"Xiaoyan, you seem to be distant from me recently, and you have been silent a lot. Is it because of Xiaolu?" Rong Baichuan asked Han Xiyan kindly.

This was the only reason he could think of. After all, Nangong Minglu had hurt Han Xiyan so much.

Han Xiyan raised his head and fixedly looked at Baichuan.

He didn't answer, but instead asked Rong Baichuan: "How did my father die?"

Rong Baichuan was stunned.

The hearty smiling face of his best friend Han Zhifei flashed in his mind.

Han Zhi's personality is very straightforward, he is a man of courage, drive, and resoluteness.

As for Han Xiyan, he might be more like his mother.

His mother Ding Yin is a gentle and indifferent woman, sensitive and introverted, as weak as a reed by the lake, as strong as a rock.

"How did my dad die?" Seeing that Rong Baichuan remained silent for a long time, Han Xiyan asked again, his tone much harsher than before.

Rong Baichuan was a little surprised, "Xiaoyan, what happened to you today? Why did you drink so much wine and suddenly asked about your father? Your father died in a car accident. Didn't you know it a long time ago?"

"I'm asking you, why did my father get into a car accident?" Han Xiyan's eyes shot at Rong Baichuan like a cold sharp sword.

Rong Baichuan suddenly didn't know.

Car accident!

It was as if a car horn blared wildly in his ears.

A siren howled sharply.

There was an earth-shattering scream.

That day.

When he rushed to the scene of the car accident, Han Zhi had only one breath left.

Han Zhi tried his best to finish a sentence to him, - take care of Xiaoyan... and then left.

In his prime, he left behind his beloved wife and young son.

Until his death, Han Zhi didn't close his eyes.

original……

This is death without peace!

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