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living room.

Xu Yinqiu sat cross-legged on the carpet, holding the strings gently with both hands.

Behind her was Song Qingya, who was a bit bigger than her.

As long as Xu Yinqiu raised his head or fell backwards, he could completely fall into Song Qingya's arms.

Such a close gesture made both of them somewhat silent.

Xu Yinqiu smiled and ticked the strings. The simple and thick sound of the piano sounded, and Song Qingya raised his hands and placed them on the back of Xu Yinqiu's hands.

As it is now, if an outsider sees this scene, they will definitely misunderstand that the two of them are hugging each other tightly.

In fact, it's not much different from a hug.

Because Xu Yinqiu had softened his body, and his entire back was pressed against Song Qingya's chest.

Song Qingya's body stiffened slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Because from the moment he agreed, he had already expected this scene.

After all, how could the daughter of a piano master neglect to practice the piano?

This was just Xu Yinqiu's deliberate panic in order to have physical contact with Song Qingya.

Song Qingya agreed even though he knew it was a lie, and his thoughts were not entirely innocent.

Song Qingya asked: "What are you playing?"

As he spoke, heat flowed onto Xu Yinqiu's cheeks.

Xu Yinqiu felt her cheeks feel hot, and her heart also felt itchy.

She swallowed her saliva without leaving a trace, looked sideways at Song Qingya and said, "Let the phoenix seek the phoenix."

Song Qingya was looking at Xu Yinqiu, and Xu Yinqiu also looked sideways at Song Qingya.

The distance between their cheeks at this moment is no more than a punch, but if one of them comes closer, their lips can touch each other's lips.

Xu Yinqiu's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but leaned forward to test it out.

As expected, Song Qingya turned around and dodged.

Seeing this, Xu Yinqiu did not continue and turned his head to look at Qin calmly.

Under the leadership of Song Qingya, the song "Feng Qiu Huang" echoed in the villa.

The melodious sound of the piano covered up the trembling hearts under their chests.

After playing the song, Song Qingya stood up and sat back on the sofa.

He drank the remaining lemonade in one gulp and said, "I should go back to work."

Xu Yinqiu smoothed his hair and stood up from the ground.

Look at the time.

One thirty.

Counting ten minutes away, there are still ten minutes to spare.

She said: "Don't worry, I'll show you something. If you still want to leave after reading it, I won't stop you. I won't bother you for the remaining three or four days."

Song Qingya raised his eyes.

Xu Yinqiu handed the file bag she had thrown aside to Song Qingya.

Song Qingya took it and opened it.

Seeing the contents of the document in the document bag, Song Qingya's eyes were shocked, and he immediately looked up at Xu Yinqiu, "How did you find out?"

Xu Yinqiu pointed to his brain proudly, "I checked it with my intelligence."

In the document, it was the whereabouts of the doctors and nurses who delivered Song Liyue that Song Qingya had been searching for half a year to no avail.

Seeing Song Qingya's anxious expression, Xu Yinqiu didn't hold back anymore.

Xu Yinqiu sat down next to Song Qingya, and took Song Qingya's hand away and put it on her shoulder.

Seeing that Song Qingya was showing signs of pulling his hand away, Xu Yinqiu said directly: "Don't move. You know, I don't like to talk the most when I'm unhappy."

Song Qingya didn't move again.

Xu Yinqiu then snuggled comfortably into Song Qingya's arms and explained: "Half a year ago, I heard my dad say that you had found your sister, and I thought that you would never use such an excuse to reject me again. But then I thought about it, My sister has been found but my mother has not been found, but you can still use this to refuse."

"After Jun Ye came to City A, he vigorously investigated a lot of things. I found out what he was investigating after just asking someone. In addition, I also asked Uncle Song in private."

"Uncle Song briefly told me Xiaoyue's experiences over the years, and I became interested and began to investigate the whereabouts of doctors and nurses."

Song Qingya asked: "Then how did you find out."

Xu Yinqiu curled her lips, "You are rigorous in your work. The investigators must not let go of all possibilities. They must send people to search for people bit by bit starting from City A. The country of China is so big, using this method to find people People, no matter what, it takes a year or two.”

"And I tried my luck and gambled on the greed of the doctors and nurses."

Song Qingya was puzzled: "How do you say that?"

I don't know if they were talking about business too seriously, but Song Qingya didn't feel anything was wrong with this intimate gesture, and actually let Xu Yinqiu let it go.

Xu Yinqiu continued: "The doctors and nurses helped Tang Hui and Liu Lian obtain fake birth certificates for hundreds of thousands of hush money, and also helped them dispose of Aunt Song's body. This proves that their medical ethics are corrupt and they are greedy for money."

"The last thing a greedy person can't refuse is money. Think about it, they can make hundreds of thousands by cheating, and then they can still calm down and focus on being a good doctor or nurse?"

"So, I bet they will continue to do such unethical things for money."

"I asked my subordinates to pretend to be a loving couple and disperse across the country. After staying for a while, they made a lot of noise on the grounds that they could not have children to attract the curiosity of the neighbors."

"Don't underestimate the ability of uncles and aunts to spread gossip. Within half a year, reports came back from their subordinates in the southern town. A head nurse from a private obstetrics hospital came to them and said that they could spend money to buy a child."

Song Qingya's eyes turned cold.

Xu Yinqiu glanced at Song Qingya and said, "You should be able to guess this. They opened a maternity hospital themselves, and used their official position to replace newborn babies with dead babies. They lied to the mother that the baby had suffocated to death. Selling newborn babies to couples who can’t have children.”

"My subordinate pretended to cooperate with them, and successfully met the doctor and nurse. After comparing the photos, he confirmed that they were the same two who delivered Aunt Song's baby back then."

"Where are they now!"

"Still there, our people are watching."

Song Qingya immediately took out his mobile phone and called Song Junye.

After receiving the news, Song Junye on the other end of the phone rushed straight to the southern town.

After everything was arranged, Song Qingya relaxed his frown.

He put down his phone and said, "Thanks."

Xu Yinqiu just smiled and changed his posture.

He went from leaning in Song Qingya's arms to lying on the sofa with his head resting on Song Qingya's legs.

She narrowed her fox eyes and yawned, "I'm just telling you this, and I haven't had lunch or taken a nap. I'm...a little hypoglycemic."

The antique wall clock on the wall rang, twice.

It's two o'clock sharp.

It's Song Qingya's time to go to work.

But this time Song Qingya didn't say anything about leaving. Instead, he picked up his phone and said, "Let's order takeout."

Xu Yinqiu raised her lips, changed to lying on her side and closed her eyes.

But Xu Yinqiu didn't think it was enough. He pulled out the tie Song Qingya had put in his suit with his right hand and held it in his hand.

She said, "You can't run away."

From the first time Xu Yinqiu met Song Qingya when he came to Xu's house to learn the piano, she knew that she could only be the woman next to Song Qingya in this life.

Xu Yinqiu really fell asleep.

After falling asleep, she lost her usual devilish energy. She still had the same curly hair and red lips, but she looked much more peaceful.

Song Qingya looked down and said softly: "You are better than I thought."

Song Qingya's response was Xu Yinqiu's restless sleep.

She murmured, "Brother...I don't allow others to like you..."

Yes.

She said this when she was sixteen or seventeen years old.

Every time after reading someone else's love letter to Song Qingya, he would tear it into pieces viciously and say, "I don't allow others to like you."

Song Qingya's eyes became darker and darker, he leaned on the back of the chair and raised his head.

He remembered what Song Minghui said at the entrance of the group, "Emotionally, you, the eldest brother, are not as courageous as Yuanyuan."

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