you are a star

Yu Wenzhou took a deep puff of his cigarette, his cheeks were sunken, and his eyes were dark like thick ink.

"I really like her."

He can accept that Qiao Nan doesn't like him now, or he won't like him in the future. If he doesn't like him, don't like him. Anyway, neither Liang Feicheng nor he has a chance, so no other man in this world can have a chance.

If liking someone has a shelf life, at least he is still within the validity period. As long as he doesn't let go, liking her will continue forever.

He can accept all these, and he is willing to do so. No one can force him to quit, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.

But the only thing he couldn't accept was that Qiao Nan was his sister.

Lovers eventually become brothers and sisters.

Oh, what a fool!

This is the first time he treats a girl with sincerity, God shouldn't be so cruel to him.

Bunches of street lamps passed by, and he exhaled smoke. When the smoke rolled out of his throat, he choked and coughed a few times, and the circles of his eyes were a little red.

He gritted his teeth, silently waiting for Yu Xianli's answer.

Yu Xianli obviously noticed his son's strangeness, and he was anxious and worried, so he said calmly, "Pull the car into the auxiliary road and stop."

"Why don't you answer me first!" Yu Wenzhou suddenly raised his voice, and directly grabbed the cigarette butt into his palm.

The burning temperature was like scalding a hole in his heart.

"No," Yu Xianli turned pale, furious, worried that he didn't hear clearly, and repeated firmly, "She's not your sister!"

squeak--

The car slammed into the side road and stopped suddenly!
Yu Wenzhou's fingers holding the steering wheel were twisted convulsively, and the veins on the back of his hand were protruding. On his fair skin, it was like the intertwined root system of a tree, which was particularly shocking and shocking.

He lowered his head, gritted his molars tightly, and gave a quick laugh, Yu Xianli sat in the back row and didn't see the fleeting glint in his eyes.

"Yu Wenzhou, are you trying to kill your father?"

Yu Wenzhou licked his dry lips with the tip of his tongue, exposing a row of shallow white teeth, took a breath, and said, "If I kill you, won't I be an orphan?"

"I suspect it's not without reason. I asked the housekeeper, and the housekeeper always thought Qiao Nan looked familiar. He usually doesn't surf the Internet, and he has never seen Qiao Nan's photo. He didn't remember it until he saw Wei Yang's photo. Wei Yang is you. He has seen Wei Yang once before, a charming woman in the golden house."

"Just as long as you're sure Qiao Nan is not my sister."

Yu Xianli held his breath, "Even if she isn't your sister, I won't allow you to like her any more!"

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?" Yu Wenzhou turned the steering wheel and continued to drive the car towards Yu's old house.

In the car following behind, the assistant broke into a cold sweat.

Yu Xianli stroked the emerald finger of his thumb, "I'm communicating with you normally, treating you as an adult."

"In terms of your tone of voice and your intention to interfere with me, is it normal communication?"

"I'm all here for your own good."

Yu Wenzhou frowned, "Stop doing this."

But Yu Xianli said those few words, the seeds had been planted in Yu Wenzhou's heart long ago, and now the seeds were about to break out of the ground.

"How much do you really know about Qiao Nan?"

The son is willing to communicate with him, and Yu Xianli doesn't want to make the relationship with him too rigid, after all, he is his own son.

"The first time I saw her, she was six years old. Later, Wei Yang had an accident and passed away. I thought she was with her too. Two years ago, I saw the scandal between you and her on the Internet, so I learned from the photo. Recognized her, didn't expect her to be alive."

Yu Xianli has been away from Yanjing City for more than ten years, and it is normal for him not to have seen Qiao Nan.

Yu Wenzhou's heart felt empty for a while, and distressed emotions were entrenched in his heart.

"Six years old... Wasn't her name Qiao Nan at that time?"

Qiao Nan was the name Qiao Qingru gave her. Since Qiao Qingru was not her biological mother, her name must not be Qiao Nan.

"Wei Yang didn't give her a name, he just called her Xiao Qiangwei."

Little Rose...

No name and no last name.

"Don't you know who her father is?" When Yu Wenzhou said this, his tone couldn't hide his sarcasm.

Yu Xianli knew in his heart that he was complaining about his dead mother, but he had nothing to say and nothing to refute.

Looking out the car window, he said, "Wei Yang didn't tell me."

Yu Wenzhou could hear the obscurity in his tone, it was for another woman and not for his mother, and he blamed him for his fickleness, so his voice became cold: "What do you mean she will kill me?"

Yu Xianli's eyes obviously changed, he paused while rubbing his fingers, and the temperature in his palm was rapidly receding.

"You don't need to know that, as long as you stay away from her."

Yu Wenzhou wanted to say that it couldn't be far away, he liked Qiao Nan, and he only liked her.

But he didn't intend to tell Yu Xianli these words, he just said: "Since you don't say anything, it's up to you, I can check it myself, but I still have a question to ask you, how did Wei Yang die?"

"suicide."

The car went out of the tunnel, and the lights and shadows shuttled, Yu Xianli's heart beat a little faster, and he didn't want to look back on those past events.

"I've told you enough, now you should answer my question. Why are you dealing with Shao Ting? Can't you turn a blind eye to what he did?"

"He has touched my bottom line, how could I let him go so easily, besides, it's too late for you to say anything now, he has already followed in Uncle's footsteps." Yu Wenzhou's voice didn't fluctuate too much, it can be said Call it indifference.

Yu Xianli's face suddenly changed, "What did you say!"

"I don't know the real reason why my uncle died at sea back then, but I know that he also bought and sold illegal drugs. Yu Shaoting also went this way. The police want him, and he will be sentenced to death if he is caught."

……

"Third Young Master, this is a foreigner that Yu Shaoting has been in frequent contact with some time ago. Every time they meet, they are very secretive, but they are still captured by a camera."

Liang Feicheng looked at the stack of developed photos in his hand. He leaned on the back of the chair with a pair of anti-blue light glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The foreign man in the photo is blond and blue-eyed, and he should be around fifty years old.

He squinted his eyes, and Xiao Jiu asked, "Do you need to investigate?"

Liang Feicheng's gaze stayed on that face all the time, and a thought flashed through his mind, which was also related to the matter he had just found out about Yu Shaoting's father. A cigarette was drawn from the box.

Instead of lighting a cigarette, he rubbed it with his fingers.

"No, you go and rest."

Xiao Jiu went out, and the door closed with a click.

Liang Feicheng leaned back in the chair, crushed the cigarette in his hand, then pulled over the laptop, tapped his fingers on the keyboard for a while, and a photo was loaded on the screen.

This photo is nearly 30 years old, and it is encrypted and stored so that few people in the world can see it.

The photo was taken on a trail in the Pacific where Interpol successfully busted an underground organization that trafficked children.

It is understood that the leader of this organization died at sea and his identity is unknown.

The rest of the members were almost arrested and jailed.

The photos are not very clear, they are in color, and the appearance of many people has changed over the years.

But he recognized at a glance that the third person from the right in the photo was the blond man who secretly met Yu Shaoting.

The members of the criminal organization have no clear relationship with Yu Shaoting.

And Yu Shaoting's father died at sea.

So it can explain the cause and effect of all this, that is, Yu Shaoting's father was the head of the child trafficking organization.

And the reason why the organization fell apart and was successfully destroyed by Interpol was because of the former Hades' revelation.

So why did Yu Shaoting deal with Qiao Nan?

Little by little discoveries and doubts from the past gathered in his mind, and Liang Feicheng's fingers trembled unconsciously.

The real reason why Yu Shaoting dealt with Qiao Nan was not because of Yu Wenzhou at all, but because of the god of the underworld.

He stood up suddenly, and the chair fell to the ground with a thud.

It was rare for him to lose his composure like this, his fingers trembled uncontrollably, and they clenched tightly again, his palms were wet with sweat.

Nan Nan, you are actually...

Looking at the night outside the window, he lowered his head and smiled helplessly, but there seemed to be rays of light overflowing from the bottom of his eyes, layers upon layers of radiance.

A chuckle seemed to overflow from his chest, he held his forehead, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up.

Nan Nan, have you been annoyed by me for a long time?