"Lao Huo, what are you doing? It's you who told people to come in, and it's you who told them to get out." Song Rongshi shrugged.

"Shut up, don't talk to me." Huo Xu lit a cigarette.

"Tsk, are you talking humanly? It was you who called us here." Song Rongshi felt aggrieved, "Ever since you and that Jiang Qingxin got together, you have become more and more weird. If you are really unhappy, just break up...

.....”

"Say it again." Huo Xu glanced over with cold eyes.

Song Rongshi just shut up.

Ji Ziyuan flicked the ashes from his cigarette, his dark eyes deep, "Are you really tempted?"

"No." Song Rongshi frowned, "Didn't you only have Lexia in your heart before..."

Huo Xu's hand holding the cigarette stiffened slightly, and Ji Ziyuan sighed: "Rong Shi, Le Xia is no longer here. Huo Xu can't keep that past forever."

Song Rongshi lowered his eyes sadly and drank sullenly.

Huo Xu just lowered his head and smoked.

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Next two days.

Jiang Qingxin finally found Zheng Chuan's residential address, but Zheng Chuan lived in Haicheng.

She had no choice but to take a flight to Haicheng in the morning.

When he arrived at the door of the villa, the doorman opened the door and asked, "Do you have an appointment?"

"No, but please inform Mr. Zheng Cheng that I am the daughter of his old friend Jiang Song."

The man outside the door looked at her suspiciously and then dialed the internal number. After getting a reply quickly, he opened the door respectfully and invited her in, "Mr. Zheng is waiting for you inside."

Jiang Qingxin walked all the way in.

She thought Zheng Chuan was an old man in his sixties or seventies, until she was stunned when she saw the middle-aged man on the sofa. This man looked to be in his forties. Although there were some wrinkles around the corners of his eyes, he was mature, elegant, and could see clearly.

He must have been a handsome guy when he was young.

"Are you...Uncle Zheng...?"

Zheng Chuan also looked at her, with a hint of nostalgia hidden in his eyes, "I didn't expect that twenty years had passed in the blink of an eye. When a little baby had grown so big, you really looked like your mother."

Jiang Qingxin was curious: "I heard that my mother saved you back then?"

"Yeah, don't look at the fact that I am rich now. I was once a poor boy with a lot of gambling debts. Fortunately, I met your mother and worked for her, and I am where I am today."

Zheng Chuan recalled the past with a smile on his face.

Jiang Qingxin blinked, feeling like a woman, the man in front of her seemed to be the one her mother had provoked when she was young.

"It's a pity...my mother left early." She said regretfully.

"Yeah, I didn't understand why your mother suddenly went to country T. Others said it was an accident, but I always felt that someone deliberately tricked her into going there, otherwise she wouldn't have encountered the typhoon..."

Zheng Chuan suddenly showed a hint of pain.

Jiang Qingxin felt that she was running out of brains, "You mean my mother was killed?"

"Well, your grandparents don't know, but I was working with her back then." Zheng Chuan's eyes flashed, "I checked later and found that the person who killed her may be in the capital."

Jiang Qingxin felt like a huge mountain was weighing on her body, the death of her grandmother and her mother.

It seemed like there was a force forcing her to grow rapidly.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Grow up slowly first. If you want to avenge your mother, your current strength is far from enough." Zheng Chuan comforted her.


Chapter completed!