Chapter 37 News
"Huh? News?"

Luo Fan was sleepy and asked incoherently into the phone.

"My little ancestor, why are you still sleeping? It's news about Yan Qi. I sent you the link. You can read it yourself. I just got off the plane."

Yan Qi?
Hearing this name, the originally confused state immediately became sober.

Perhaps it was Lu Jingyang's urgent voice on the phone, or maybe the somewhat terrifying nightmare last night made her heart start to feel uneasy.

She clicked on the link sent by Lu Jingyang. On the webpage, "Gu Tingchen, President of the Gu Group, officially discloses the identity of the eldest son of the Gu family." A few big words came into view, and the rest were all related news, similar to "The words of a popular psychiatrist." Qi is actually the eldest son of the Gu family", "According to reliable sources, Yan Qi was Gu Tingchen's illegitimate son", etc., are all discussions and gossip about his birth.

Reporters never let gossip about wealthy families gossip. The more privacy they dig up, the more they add fuel to the Internet.

Even the hot searches on Weibo include Guang Shi and Yan Qi in the top ten, and the keywords after his name are all illegitimate.

illegitimate child……

If there was any news later, she was in no mood to continue reading.

She only felt that her heart was beating suddenly, as if it was about to jump out of her throat at any time. The hand holding the phone unconsciously tightened, and her mind kept thinking about what he said yesterday, "I will always be there." I won’t admit our relationship until I die.”

She was a little scared suddenly, she remembered the dream last night.

I dreamed that it was pitch black, I was about to cry but I couldn’t cry, I lost half of my strength, my body seemed to be pressed by a huge rock, and it seemed to be drowning in water, sinking, sinking, but I couldn’t struggle ...

In the blur, she saw a figure, which seemed to be approaching her, and she tried to see that figure clearly, it was Yan Qi, he was shrouded in darkness, his eyes were dark and focused, but she didn't want to be staring at herself , as if looking at some stranger.

She wanted to call out to him, but she couldn't make any sound. She wanted to reach out, but she had no strength at all, and she couldn't move at all. Her limbs and bones didn't look like her own. Walking towards the dark place, walking farther and farther, and then suddenly jumped down, sinking, sinking...

"Luofan, are you still listening? Luofan?"

Lu Jingyang's voice came from the phone, gradually pulling her back from that nightmare to reality.

Only then did she remember that the call had not been hung up. She didn't bother to answer, but asked eagerly, as if grasping at a life-saving straw: "Lu Jingyang, have you called Yan Qi?"

"Not yet. I just got off the plane. As soon as I saw the news, I called you first. What's wrong? Did something happen? You..."

Before Lu Jingyang could finish speaking, she had already hung up the phone, found Yan Qi in the phone's address book, swallowed subconsciously, mustered up her courage, and pressed the call button.

"beep----"

The dial tone after dial tone seemed extremely long at this moment. She frowned tightly, bit her lower lip subconsciously, and kept muttering in her mouth: "Answer the phone, answer the phone."

She tried several times, and kept comforting herself, maybe he is busy, maybe, there are too many patients in the clinic today, maybe...

She suddenly remembered that after attending the wedding that day, he gave her a business card with the contact information of his clinic.

Thinking of this, she immediately ran to the table and frantically searched for it. Finally, she found the business card in the middle of the book.

She carefully pressed the numbers one by one based on the numbers on the business card. This almost became her last hope.

"Hello, this is Dr. Yan's Psychological Clinic. May I help you?"

"Hello, I want to find Dr. Yan, may I ask, is he in the clinic?"

She spoke every word so carefully that she didn't even dare to breathe out.

"Sorry, Doctor Yan didn't come to the clinic today."

Her heart suddenly sank.

"Then do you know where he went?"

"I'm sorry, we don't know the whereabouts of Dr. Yan. By the way, are you Miss Luo?"

"Yes, I am."

"Dr. Yan left a note on his desk yesterday. He said that if Miss Luo came to look for him and he wasn't here, I would give the note to you. Is it convenient for you to come and get it now?"

"Now? You..."

"Miss Luo, isn't it convenient?"

"No, I'm coming over now."

In fact, she wanted to ask if those gossip reporters had blocked the clinic, but from the tone of the other party, it was probably clear that even if they had, they had been cleared away.

She hung up the phone, washed up casually, and called a taxi to go out.

She didn't know what kind of note Yan Qi left for her, let alone where the others were. The more clueless she was, the stronger the fear in her heart became.

She turned her head and looked out of the window. It was clear that the previous moment was still so clear, but now the whole sky became extremely dark. The whole city was shrouded in gray mist, and lead gray clouds piled up on half of the sky, thick, dirty and It's so heavy that nothing can penetrate it, it just presses down darkly, so that half of the sky seems to collapse, and it's so heavy that people can't breathe.

She urged the driver to drive faster, her eyes were fixed on the window, but it was only a day, but it was only a day...

Before she knew it, her nails had been deeply embedded in her palm.

Perhaps the driver felt her anxiety and drove the car very fast. Soon, she arrived at the downstairs of the clinic.

There are more security guards at the gate than usual, probably because they just finished dealing with a large wave of reporters.

Just as Luo Fan was about to enter the building, the security guards thought she was a gossip reporter and forced her to show her ID.

In desperation, she had to call the clinic again.

After communicating with the other party, the security guard let Luo Fan in with suspicious eyes.

The elevator was quiet, and the walls like mirrors on all sides reflected her own figure. The shadow was very faint, fuzzy and hazy, and the uneasiness in her heart became more and more intense.

In such a huge clinic, there is only one person working at the front desk today. The two met each other, and the other party recognized Luo Fan at a glance, and took her to the depths of the corridor—his office.

The entire corridor is empty, and the wallpaper patterns on the walls glow with a gloomy silver light. For some reason, that kind of claustrophobic loneliness surges up. Even if the windows are not opened, you can still feel the biting chill.

Pushing open the door, everything in the house is as before, as if nothing happened, it looks so precise and serene, even the angle of rotation of the chair is exactly the same as when I left yesterday.

She walked to the table, and the note wrapped in kraft paper was pressed under the upside-down photo frame.

She gently opened the photo frame. It was a photo of him and his mother. He was only seven or eight years old at that time. The photo was old and the corners were a little yellow.

She heard him talk about his mother for the first time yesterday, what would it be like to love a woman who is extremely humble?And now, from the photo, she finally saw her.

She hugged him tightly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, but there was endless sadness in her eyes, but the young him didn't even pretend to smile, and there was resentment in his eyes.

She picked up the brown paper envelope, which didn't even have a signature on it, and she lightly turned on a desk lamp on the table, and she felt her hands trembling.

The note stretched slowly, and the handwriting was still the same as that pasted on the cup at that time, timeless and beautiful.

She had only read the first half, but she was already in tears.

(End of this chapter)

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