Yan Shao's Fatal Affection

"Qiao Ai is missing and may even be dead. With Guan Qianyu's tombstone found, what do you think is different about your master?" Bai Yuxing asked suddenly.

Qingyang is a rough person, so his answer is very straightforward.

He said: "When Ms. Qiao disappeared, Mr. wanted to let the whole world know, and searched wildly."

"But when he learned of his wife's death, he remained silent."

Only when there is real pain, will there be no strength to toss about.

But he didn't do nothing, Guan Qianyu disappeared, he kept silent, but Li Tianhe was given the job of finding someone.

Who is Li Tianhe, used by him to find a woman?He also said he didn't care.

When he heard Yan Xiyu say "She died when she died, why should I stop working?", he just smiled.

Obviously, he was the one who said last week that the Swiss branch was on the right track, so he didn't need to keep an eye on it himself, and he could take a vacation.

How did she know that Guan Qianyu's tombstone was in Switzerland, and she was about to fly over there again?

A duplicity, a man who never speaks his mind.

……

The ticket is for the next day.

on the plane.

Bai Yuxing finished reading the emails sent back to him from various parties, then turned to look at the man wearing a blindfold next to him.

The tightly pursed thin lips showed that he was not sleepy at all, and it was difficult for him to even act.

Then Bai Yuxing opened his mouth: "The photo of Qiao Ai should be the one taken at that time, but I have searched for a hundred miles in the past year, but I can't find any trace. Most likely, I went there for a trip?"

"Or, it's really the wrong person."

"Anyway, Guan Qianyu didn't say whether Qiao Ai was injured before she disappeared. I don't know if the tattoo is real or not."

Therefore, it is even more difficult to argue whether people are true or false.

In other words, not only did they not find out who kidnapped Qiao Ai by Guan Qianyu and Guan Shaojun, but even the last trace of Qiao Ai was lost, and her life and death were still unknown.

It's all right now, Guan Qianyu is dead, and there is no proof of her death.

"Now you are empty at both ends of the bamboo basket and fetching water. You have lost both your new love and your old love."

Bai Yuxing didn't hear the slightest response from him, so he couldn't help taking off his blindfold.

"Don't play with me that silence is golden. I'm telling you this to persuade you. If you want to choose an official, you should choose it. As for Qiao Ai..."

"I will find it for you, and then I will give you what you want, and make up for you. You don't have to feel that you owe this or that, and you will make yourself inhumane."

A man like Yan Xiyu is not afraid of heaven and earth, but his emotional handling is like a loophole in the system. When it gets serious, Bai Yuxing is afraid of death.

He is such a brother.

Yan Xiyu was blinded by the light, and said coldly, "Choose a private person, will I guard the tomb in my next life?"

Bai Yuxing sneered, "If you believed that she was really dead, would you make this trip?"

The man snatched the blindfold back and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Dig out that little junior sister of yours and marry her before you worry about me. Don't wait until you find out that she is the child's mother."

Bai Yuxing was the only one who was most jealous of his junior sister's love affair, so he finally frowned, "I just said that you have nothing to do with a bamboo basket, so why is it so bad?"

It was evening when we arrived in Switzerland.

On the way from the airport to the hotel, Bai Yuxing called Li Tianhe, "Will you pass the noble cemetery when you go from the airport?"

Li Tianhe's hoarse voice said, "It's a bit convoluted, Brother Xi said to go now?"

If I remember correctly, he just came back to Beicheng for two days, and came here again, so he didn't even take a break?

Bai Yuxing glanced at the man next to him, "I can't wait to see Miss Guan's tombstone."

Li Tianhe has been in the army for a long time, his brain is straighter than steel, and he asked straightforwardly: "You and Miss Guan have never been in love or married, what can you wait for?"

Bai Yuxing raised his forehead: "... No wonder you are single."

IQ is too high, EQ is squashed.

If Bai Yuxing directly said that Yan Xiyu couldn't wait to see Guan Qianyu, with this man's face-saving nature, he would definitely not rush there again.

They would just turn around and torture him to death.

Bai Yuxing knew his urine nature too well!

After hanging up the phone, Bai Yuxing patted Qingyang's back seat with a smile, "Turn around and go to the noble cemetery."

While talking, Qingyang's car had actually turned around ahead of time.

Bai Yuxing looked at Yan Xiyu and smiled lightly, "Qingyang has more EQ than Li Tianhe, doesn't he?"

……

more than an hour later.

The car stopped at the gate of the cemetery.

The sky was getting dark gradually. There was a light snowfall in Switzerland last night. As far as the eye could see, there was still a lot of mottled snow in the cemetery.

"You guys go up." Yan Xiyu said in a low voice, standing aside solemnly with long legs.

Bai Yuxing took two steps and looked back at him.

"You're not going?"

Bai Yuxing cursed in his heart, he obviously didn't dare to go up, didn't dare to witness that woman's tombstone with his own eyes?

"What? Afraid to see that she is really dead and becomes a monument?" Bai Yuxing said bluntly.

Yan Xiyu looked at him coldly, and pulled her thin lips, "I wish she would leave early, and there would be fewer villains in the world to torture me."

Bai Yuxing pulled his lips.

Finally, a group of three walked to the cemetery.

The location of her tombstone is not hard to find.

With a distance of two or three meters, Yan Xiyu's pace slowed down significantly.

At that moment, thin snowflakes began to fall in the cemetery.

The sky is dark, the white snow falling, and the blue-gray tombstones are all in a trance.

How desperate she must have been to announce her death.

The blue torch shines on the bare tombstones.

There are no photos, no epitaphs, only names, clean and bleak.

"Death, another kind of rebirth." Qingyang found a line of thin handwriting at the bottom of the tombstone.

Yan Xiyu stood there, lowered his facial features slightly, and his eyes fell on the handwriting that was too small to be read clearly.

He knew clearly at the first glance that it was her handwriting.

Xiao Huijin said that she was going blind due to cancer.

How does it feel to be a person who knows the date of his death early and writes his epitaph early?
Bai Yuxing patted Qingyang on the shoulder, "For a couple, let him stay by himself for a while."

It took Yan Xiyu a long time to slowly touch the line of small characters with her fingertips.

The rough touch seemed to have been grinded from his heart, and the coldness he had never felt hit him before.

"I never thought of forcing you to die." The man's low voice seemed empty in the snowy night.

"Even thinking about it, if you want a child so much, then go ahead..."

Having said that, his voice faded away, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Thinking of how she crawled in front of him bloody that night, her jaw tightened.

"If I go to the hospital to see you, will it be...?" But he didn't go there, he just asked Mrs. Yan to go.

Yan Xiyu closed her eyes deeply, suppressing the emotions in her heart.

It seems that no one will pester him like her in the future?
"Ah!" In the darkness, a woman who came suddenly almost stepped on Yan Xiyu's swaying foot, and screamed in fright.

Yan Xiyu withdrew his feet, and the woman walked over with her head scarf wrapped around her.

The next second, Yan Xiyu smelled a familiar fragrance.

"Wait a minute!" He frowned suddenly, "Who are you?"