Shen Qingqiu walked home at night, resisting the urge to call Fu Tingshen.

She turned on her computer and checked the email sent by Qin Zhao.

The slender green-white fingers slid the mouse, scanning ten lines at a glance.

At this time, Qin Zhao's video call came over, "I told you back then that this kind of man was unreliable, but you didn't believe it! Now that the evidence is in front of you, you have to admit it!"

"People always make mistakes." Shen Qingqiu held his chin in one hand and browsed calmly.

Qin Zhao looked at her calm look and couldn't help but ask, "No, are you not sad at all?"

Shen Qingqiu raised his eyes, looked at Qin Zhao in the picture, pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "Maybe I don't have that much affection for him."

It just suddenly appeared at a certain moment when she needed it most, mistakenly turning that gratitude into dependence.

After spending time together day and night, she regarded this dependence as love.

She once thought that Lu Zhuo was the one person in this world who would never abandon her, but he abandoned her without her precautions, catching her off guard.

The moment Lu Zhuo abandoned her, she even thought of some painful memories from her childhood.

So she can't reconcile.

Qin Zhao lit a cigarette, leaned back, took a long puff, and then asked, "Qingqing, do you really think the person you met that night five years ago was Lu Zhuo?

"

In the dim room, only the cigarette on the man's fingertips was dyed with scarlet light, flickering on and off.

The dark eyes were like cold pools, and the delicate and tough facial contour revealed a bit of unknown cruelty.

Shen Qingqiu's eyes stared at him closely, "What do you mean?"

"Since you told me, I conducted a private investigation and found that although Lu Zhuo appeared in country y, he did not stay much." Qin Zhao straightened his arms, put his wrists on the table, and flexed his slender fingers.

He flicked the cigarette ashes and said, "I suspect that someone is using Lu Zhuo's whereabouts to cover up."

These words immediately caused Shen Qingqiu's expression to change drastically. Her pupils shrank slightly in shock and she opened her mouth, "Are you sure?"

"After all, it has been so many years, and there are too few clues that I can use." Qin Zhao looked at her, "Qingqing, you can find a chance to test it out."

Shen Qingqiu said: "I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Qingqiu sat in front of the computer as if he had lost his soul.

His mind was filled with what Qin Zhao said.

If the person that night was not Lu Zhuo, who could it be?

If the person she has been looking for is not Lu Zhuo, then the last trace of kindness she has reserved for the Lu family will no longer exist, right?

At this time, the mobile phone suddenly rang.

She picked up the phone and took a look, a touch of tenderness appeared between her eyebrows.

He gently slid his fingertips across the screen and answered the phone.

Fu Tingshen's delicate and charming face clearly appeared on the mobile phone screen, "Have you been waiting for me?"

"Busy working?"

The two voices sounded at the same time, and then they looked at each other and smiled.

Fu Ting stared deeply at his thoughtful face on the screen, carefully looking at every part of her face, not missing any subtle changes, "You look like you have something on your mind."

Hearing this, Shen Qingqiu was startled for a moment, raised his hand to touch his face, and then raised the corners of his lips with a beautiful arc, "No, maybe I'm too tired today."

Hearing her words, Fu Tingshen's eyes flashed with an imperceptible dark light, and his tone was indulgent, "No matter how busy you are at work, you must take good care of yourself."

"I know." Shen Qingqiu looked at the man's face.

The depths of the man's eyes seemed to be filled with infinite affection, and even just one glance could easily imprison him firmly.

She pursed her lips and said, "How long will it take for you... to be back?"


Chapter completed!