Chapter 506 [It's so good to live] (Part 1)

When Qiao Mengyuan came out of the police station, she felt very cold. She wrapped the inappropriate uniform tightly. Looking at Ye Yue, who was covered with clouds, she felt a little cold on her cheeks. She raised her hand and wiped away the tears on her cheeks.

Zhang Yang stood behind her and looked at her from afar, but did not approach her. At this time, she should be quiet.

Qiao Mengyuan finally realized Zhang Yang's existence. She turned around and walked towards him, and came to his side. Her voice was hoarse, "I want to go home! I want to leave this place!" When she said this, Qiao Mengyuan suddenly had the urge to cry.

Zhang Yang nodded: "I'll take you home, leave now. I'll take you wherever you want to go!"

When the sky in the east showed whiteness, Zhang Yang and Qiao Mengyuan had already arrived in Dongjiang. Zhang Yang drove the pickup truck directly to the Yangtze River. Qiao Mengyuan in the back seat was still asleep. Zhang Yang carefully pushed open the car door, afraid of waking up her good dream. Seeing that there was still a crystal teardrop hanging on Qiao Mengyuan's pale face, Zhang Yang felt an indescribable pity in his heart.

He gently closed the car door and walked towards the beach step by step. Standing by the river, the river breeze pulled Zhang Yang's clothes up. The Yangtze River at dawn was still in a blue-black color, vast, rolling, waves connected, and rushing thousands of miles away. The sound of the whistle tore apart the quiet morning. In the east sky, a golden light quietly poked out his head. The river surface was instantly dyed red. In the distance, golden light like fish scales continued to jump, quickly approaching Zhang Yang's location. The golden light expanded, expanding to the ferry in the middle of the river, the buildings on both sides of the Yangtze River, and the grass and trees on the east river, expanding to every inch of the place.

Zhang Yang raised his head, closed his eyes tightly, and bathed in this golden morning light. Every pore of his pore was feeling the freshness brought to him by the morning sun and air, like a baby who was being baptized, with a solemn and pious expression.

Qiao Mengyuan had already woken up. How could she fall asleep peacefully that night? She was originally concerned about Zhang Yang's every move, but at the moment of sunrise, she was also attracted by this beautiful scene. She suddenly realized that the world has always been so beautiful and so prosperous, and there is always hope at any time.

Qiao Mengyuan pushed open the car door and walked out of the car. Jiang Feng blew her short hair up. She felt a little cold and hugged her shoulders tightly.

Zhang Yang turned around, and although he was carrying the sunshine, his smile was still bright.

Qiao Mengyuan came to him, and she still remembered the last sentence she said last night. She wanted to go home and leave this place, but she did not say where she was going. Zhang Yang didn't ask, and drove her to Dongjiang all the time.

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes and looked at the sunlight that had begun to become strong, and whispered: "Do you like it?"

Qiao Mengyuan nodded and whispered, "I have never noticed that the sunrise by the river is so beautiful." She bent down, grabbed a handful of river sand, and let the sand slowly fall in her hands. A red maple was swirling in circles, passing by Zhang Yang, and landing at Qiao Mengyuan's feet. Before she could stop, she was blown up by the wind, tumbling in the air, falling into the rolling river water.

Zhang Yang said loudly: "The endless fallen trees are rustling down, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling!"

Qiao Mengyuan looked up at the boy who was suddenly excited and excited. I wonder if the scene in front of her touched him.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It is a blessing to be alive!"

Qiao Mengyuan didn't say anything, silently savoring Zhang Yang's words. It was a blessing to be alive. Thinking of the dead Xu Jiayong, as he disappeared with him, Qiao Mengyuan clapped her hands, stretched her arms in the sunshine, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

Zhang Yang said: "Do you still remember to clear Taishan?"

Qiao Mengyuan shook her head and said softly: "I forgot, I forgot everything in the past."

Zhang Yang sent Qiao Mengyuan to the provincial party committee’s family courtyard. Qiao Mengyuan didn’t even say a goodbye, and pushed open the car door and walked down. Zhang Yang looked at her beautiful figure step by step and walked away until she walked to her door. He drove the pickup truck away.

The daughter returned to Dongjiang early in the morning and was unexpected by Qiao Zhenliang and his wife. Seeing her daughter's haggard and pale look, Meng Chuanmei rushed up and held her cold hand: "Mengyuan, what's wrong with you? Don't scare mom?"

Provincial Party Secretary Qiao Zhenliang looked at his daughter with concern, and he whispered: "Chuanmei, Mengyuan may not have eaten yet, go and prepare!"

Qiao Mengyuan smiled and she whispered: "Dad, mom, I'm fine, I just suddenly missed homesick, so I came back."

Qiao Zhenliang walked over with a smile, embraced her daughter's shoulder, warmed her thin body, and said lovingly: "If you miss home, come back. Dad miss you, and your mother misses you too. Go and take a hot bath. Let's have breakfast together!"

Qiao Mengyuan nodded. She felt her nose a little sore. Only when she returned home could she feel her heart becoming more at ease.

With Qiao Zhenliang's wisdom, of course, he could detect a change in his daughter. However, as a father, what he should do most is to appease his daughter's emotions, rather than to figure out what happened. After sending his daughter back to the room, Qiao Zhenliang returned to the living room.

His wife Meng Chuanmei hurried over: "Old Qiao, has something happened to her daughter?"

Qiao Zhenliang looked at his wife with some blame, and Meng Chuanmei muttered in a low voice: "If you don't ask clearly, I feel so worried."

"Don't ask!" Qiao Zhenliang walked towards the sofa after saying that.

Meng Chuanmei sighed and could only turn around and go to the kitchen.

Qiao Zhenliang picked up the phone and dialed it directly to Rong Pengfei, director of Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau.

Rong Pengfei received a call from the provincial party secretary early in the morning and immediately realized what Secretary Qiao was doing for him. The case last night shocked Rong Pengfei and was still in a cold sweat. He was still scared. Xu Jiayong was too brave. He hired murder not only to target Zhang Yang, but also to count Qiao Mengyuan. If Zhang Yang had not escaped with his outstanding skills and rescued Qiao Mengyuan, if Qiao Mengyuan had an accident, he, the police chief, would be in trouble.

Rong Pengfei dared not hide it from Qiao Zhenliang, and told the case in a row.

After hearing him, Qiao Zhenliang was shocked and sweated. He never thought that his daughter would encounter such a danger yesterday. Qiao Zhenliang said furiously: "Rong Pengfei, such a big thing happened, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Rong Pengfei accompanied Xiaojing and said, "Secretary Qiao, we also arrived at the place afterwards. Miss Qiao was already safe at that time. She insisted not to let us tell you the news. She was afraid that you would worry, and we were also afraid of alerting the snake. If Xu Jiayong got the news, he might escape in time..."

Qiao Zhenliang said angrily: "Rong Pengfei, what do you, the police chief, care about? The big thing about buying a murder happened under your nose. You only realized afterwards that something happened to my daughter. You didn't even notify your family as soon as possible. You were afraid, afraid to take responsibility!"

Rong Pengfei heard that Qiao Zhenliang was really angry and whispered: "I'm sorry, Secretary Qiao, I'm really sorry. I admit that I didn't protect Miss Qiao's safety..."

Qiao Zhenliang said coldly: "Protecting every citizen and every investor in Jiangcheng is your responsibility, not just my daughter's problem!" Qiao Zhenliang hung up the phone after saying that.

Qiao Zhenliang has basically figured out the general idea. Xu Jiayong bought the murderer and wanted to kill Zhang Yang and his daughter. The final outcome was that Xu Jiayong was shot dead by the police. Zhang Yang and Meng Yuan were safe and sound. He could feel his daughter's current mood. Qiao Mengyuan once broke up with her parents for Xu Jiayong, and gave all her help to establish Huitong. Qiao Zhenliang has never liked Xu Jiayong. This is not only because Xu Jiayong's father Xu Changde has political stains, but also because he always believed that Xu Jiayong's purpose of approaching his daughter was to rely on their Qiao family. Qiao Zhenliang did not want his daughter to marry a young man with too many ambitions. When he heard the news of Xu Jiayong's death, Qiao Zhenliang also felt a little regretful. A young man in his prime finally destroyed himself for hatred. Xu Jiayong did not recognize the value of life at all.

The phone ringing woke Qiao Zhenliang up from his thoughts. He frowned and picked up the phone. However, it was Yan Guotao, Secretary-General of the Provincial Party Committee, who called him and reminded him that he would go to inspect the development zone this morning.

Qiao Zhenliang said: "Cancel, I don't have time this morning."

Yan Guotao was quite surprised. In his impression, Secretary Qiao rarely changed his plan casually: "Secretary Qiao... But I have notified the development zone leaders to prepare."

Qiao Zhenliang said: "They are leaders and I am leaders? Why are you going back more and more?"

Yan Guotao was in awkward stagnant. Secretary Qiao was obviously in a bad mood early in the morning, and he happened to catch up.

Qiao Zhenliang hung up the phone and found that his daughter had already taken a shower and changed her clothes and stood halfway on the stairs. Qiao Zhenliang smiled and patted the sofa: "Mengyuan, come, sit with me for a while!"

Qiao Mengyuan walked over and came to her father to sit down. Qiao Zhenliang touched her daughter's wet hair and smiled and said, "I didn't sleep well last night. I've got some panda eyes. Have a good sleep after dinner."

Qiao Mengyuan nodded and whispered: "Dad, it's time for you to go to work!"

Qiao Zhenliang said: "I won't go in the morning, so I just want to say a few words to my daughter at home."

"You are absent from work!"

Secretary Qiao laughed and said, "If you miss absent from work, you'll be absent from work. In Pinghai, will anyone call me for attendance?"

Zhang Yang left the provincial party committee's family yard and drove a pickup truck aimlessly on Dongjiang Street. When she passed by her fat sister's skin and belly noodles, she went in and picked up a bowl of noodles to fill her stomach, thinking about finding a place to live, but her mind was always messy. Although there were many friends in Dongjiang, Zhang Yang did not want to contact them now, and Gu Jiatong was not in Dongjiang either. Since Gu Mingjian was released from prison, he took over Gu Jiatong's Blue Ocean Computer Company. Gu Jiatong was busier than before. She had to take Gu Mingjian with many relationships. She was still a little worried about her younger brother and wanted to take him on the road with her. However, Gu Mingjian is obviously much better now, he is more sensible than before, and he works very hard.

Zhang Yang came to Qiuxia Lake unknowingly and came to the villa by Qiuxia Lake. He didn't know why he was coming, but he was feeling uneasy and thought of the lush grass by Qiuxia Lake. Today's sunshine was very good. Zhang Daren wanted to lie on the grass and sleep comfortably. Since he had thought about it, he would do it.

Zhang Yang parked the pickup truck on the road by the lake, took off his shoes, and walked to the grass. After all, it was late autumn, and the originally green grass began to become mottled, with green and yellow connections. There were many maple trees by the lake, blue lakes, flame-like trees, and green and yellow grass, just like scenes in oil paintings.

Zhang Yang walked on the soft grass and enjoyed the sun. After he discovered that this series of things had happened, he especially liked tranquility. Looking at the lake in the distance, Zhang Yang stretched his arms, and then slowly lie down on the grass. Such opportunities were not too many for him.

Zhang Yang closed his eyes and heard the sound of the breeze blowing through the trees, the sound of falling leaves falling in the wind, the sound of waves rising from the lake, the sound of waves flapping on the shore, the pleasant chirping of birds, the sound of birds flapping their wings, and he could even hear the sound of sunlight falling on the grass.

Zhang Daguanren smiled happily. His depression and troubles were completely released at this moment. It’s great to be alive!

Just as Zhang Daguanren was intoxicated by nature and enjoying this state of unity between man and nature, he heard a series of familiar footsteps, full of rhythm, and each step was very precise and powerful. Zhang Yang opened his eyes and saw a person looking down at him in the sunshine. He was Gu Yunzhi, the former secretary of the provincial party committee and Gu Jiatong's father.

Zhang Yang smiled and greeted: "Secretary Gu!"

Gu Yunzhi shook his head: "You forgot!"

Zhang Yang sat up from the grass: "Uncle Gu!"
Chapter completed!