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Song Ziyuan took out the wine hidden behind him, took a sip, and took a sip. Emboldened, he began to ask: "I heard that someone invited Zhuo Yue to dinner and was rejected, and then it was my turn?"

"..."

"I heard that a certain person felt down because of Zhuo Yue's sarcastic remarks and ignored him. He was worried that there was a gap between him and wanted to work hard to repair the relationship?"

"..."

"I also heard..."

Seeing that he was about to turn back the details one by one, Lin Xiyou hurriedly yelled to stop: "Stop! Your distorted interpretation is too powerful."

"I didn't invite him to dinner alone! When I was an intern, we had a good relationship, and we haven't met for a long time. I mean, I asked my colleagues to join me."

"I didn't feel lost because of him, but I suddenly felt that it would be a pity to lose a good colleague because I became a full-time employee in advance."

"The career road is still so long, and everything has just started. When you go further and further, will you lose more?"

She seemed a little lost, and then she smiled relievedly, "Forget it, there are losses and gains, everyone has their own way to go."

"That's right, those things that will be lost are just passers-by. Like me, the only nail-biting guest, you have to do it, you have to have it." Song Ziyuan poked secretly, and he was competing with Zhuo Yue in his heart.

Lin Xiyou couldn't help but find it funny when she saw his airy and arrogant appearance, and deliberately explained: "As for calling you, it's really a coincidence, it's just that your finger accidentally touched it, who knew you answered it so quickly."

Song Ziyuan's face collapsed, and he was childishly angry: "Then why don't you worry that I have a estrangement?"

"You're different." Lin Xiyou blurted out, maybe she subconsciously believed that he was one of her own.

Song Ziyuan was overjoyed and insisted on asking: "What's the difference?"

"You have a big heart."

"..." Song Ziyuan clutched his chest, "Well, it said it was injured."

Lin Xiyou glanced at him, and picked up a chopstick for him, "Eat some pig's heart, make up for it."

Once again, Song Ziyuan was bullied, but he didn't have the initial anger and unwillingness, instead he was happy with it, at least she gave him some food!

Getting along well with each other, and her freshness, everything is moving in a better and better direction.

Song Ziyuan, who was full of joy, forgot that the mine he had inadvertently planted would explode one day sooner or later.
The closer you get, the more violent the explosion will be.
The two of them quarreled while eating, using various parts of the dishes as analogies, insulting each other, and eating a meal in a unique way.

The sheer fun dilutes the disappointment, but it can't hide Lin Xiyou's worry.

As soon as she finished her meal, she couldn't wait to go home, and bluntly rejected Song Ziyuan's invitation to go shopping.

"When you rejected me, can you hesitate a little bit." He gestured with his little thumb.

"Yes. Then you ask again?"

Song Ziyuan shook his head like a rattle, "Then I will get a slightly hesitant rejection, so don't take it upon yourself."

Lin Xiyou looked at his resentful appearance like a little wife, couldn't help laughing, and explained softly: "I have to go home and listen to Li Miao's interview recording, review the content, and find out if there are any loopholes."

When Song Ziyuan saw her frowning, he knew something serious was going on, and he regained his composure in an instant, "Is there something wrong with the interview?"

"No problem is the problem." Lin Xiyou shook her head, a little frustrated, "If Li Miao is not Li Rongquan, then the clue I finally found is broken again."

"Don't worry, the Skynet is fully restored, and the truth will always come to light one day."

"How can I not be in a hurry!" When she became emotional, she unconsciously turned up the volume, realized that she had lost her composure, and apologized slowly: "I'm sorry, I"

Song Ziyuan pinched her lips, and smiled indifferently, with tolerant love hidden in his eyes, "I'm not sorry, I'm glad you lost your temper with me."

"If you feel uncomfortable in your heart, vent it out. It's not worthwhile to hold back your body."

"If you encounter a difficult problem that cannot be solved, just say it, and we will discuss it together, and maybe we can find the blind spot that has been missed."

"As for the matter of Li Rongquan, I have been entrusting people to investigate it, but it is too old, and it is difficult to find witnesses and physical evidence back then. We only have an ordinary ledger at hand, and we cannot restore the situation at that time."

Listening to his heartfelt words, Lin Xiyou silently lowered her head and lowered her eyes to hide her wet tears.

"Song Ziyuan."

"here I am."

"thank you"

Song Ziyuan rolled his eyes, "You might as well say: come home with me, it's really coming!"

Lin Xiyou was at a loss for words, and the slightly sensational atmosphere was instantly broken.

"Let's go, go home and review the game to find the problem." Song Ziyuan grasped her wrist, pulled her who was stunned, and strode forward.

Along the way, he was still muttering to himself: "The dates at other people's homes are all the same, eating, shopping and watching movies. We are different. Listen to the recording and read the report, and then have a brainstorm."

"Tsk tsk, so unique. As expected of us"

As soon as she got home, Lin Xiyou immediately took out the recording pen, connected it to the computer, and covered up the relatively confidential part of Zhuo Yue's previous interview.

She only listened to the second half of the recording with Song Ziyuan, that is, from the moment she asked about "the first pot of gold", Li Miao chatted about the story of her past fortune.

Lin Xiyou listened to it again, her suspicions persisted, but she really couldn't find any doubts. Li Miao's every answer was watertight, every detail was so true, and there was no trace of nonsense.

If his fortune, past, and identity are all true, it means that he is really not Li Rongquan, and has nothing to do with his father's death.

She paced back and forth anxiously, and pulled out an old photo from the notepad in the drawer. It was the photo of Li Rongquan and her father that she found from her hometown.

The more I stare at the appearance in the photo, the more I feel that Li Miao and Li Rongquan are extremely similar. Although the lips, nose and corners of the eyes are indeed different, the shrewd eyes with slightly squinted eyelids are really the same.

If he had plastic surgery?Have you completely changed your identity?No one will abandon the old identity for no reason, unless the past hides ulterior secrets.

Could it be that even his father's accidental death was caused by him alone!
Such a conjecture suddenly appeared in her mind, even Lin Xiyou herself was startled.

Thinking about this aspect, she couldn't help but had a flash of inspiration, and asked Song Ziyuan excitedly: "In the past ten years, is there anyone who impressed you the most or had the closest relationship with you?"

"You." Song Ziyuan crossed his legs and replied without thinking.

"Be serious, this answer is very important. The time point is ten years ago, think again," she emphasized.

"Ten years ago." Song Ziyuan thought seriously for a few seconds, "It's been so long, it's a bit blurry, and many people have lost contact."

He thought for several minutes before recalling the person who impressed him the most and the reason.

But Lin Xiyou couldn't hear a single word, she frowned, and there was an answer ready to come out from the bottom of her heart.