Zhuo Jiaxuan's hand shook and she almost dropped the microphone.
She tried hard to control the fear in her heart and tried to make her voice full of surprise: "What... my cousin was hit by a car and died last night... Oh my god, how could such a thing happen! Qingyu, you are right.
Really?"
Silence continued on the phone, and the man seemed to be thinking about something.
"Qingyu, aren't you abroad? Why...why do you know these things!" Zhuo Jiaxuan squeezed the phone tightly, her eyes showing nervousness.
There was another period of silence on the phone, and it took a long time before I heard Nie Qingyu's reply: "Although I'm not in the country, my eyes and ears are still there, and you can't hide anything from me."
Zhuo Jiaxuan's heart was beating wildly. She didn't know if it was because of her guilty conscience, but she always felt that there was something in Nie Qingyu's words. "...Actually, my cousin is quite unreliable, and my relationship with him is not very good..."
But I’m still very sad when something happens to my cousin... Well, what should I do about this matter? Qingyu, I have never dealt with this kind of thing. "
"I will send someone to arrange your cousin's funeral arrangements. You are not well yet, so don't go out for the time being." Nie Qingyu told him calmly.
Zhuo Jiaxuan should be relieved to hear that Nie Qingyu didn't go into details. But for some reason, she always felt something was wrong. Even though he didn't show any obvious suspicion or alienation, he was still a little more indifferent than usual.
If things were normal and her cousin died, no matter what her relationship with her cousin was, he would at least say "I'm sorry."
But he didn't say any words of comfort, he just told her to take care of her health and not go out for the time being.
What does this mean? He has a very bad impression of Tian Zhihua, and even thinks that Tian Zhihua deserves to die. In other words, there are other facts that she is unwilling and afraid to admit...
Zhuo Jiaxuan's fingers holding the microphone trembled slightly, feeling that Nie Qingyu knew more than she imagined.
But he is very deep and can usually keep his composure.
"Take good care of your body and don't think too much. I'll handle everything when I get back." Nie Qingyu hung up the phone after saying that.
He didn't even say goodbye to her.
Zhuo Jiaxuan hung up the phone and sat back on the sofa with deep thoughts.
"What did Mr. Nie say? I heard that he has been caring about you!" Wang Yixiang came over and asked eagerly.
Zhuo Jiaxuan was a little upset and frowned: "I always feel that something is wrong... Could it be that he already knows..."
Nie Qingyu's palace is too deep! She really can't figure out what he knows and what other things can be hidden from him.
"If he knew, he wouldn't be able to talk to you so politely." Wang Yixiang was quite optimistic. "I heard that he cares about you very much. You don't have to think too much."
Zhuo Jiaxuan also secretly advised herself not to be too nervous. Maybe because she had just gotten rid of Tian Zhihua's trouble, she was always a little nervous. "Qingyu said he would send someone to arrange Tian Zhihua's funeral and not let me go out."
"Let me tell you, Mr. Nie still feels sorry for you, and he has considered it so thoughtfully." Wang Yixiang was happy, but she was still worried about one thing. "I'm afraid that Tian Zhihua will keep something alive, in case those photos are really published after he dies.
…”
"No!" Zhuo Jiaxuan quickly rejected this terrible idea. "His character is so bad that he doesn't have a reliable friend at all. If he gives those photos to those bad friends, they will definitely ask for money, and he won't be willing to give it up.
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When Wang Yixiang heard Zhuo Jiaxuan say so confidently, she obviously knew Tian Zhihua very well. This meant that Zhuo Jiaxuan and Tian Zhihua had been together for a long time.
"I hope it's okay! You have to remember better in the future and never associate with those shady men again. If you can be with Mr. Nie, what else can you be dissatisfied about!"
"I know." Zhuo Jiaxuan regained her confidence, a flash of pride flashed through her beautiful eyes. "He personally promised me that as long as I take good care of myself, he will give me another child!"
m country, capital city.
International star hotel, presidential suite.
Nie Qingyu hung up the phone. His handsome face was like ice, exuding a hint of coldness. His deep eyes were looking at the laptop screen in front of him indifferently. The email he just opened was addressed to Tian Zhihua.
Latest survey results.
Before he left the country, he asked Ahao to check on Tian Zhihua, but because he was busy with another more important matter, he forgot about it.
It wasn't until today that he heard about Tian Zhihua's accidental death in a car accident last night, that he clicked on Tian Zhihua's investigation results in his mailbox. As soon as he was halfway through, Zhuo Jiaxuan called.
After a little probing, he realized that Zhuo Jiaxuan was not unaware of Tian Zhihua's death, which made him suspicious.
Tian Zhihua's death was so strange, and coupled with the investigation results, there seems to be a vague answer that is about to come out.
Nie Qingyu frowned and stared at the laptop screen with gloomy eyes.
On the screen were the results of Tian Zhihua's investigation. This person had no biological relationship with Zhuo Jiaxuan, but the two had a history of living together.
But Nie Qingyu clearly remembered that he had sex after drinking that night. Zhuo Jiaxuan said that she was still a virgin and even produced evidence that she was a virgin...
At this time, the email alert sounded, and a new email was sent to his personal mailbox.
He lazily opened a new email, which was a recording.
The sounds of two women playing and laughing were An Ran and Bao Yuanqing.
Nie Qingyu's attention was immediately attracted and he played the recording again. Hearing An Ran's genuine smile, he couldn't help but relax a little.
It seemed like it was a good idea to ask Bao Yuanqing to accompany her to relieve her boredom. At least before he returned to China, she wouldn't be afraid that she would be too depressed to eat.
His eyes turned back to the details of Tian Zhihua's investigation again, and his expression turned gloomy again. Staring at the screen, he fell into deep thought.
At this time, Xiao Gao knocked on the door and walked in with a solemn expression: "President, the news just came from the hospital... He has passed away."
Nie Qingyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, his slender fingers curled up slightly, he lowered his head for a moment and then stood up slowly. "Are you ready?"
Xiao Gao took out a white flower and put it on the lapel of Nie Qingyu's suit.
The man was wearing a black suit with a white corsage, giving him a solemn atmosphere. He said nothing more and walked out.
He seemed to have been prepared for this day to come, his cold eyes showed no signs of wavering, but the tightness of his back still revealed the hidden emotions in his heart.
It was a kind of repressed, hidden deepest, unspeakable sadness and pain.
Domestic, Longhu Villa.
An Ran and Bao Yuanqing had nothing to do, so they asked Mrs. Liu to get the instruments and they rehearsed together.
Bao Yuanqing was best at playing the pipa, while An Ran was better at the guzheng. The two played the classic song "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" together.
This piece of music is quite ethereal and the pitch is not high. Both of them are familiar with it and there is no difficulty in it.
But for some reason, when I reached the climax, I heard a sharp "clang" sound, An Ran let out a low cry, and the strings broke and my fingers broke.