midnight.

Fang Ti was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

My thinking was completely uncontrollable, and my mind kept popping up with the photos I saw in the cafe. In the photos, my mother's facial features were blurred, her quarrel with Fang Zhen, and her striking her into the river by Fang Zhen...

Tears slid silently from the corners of their eyes, soaked into the pillow, disappearing without trace.

Suddenly, the ringtone of the cell phone that was placed aside rang.

Fang Ti wiped off the tears from the corners of her eyes, got up and picked up her phone.

When I saw the name of the caller ID, I couldn't help but be stunned.

She pressed to answer, her voice with a hint of hoarseness, "Mr. Yan, why haven't you been sleeping yet so late?"

The man's low voice came from the other end, "Aren't you asleep yet?"

Fang Ti pursed her lips and denied, "I've actually fallen asleep, but I'm just awakened by the phone ring."

"That's it..." Yan Zhihuai paused, "I'm sorry to disturb you to sleep."

Fang Ti lay back on the bed, tugging the corner of her mouth, "It doesn't matter, how is your work in Haicheng? When will you come back?"

"Everything goes well, if there is no surprise, you should be here tomorrow night."

"That's it. Although you are busy with work, you should pay attention to rest in Haicheng."

"good."

Fang Ti's heart was actually empty this night, as if she had lost something accidentally. It was not until now that she heard Yan Zhihuai's voice that her heart was finally filled again, full of a sense of stability.

She looked up at the ceiling above her head and murmured, "Mr. Yan, you will assign my task tonight and I have completed it successfully."

Yan Zhihuai actually got the news from Assistant Wu long ago, which was why he called so late, but he still followed her words, "Is it? It's great."

"Yang Hui took the initiative to find me and took out a recording that proved the collusion between the Liu family and Fang Zhen back then, as well as the evidence that Fang Zhen killed my mother with his own hands. I heard it with my own ears and saw it with my own eyes.

However, she still took away the recorder and the photo later because she wanted to negotiate a deal with me. She said she wanted to overthrow the Liu family and wanted Liu Ping and Liu Yong and his son to pay the price for their crimes. She hoped that she could get custody of her son smoothly, and to obtain half of the property of the Liu family after divorced Liu Yong.

But although Liu Ping retreated, the centipede worm died without being stiff. With the evidence in her hands, she had no confidence to defeat them, so she hoped you could take action."

Fang Ti's tone was very plain when she said these words, but Yan Zhihuai could still hear the slight trembling in her voice.

His voice couldn't help but softly "You promise her, it's not difficult for me to be a Liu family."

"Okay, then I'll reply to her tomorrow so that I can take that recorder and those photos."

Fang Ti tightened the quilt on his body with his fingers and said word by word, "Fang Zhen has been escaping the French Open for twenty years. It is time to atone for his actions back then."

"Well, he can't escape."

Yan Zhihuai comforted her and said tentatively, "It's already very late, why don't you go to bed early?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ti pursed her lips, "Mr. Yan."

"What's wrong?"

"I miss you." Fang Ti pouted, as if acting coquettishly, "I miss you until I can't sleep."

Yan Zhihuai was silent, "...what should I do?"

Fang Ti turned over, lay on the bed, and curled her lips, "Mr. Yan, why don't you sing a song for me? Maybe I will feel sleepy when I listen to your singing?"

Yan Zhihuai "..."

There was no echo on the other end of the phone for a long time. Fang Ti hesitatedly glanced at the phone screen, "Hey? Mr. Yan, are you still here?"

The word "...in." seems to be squeezed out of the cracks of teeth.

Fang Ti couldn't help laughing, "I'm teasing you, then I'm going to sleep? Mr. Yan, evening..."

Before she could finish her word "An", the song suddenly sounded across from her-

"Sit for half a night

Coffee is cold and cold

Is your heart fading

It's your coldness

…”

On the other end of the phone, the man's singing slowly, his low and mellow voice had a magnetic sensation and a little uncomfortable.

Fang Ti was stunned for a few seconds, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but lifted up.

She closed her eyes gently, listened to the man singing Cantonese songs awkwardly, coaxing her in a clumsy way.

All the depression in my heart seemed to be wiped out by the man's singing.

All that remains is in the warm sunshine, flowers and plants flourish and rivers flow.

A few minutes later, Yan Zhihuai finally finished singing the long song and let out a gentle sigh, "Okay, I'm finished singing, you can sleep."

There was no response from the other end of the phone.

Yan Zhihuai's voice was a little softer, "Fang Ti?"

There was still no girl's voice coming.

It seems that he is asleep.

"Be good, don't be sad." Yan Zhihuai said "good night" softly and hung up the phone.

The moment the phone hung up, Fang Ti slowly opened her eyes, looked at the cell phone in her hand, and then said softly, "Good night."

Because of insomnia the night before yesterday, Fang Ti got up very late the next day.

When she picked up her phone in a daze, she suddenly found that she appeared in the group with a special second-tier group name again.

And this time, the people who brought her into the group

Chapter completed!