Doctor Song's Hidden New Wife

"Why did you reject Luo Xiaoran?"

When Xiao Rong heard his question, he thought it was funny, he lowered his head, looked at his wine glass, and smiled slightly.

Song Yi didn't understand what Xiao Rong was laughing at.

Xiao Rong smiled, raised his head, and asked him, "As a male star, why do you have so many female fans?"

Song Yi sneered: "Of course it's because I have talent and good looks."

"You're so arrogant," Xiao Rong looked at him, lowered his eyes, continued to eat with his chopsticks, and said bluntly, "There are many more talented people than you. These women like you. It's just that I can't get you."

Song Yi frowned.

What Xiao Rong said was very true.

Indeed, whether it is a woman or a man, what is not available is always the best.

He is a male star, destined not to be acquired by ordinary female fans.

And these female fans, before he became famous, would have all kinds of fantasies, even delusion that they could date him one day.

Relying on this nihilistic longing and platonic love.

It can make him quickly become popular.

And the popularity continues unabated.

"Are you playing hard to get?"

Song Yi understood Xiao Rong's thoughts.

Xiao Rong raised his eyes, smiled, and did not deny it: "If you play hard to get, you can see if you are sincere."

"You want Luo Xiaoran to love you sincerely?"

"This woman likes my face," Xiao Rong ate his food, put down his chopsticks, and gently touched his face, "I have to thank my mother for giving me pain and giving me such a face." Nice face."

Song Yi looked at his face, thought about Xiao You's appearance, and suddenly felt puzzled: "Although you and Xiao You were not born to the same mother, you have the same father anyway, why do you two look so different? picture?"

In fact, Song Yi had been thinking about this question a long time ago.

Xiao You's appearance is only slightly higher than that of the general public.

But Xiao Rong is different, Xiao Rong's appearance, no matter whether it is among men or women, is so beautiful that people ignore their gender.

Male and female are indistinguishable, but without the femininity of women and the roughness of men.

Xiao Rong is elegant and clean.

Like a breeze passing through the ice floes under a snowy day and bright sun.

It's stunning yet comfortable.

"She inherited her mother's looks, and I inherited my mother's looks, so it's not unusual for the two of us to look alike."

There's nothing wrong with this statement though.

However, it made Song Yi feel a little unreasonable.

No matter what, they are all the blood of the Xiao family.

They are all half-siblings, so it's strange that they look so different.

Seeing that Song Yi was still frowning and thinking about this question, Xiao Rong suddenly smiled and said, "Do you know what Xiao You's mother looks like?"

"Xiao You's mother is also pretty good-looking." Although Song Yi has never met Xiao You's mother in person, but has seen Xiao You's mother's photo, "Her mother was a well-known socialite in Beicheng back then. Xiao Chengye was with her at the time. Very emotional."

"No matter how affectionate you are, didn't you marry her?"

Xiao Rong felt a little ironic.

No matter how much the love between a man and a woman is sworn to each other, sometimes, there are still some realistic things that block it all at once.

For example, the gap between high and low status.

"You're right. If my aunt hadn't been able to advise Xiao You's mother, it would be impossible for Xiao You to be recognized by Xiao Chengye and stay in Xiao's family."

"Is your aunt helping?"

It was the first time Xiao Rong heard of such a thing.

It turned out that Xiao You was able to be brought back to Xiao's house in Beicheng by Xiao Chengye, because someone was giving her advice behind Xiao You's scumbag mother?

　"That's right, it's Song Shuang's mother, Lin Fengya." Seeing Xiao Rong's ignorant expression, Song Yi continued, "You and Xiao You are siblings, and you don't even know this?"

Xiao Rong's eyes were dark, as if something was brewing in his heart, he picked up the wine glass, lowered his eyes and took a sip of the wine: "I never cared about it before."

"That's right, you didn't live in Xiao's house for a few days before, so how could you know these things."

Xiao Rong has almost always lived in the Institute of Education.

Even if he left the College of Education occasionally, it was when Xiao You found the right opportunity to plan to harm him.

The Xiao family has ignored him all these years, and the relationship between him and his family has only recently become closer. It is not surprising that he just learned about these things.

"You really know a lot, Mr. Song."

Xiao Rong looked at Song Yi and smiled slowly.

It is a good thing for Song Yi to know so many things.

The more you know, the more information you will give him.

He can use what he knows to plan well and what to do next.

Song Yi also knew what Xiao Rong was thinking.

However, I don't want to continue talking about it.

He remembered the file bag he gave Xiao Rong just now: "What exactly do you want to find out about Sun Jing's wife?"

"I have my uses."

Xiao Rong is still tight-lipped.

There is no intention to disclose.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Song Yi didn't bother to ask any more, but just looked at the cat brought over by Xiao Rong: "Do you really plan to take this cat back to raise yourself?"

"of course."

"You don't like cats?"

"Someone likes it." Xiao Rong lowered his eyes, his eyelashes covering the expression in his eyes.

It was impossible to see what was going on in his mind.

…………

The scene where Su Yuan was killed.

The room still maintained the appearance after Su Yuanyi came last time.

Red paint, like blood, was spattered on the curtains.

The red paint on the walls is also shocking, like bright blood that never fades.

Sun Jing saw that he had looked back and forth in the room carefully, but remained silent all the time, and finally couldn't help it: "Mr. Song, do you have any clues to give me?"

Song Shuang was lightly touching the red paint on the wall with her fingers. Hearing this, she turned her head and looked at Sun Jing: "Have your police dispelled the suspicion of Xiao Rong?"

"Xiao Rong is not suspected of committing the crime," Sun Jing said solemnly, "We have already checked, and he was not present when Su Yuan was killed."

"Could it be behind the scenes?"

"Impossible!" Sun Jing immediately denied, "We have conducted a serious interrogation on the criminal, the criminal has confessed, and no one ordered him to do so."

"You trust Xiao Rong that much?"

Song Shuang looked at Sun Jing's attitude of complete trust in Xiao Rong, and suddenly felt a little interesting: "Is it because personal feelings are mixed in?"

When Sun Jing heard this, his face immediately changed: "Mr. Song, don't talk nonsense."

"I'm just guessing, you don't have to react so much."

After Song Shuang reminded him like this, Sun Jing realized that his hasty rebuttal just now was indeed a bit too violent.

After he calmed down, he explained: "I also doubted Xiao Rong before, so I conducted many contacts and investigations with him, but the results of the investigations are that he is a kind-hearted person who values ​​love and righteousness."

Love and righteousness?

Hearing Sun Jing's evaluation of Xiao Rong.

Song Shuang suddenly felt a little funny: "How can you be sure that he is a person who values ​​love and righteousness?"

"I just met him tonight, and a girl with good qualifications confessed to him, but he resolutely refused, thinking of the dead Zhang Tiantian."

When Song Shuang heard this sentence, she thought for a while: "Officer Sun, you are a policeman, you should know better than me. Some things are not as useful as evidence."

"What do you want to say?"

Sun Jing stared at him.

Song Shuang said: "Su Yuanyi is the victim, not just a car accident victim."

"victim?"

Sun Jing was a little surprised.

"I suggest you to investigate Su Yuanyi and Xiao Rong more."

Sun Jing thought that Su Yuanyi's car accident happened shortly after Su Yuan died.

In addition, Su Yuanyi had been to the scene of the crime before he was drunk and caused the accident.

Suddenly, my heart became a little cold.

Could it be that all of this is really caused by someone behind the scenes?

Is it really related to Xiao Rong?
Song Shuang saw him lost in thought.

He said, "I went to see Su Yuanyi, that's why I came to revisit the old place with Officer Sun. I hope that this revisit can help Officer Sun find something useful. I have something else to do, so I'll go first."

Song Shuang had no intention of staying here for a long time.

After speaking, he turned and left.

Song Shuang left, leaving only the pensive Sun Jing in the room.

But when Sun Jing thought about the relationship between Xiao Rong and this matter, the more he felt it was impossible.

However, it is very unreasonable for Su Yuanyi to have such a bizarre car accident not long after Su Yuan died.

Song Shuang and the facial features of the case shouldn't have paid so much attention to it.

But now, he made a special trip to ask himself out to meet here.

Is there really a problem here?

They had already seen the crime scene carefully before.

Sun Jing hesitated, and began to walk around in the room.

He carefully looked at every corner and every detail of the house.

But after going back and forth in the room more than a dozen times, they didn't find anything.

Sighing a little annoyed, Sun Jing got up and walked to the balcony.

Just about to open the window and blow the cold wind outside the window.

He suddenly saw a strange glove-like thing fluttering in the cold wind on the top of the first-floor passageway outside the window.

However, even such a strong wind could not blow him away from the top of the corridor.

It was as if something had hooked him.

There is a lot of rubbish in the community.

Especially in this area with a lot of tenants.

Garbage bags and daily necessities, some will be blown out of the trash can by the wind.

He didn't pay attention to that strange glove.

However, after smoking a cigarette, I felt something was wrong no matter what I thought.

He simply extinguished the cigarette, turned around and went downstairs.

At night, no one in the community went out.

Only the occasional commuter passes by.

Sun Jing is agile, and the roof of the corridor on the first floor is not difficult to climb.

Sun Jing climbed up in a few strokes.

Pick up the glove that was almost blown away by the wind.

I just found out that this glove is a bit strange.

It turned out to be a silicone glove.

Moreover, there are strange lines on the gloves.

With his back against the wind in doubt, he turned on the lighter, and followed the brightness brought by the lighter.

Take a look at what the texture on the glove is.

In an instant, Sun Jing took a deep breath.

The lighter in his hand also turned off.