There are bright stars in your eyes

Chapter 83

In the dream, she was kidnapped by a group of men in black.

They took her by the arms and pulled her into a van.

Struggling desperately, she shouted at the top of her voice, "Help! Help!..."

With a sound of "chi", a blue Bugatti stopped in front of her, and He Ziqian got out of the car.

Seeing her savior, she was ecstatic and shouted desperately, "Brother Ziqian, save me! Brother Ziqian! Save me!..."

However, her voice was hoarse, but He Ziqian didn't respond at all.

He crossed his arms and leaned on the car leisurely, watching her dying.

"Brother Ziqian! Please save me! Please!..." She cried out, pleading bitterly.

He Ziqian pursed his thin lips and smiled coldly, "Why did I save you? What is your relationship with me?"

She was stunned, her feet went limp, and she fell into the bottomless abyss...

Vaguely, the dream scene switched to the downstairs of the family courtyard of the municipal government.

In the evening, she came back from the nightclub and walked home drunk.

At a corner, a call of "Wanqing, Wanqing..." reached her ears.

The voice was very small, very faint, but extremely clear.

She turned on the flashlight on her phone and followed the direction of the sound, only to see her father lying in a pool of blood.

His face was covered in blood, and his hands were raised in the air, as if to grab something.

She was shocked and wanted to go over to pull her father up, but her legs were weak and she couldn't take a step.

The father stared at her with scorching eyes, and shouted, "Wanqing, I was wronged, I was wronged..."
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"Ah..." With a sound, she woke up from the dream and bounced off the bed.

Something cold slipped from her face and hit her pajamas with a "slap".

She reached out to touch it, and her face was wet with tears.

The dream just now was so real, no wonder she couldn't help crying.

It is said that there is nothing wrong with thinking by day and dreaming at night.

Subconsciously, she always believed that her father was wronged, and in the dream her father was crying for injustice.

Father... Thinking of this word, she felt another pain in her heart.

When will she be able to find out the cause of her father's death?

A feeling of desolation and helplessness filled her heart, making her eyes wet again.

She wrapped her hands around her knees and buried her head in her arms.

It has been a month since I saw Zhang Tingjian last time. I don't know if he can help me meet Uncle Wang.

If not, maybe she should think of other ways.
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On the second day, Zhao Wanqing saw Zhang Tingjian in the lobby of the hotel.

He and the crowd were discussing things while walking, and the atmosphere seemed tense.

"Brother Tingjian." She called out in a low voice.

In fact, she didn't expect him to hear her, after all, her voice was too small.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Tingjian suddenly turned his head, looked at her and shouted, "Wanqing!"

Perhaps because of excitement, a strange light radiated from his dark pupils.

The people around He Ziqian looked at her in unison, their scorching eyes almost pierced her.

Zhao Wanqing only felt that her cheeks were hot, and secretly lowered her eyes.Those people shouldn't have misunderstood anything, right?

Seeing this, Zhang Tingjian turned his head and said to the group of people, "Go first, I'll be back in a while."

Everyone nodded and dispersed, not forgetting to look back at Zhao Wanqing.

"Brother Ting Jian, why are you here?" Zhao Wanqing approached and asked in surprise.

Last night, she was still thinking about meeting him, but she didn't expect to meet him today.

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