The wild and lustful social animal will act coquettishly, and the ferocious boss will have his soul

I don't want anyone but him.

After hearing these words, Song's father was silent for five or six minutes.

Before standing up and walking out of his son's room, he left a message.

"...You, eat your food."

"I don't want to eat." Song Xiaolou still maintained a curled up position, hugging the pillow and facing the back of the sofa.

His voice was already hoarse after three days of hunger strike, but now he sounded a little choked up.

In fact, Song's father felt depressed and distressed for his son.

He took two steps towards the door slowly and stopped, as if he couldn't help but want to say something, but his lips trembled a few times and finally didn't say anything.

The bedroom was very quiet, and Song Xiaolou listened to his father's heavy footsteps moving away little by little.

He suddenly called out in a very soft voice: "Dad."

"Ah?" Father Song's voice stopped.

Song Xiaolou's image at home has always been that of a naughty kid who doesn't grow up. He does everything on a whim, but this time he seemed to be determined and grew up in an instant.

Because he asked Dad with a confused voice——

"As long as I marry a woman, my marriage will be stable and happy."

Does the standard of happiness or unhappiness have anything to do with the gender of your partner?

He really doesn't understand.

Because he feels that his parents' marriage is not very happy, right?

If she was happy, my mother would not have met the second man she liked outside.

"..."

Father Song's expression changed instantly.

Originally, he subconsciously wanted to look into his son's eyes and say something back, but found that his son didn't even turn around to look at him.

It was like a casual question about who it hurt.

Dad ran away.

Song Xiaolou remained in the curled up position without moving, but his eyes turned red again.

He couldn't judge anything about his parents' marriage, but he saw it all.

When he grew up, his attitude towards relationships was influenced by his family of origin.

If he hadn't met Cheng Ze, he might not have had any affection for anyone in his life.

Because I don't believe it.

It was Cheng Ze's silent protection for two years that moved him and made him dare to try it this time.

Song Xiaolou never played around.

This time, he meant it.

*

Six o'clock in the evening, hospital.

After being questioned by the police in turn, Jiang Nan returned to the lounge.

Accompanied by his secretary Ou Li, Zhao Cheng was sitting on the sofa wiping tears, his eyes red and swollen from crying.

My uncle Liu Tianming had just signed the death certificate, and he looked as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant. He was still wearing slippers when he came out, and he looked even more embarrassed now.

But apparently no one present cared about what he was wearing.

Gu Jinzhou was sitting directly opposite the sofa and was sending a message to his second uncle Gu Qing on his mobile phone to explain the situation here.

He looked up and saw Jiang Nan coming.

Gu Jin reached out to pick up the mineral water next to her and handed it to him: "Drink some water."

"Yes." Jiang Nan's eyes passed over Zhao Cheng while receiving the water, and finally rested on his uncle.

This sight was very intense, but Liu Tianming took more than ten seconds to react.

"The police said you didn't agree to the autopsy." Jiang Nan said with a cold voice.

Liu Tianming said weakly: "Everyone is dead, let's leave a whole body."

"No," Jiang Nan shook his head, "Knowing that the cause of her death is suspicious, I think you should agree to the autopsy."

"What are you going to do?" Liu Tianming was on the verge of emotional collapse and kept holding back, "Although I don't know what's going on, but it's all because of you. If you don't come back, she will at least Can live!"

"..."

After these few words were thrown out, Jiang Nan's originally tough thinking froze for a moment.

The fingertips hanging on the edge of the trousers moved, and slowly curled up into the palm of his hand, his eyes darkened a lot.

The person who met him in the teahouse at noon and gave him a hug died just like that.

It was because he came back that...

No.

Jiang Nan suddenly raised his eyes, his tone was calm and indifferent.

"It's not because of me. I didn't cause her death."

Zhao Cheng, who had been silently listening to their conversation, suddenly sobbed: "Xiao Nan! You are a child, so don't get involved. I will take care of your aunt's funeral. It is indeed a sudden death, ugh."

The female secretary next to her comforted her and patted her: "Mr. Zhao, this incident was an accident. You have already agreed to Ms. Jiang's request. Maybe she can't think about it."

"What..." Liu Tianming wanted to ask.

But then I thought there was no need to ask.

Because from today on, the Jiang family's affairs have nothing to do with him.

And if he doesn't ask, Jiang Nan will ask.

"I heard that my sister-in-law went to your office to look for you this afternoon. She was in the Jiang Building. How did she jump from the top floor?"

"I have told the comrades in the police what I need to say. Xiaonan, you should go home when you have time and see your family more. After all, you have grown up."

Zhao Yu choked and said, keeping his head lowered and not looking back at Jiang Nan.

"..."

This is simply an easy way to change the subject!

Jiang Nan was familiar with Zhao Cheng, and always felt that the incident of her sister-in-law jumping off the building had something to do with Zhao Cheng.

What's the problem here?

He turned to look at Gu Jinzhou: "How long until Uncle Gu arrives."

"Already on the way, ten minutes." Gu Jinzhou said.

Jiang Nan nodded.