.

Song Lingzi held Han Shaoting's hand and came to Zhuang Ya and Lu Tianming, and smiled and said, "Mom, Uncle Lu, what are you talking about?"

Lu Tianming and Zhuang Ya looked at each other and said tacitly: "We are discussing the next itinerary. Uncle Lu said that it is rare to do it once. His business has been done. We will have fun in the remaining few days."

Song Lingzi was happy when she heard this. "That's great. It seems that my decision this time is really wise." If she hadn't proposed to come on a whim, perhaps the relationship between Zhuang Ya and Lu Tianming would not be so smooth, and the relationship between her and Han Shaoting would not have reached a higher level.

Han Shaoting shaved the tip of her nose and said dotingly: "I'm greedy and playful. I think I really marry a little pig."

Song Lingzi snorted: "If you regret it, you still have time to return the goods. I have Uncle Lu as my backer now, are you afraid that I can't find a better one than you?"

Han Shaoting glanced at Song Lingzi with a squinted look: "Tell me again..."

Song Lingzi's scalp was numb, and Han Shaoting's appearance seemed to show signs of settlement in the autumn. Holding Han Shaoting's arm, Song Lingzi showed a flattering smile: "Just kidding, you are the best in my eyes."

When Lu Tianming and Zhuang Ya heard this, they couldn't help laughing. Unexpectedly, Song Lingzi, who had always been tough, would also please a man like this.

Song Lingzi lowered her head, and her fair cheeks were covered with redness.

The sun in the sky had risen into the air, sprinkling a golden glow. The group walked slowly down the mountain along the golden sunlight.

The crescent moon is like a hook, the night is as cool as water, Gao Yuanyuan is lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and feels a little uneasy. For some reason, she made many calls tonight, but Zhuang Jing didn't answer.

The sound of the car extinguishing the engine came from outside the window. Gao Yuanyuan sat up, walked out of bed, and quietly turned on the monitor he installed.

Zhihui and Chong. Xiao Li and Ho Ying walked into the house with extremely tired expressions. Especially Xiao Li, as soon as she entered the room, she couldn't wait to take off her coat, kick off her high heels, climbed onto the bed and lay down, looking at the ceiling with beautiful eyes, looking worried.

Ho Ying sat beside her and whispered: "It's okay, this matter is an accident. Don't worry, I've made arrangements for what happened later."

"But is this considered murder?" Xiao Li said astonishingly.

When Ho Ying heard this, his face changed drastically and he angrily scolded Xiao Li: "What are you talking about? She obviously fell down by herself, what does it have to do with us? Besides, there is no other person who knows about this matter except you. Why are you afraid that she will die?"

Xiao Li's face could not hide a hint of paleness and panic. "No matter how you say it, everyone's life is killed... If our affairs are exposed, no one will believe us whenever you say it." Seeing a person falling from a high altitude like a piece of paper, this shock was really beyond the scope she could accept for Xiao Li.

The most important thing is that Ho Ying's cold expression made Xiao Li feel cold in her heart. A woman who has been with him for so long died, but he can be indifferent. What if it was her own indifference? At this moment, Xiao Li became vigilant about Ho Ying. A cruel and ruthless man would not be particularly kind to the person next to her.

Ho Ying did not guess Xiao Li's psychological changes. He stood up, took out a cigarette, and said irritably: "This matter is all your fault. You have to go to the office to find me, otherwise you wouldn't have let that bitch come up and catch me."

Xiao Li felt a bone-broken cold. Before something happened, he had already begun to shirk responsibility and blamed everything on her head. He lowered his head, and Xiao Li's fingers quietly pressed the recording button on her phone. "If you didn't push her so hard, she wouldn't have fallen."

"Are you blaming me? Don't forget, I had a conflict with her to save you." Ho Ying roared in a low voice, as if dissatisfied with Xiao Li's attitude.

Gao Yuanyuan, who was sitting in front of the surveillance controller, could not hide her shock after hearing this passage. Could it be that Zhuang Jing had been killed? A chill rose from her toes, and she suddenly felt that Xiao Li and Ho Ying were even more terrifying than she thought.

Turn off the surveillance controller and hide the surveillance controller. Gao Yuanyuan stroked her heart and thought to herself that she must find an opportunity to remove the surveillance equipment. If Xiao Li discovered it... Thinking of this, Gao Yuanyuan felt that her neck was chilling and her body was covered with chills.

On the last day of the itinerary of the province a, heavy rain fell from the sky, splashing rain flowers, dense dark clouds rolled in the air, brewing, lightning tore open the dark clouds, illuminating the gloomy sky. The rumbling thunder was deafening, which made Song Lingzi feel frightened and dared not stay in the room.

Sitting in the elegant seat of the hotel restaurant, Song Lingzi ordered a cup of coffee and tasted it quietly. Zhuang Ya looked at the increasing rain outside the glass window and said worriedly: "Why haven't Shaoting come back yet?"

Song Lingzi glanced at his mother, a clear smile flashed in his eyes, comforting Zhuang Ya: "Mom, Uncle Lu and Shaoting will be together, there will be no problem."

Zhuang Ya gave her daughter anger and said, "When did I worry about you Uncle Lu..." After saying that, Zhuang Ya regretted it. Isn't this a way to tell her own advice?

Song Lingzi smiled at the corner of her mouth, and did not reveal Zhuang Ya's insincere words. She pulled out the newly bought newspaper and slowly browsed it. Finally, a small report on the newspaper attracted Song Lingzi's attention.

Song Lingzi took a few closer glances, and the blood gradually faded from her little face.

Zhuang Ya, who was sitting opposite, noticed that Song Lingzi's expression was wrong and hurriedly asked: "Lingzi, what's wrong with you?"

Song Lingzi did not answer Zhuang Ya's question, staring at the two words in the newspaper and the date above. If she remembered correctly, this year and day of her previous life were the day when Zhuang Ya and his wife had a car accident. This time, Zhuang Jing fell from the building and committed suicide.

"Lingzi!" Zhuang Ya's hand crossed the table, grabbed Song Lingzi's cold hand, and showed a concerned look in her eyes: "What happened?" Song Lingzi's strangeness could not be hidden from her eyes.

Song Lingzi raised her head, with a bit of sadness on her face. She folded the newspaper and handed it to Zhuang Ya: "Mom, you can read it yourself!"

Song Lingzi had no feelings for Zhuang Jing's death. First of all, she had no feelings for Zhuang Jing. Secondly, she suspected that Zhuang Jing had a car accident in her previous life, killed her mother, and seized the inheritance left by her grandfather. Although there was no direct evidence, once a person's heart had the seeds of doubt, he would be alienated from this person. Moreover, Zhuang Jing did have done things to hurt Zhuang Ya.

These reasons combined have led to Song Lingzi being indifferent to Zhuang Jing's death and not being sad. However, Song Lingzi's thoughts were unable to explain them clearly to Zhuang Ya, and they could only be replaced by disguised sadness. After all, Zhuang Ya and Zhuang Jing were together for a while, after all, they were sisters. If they were too indifferent, it would also affect their mother's intuition toward him.

Zhuang Ya took the newspaper and read the entire content, frowned: "She will not commit suicide." Zhuang Jing is a person who is too familiar with her. She is lazy and selfish and vain. No matter what the reason is, she will not die.

Dark clouds as thick as ink rolled in the sky, and lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating half of the sky into silver. Behind the lightning was the rumbling sound of landmines, and the deafening thunder was like thousands of troops beating war drums.

Song Lingzi heard the roaring thunder, and her eardrums were shaking from time to time, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated and she couldn't stop for a long time. At this time, her mind burst into pieces. If Zhuang Jing did not commit suicide, it could only be a murder or an accident. Judging from some signs, the possibility of murder is greater.

Zhuang Ya put the newspaper aside, and a little melancholy appeared on her fair face. "I really didn't expect that she would go so fast and she was still so young." As she spoke, Zhuang Ya showed some regret, but not much sadness. Perhaps, the years of alienation had long faded that relationship, and not to mention that there was not much deep feelings between them.

Song Lingzi lowered his eyes and thought, in the dark, the will of heaven was unpredictable. Zhuang Jing had been plotting against others throughout her life, but in the end, she was still plotted against her. As a human being, she lived her life with her duty, and might be a little dull, at least she had no worries about food and clothing. If she was restless, she would have to bear some unpredictable consequences.

Drinking the cold coffee, when Song Lingzi was about to order the second cup, Zhuang Ya stopped her: "Drinking some pearl milk tea, stop drinking coffee. Drinking too much will not be good for your health."

Song Lingzi nodded and changed to pearl milk tea.

Han Shaoting and Lu Tianming both appeared in the restaurant. Seeing Song Lingzi drinking milk tea, Han Shaoting put the egg tart on the table and smiled and said, "The hot egg tart is freshly baked."

Seeing Han Shaoting presenting treasures to Song Lingzi and Zhuang Ya, Lu Tianming took out a box of pineapple buns and a box of vanilla cakes and placed them on the table: "I just saw this pineapple buns and vanilla cakes, so I will buy some of them to try for you."

The mother and daughter looked at each other, laughing and crying. Do these two men feed them like pigs? According to their feeding method, it is difficult not to be fat.

However, their appearance weakened Zhuang Jing's death and brought about a depressing atmosphere.

Huge baroque crystal lamps hang on the dome of Hyatt Hotel, and tassel-like crystal beads hang down and shine with five-colored light. Lan Siyu walked up the steps and walked towards the Western Restaurant on the second floor...

Gu Lan sat at the dining table and saw Lan Siyu wearing a black casual suit walking in gracefully. A trace of gloom flashed in her eyes. If Qin Lei was still alive, perhaps she could find a handsome and gentle man like Lan Siyu to be her husband.

This thought flashed through my mind, and Gu Lan stood up and smiled and said, "President Lan, thank you for your favor, I'll come here specially." She had a good time with Lan Siyu's family, just to use Lan Siyu's power to find out the murderer who killed his daughter.

Lan Siyu reached out and shook her hand and said apologetically: "I have something to do temporarily, and I'm delayed on the road, sorry."

Gu Lan sat down with an elegant posture, "It's okay, you are a busy person, unlike me, you are idle all day long."

A strange color flashed across the amber eyes. Lan Siyu was a little confused. Gu Lan was so good. Why did she come to him? Before Lan Siyu could ask Gu Lan, Gu Lan handed the menu to Lan Siyu: "Do you want to eat something? Try the meal here, it tastes pretty good."

Lan Siyu was not willing to refuse, so he took the menu politely, took a closer look, and then called the waiter to order a few dishes. After the dishes were finished, Lan Siyu caught the opportunity to ask. "Is there anything wrong with Mrs. Qin looking for me?"

When Gu Lan heard the three words "Ms. Qin", a deep disdain flashed in her eyes. "Please call me Ms. Gu."

Lan Siyu frowned. Did the woman in front of him get divorced? Why didn’t he get this important news? “You and your husband…”

"It's okay between us." Gu Lan was not that stupid and would give up Mrs. Qin's throne. Even if she hated Qin Feng so much, she would not let Qin Feng go free, giving him the opportunity to marry another woman to enter.

"I'm too worried." Lan Siyu smiled and raised his eyebrows. "Ms. Gu is looking for me, do you have any instructions?"

A hint of hesitation appeared on Gu Lan's face, and her white and tender hands couldn't help but press the document bag next to her right hand.

Lan Siyu's eyes also fell on the document bag, and a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes: "Can I help you?" Does Gu Lan want to turn over the case for his daughter? No, he is not a policeman or a judge, what can he do?

Gu Lan thought for a while, and seemed to have made up his mind before handing over the document bag to Lan Siyu.

Lan Siyu took the document bag and was a little confused. He didn't dare to open it and saw what was stored inside. "What is this?"

"You open it and look at it, don't you know?" Gu Lan stared at Lan Siyu with his eyes, looking forward to him opening the document bag. How come the design draft of al is here with you?"

Gu Lan raised her hand, slid her temples, and smiled and said, "What do you think?" al, why didn't you admit your identity at the last auction?" Gu Lan also participated in that auction, why didn't she react to her work appearing at the auction?
Chapter completed!