After dressing up as the actor’s dog, I became famous in the entertainment industry

Zhou Xinya was temporarily taken home.

Sitting in the car, she was originally calm and composed, but now she couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

Zhou Hongchuan was wearing a blue suit and his face was covered with frost, making him look even more frightening.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Zhou Xinya's back straightened up for a moment, she wrung her fingers, and her face turned pale when she looked into Father Zhou's slightly chilly eyes.

Zhou Xinya couldn't imagine it at all. If her father knew about Li Zhao's existence, Zhou Xinya couldn't imagine it at all.

Trying to calm down, Zhou Xinya hugged Father Zhou's arm with a smile on her face, her voice a bit squeamish.

"A bodyguard I quit a few years ago did something illegal outside, and then poured dirty water on me, causing me to be suspected by the police. I'm almost annoyed to death~"

After hearing his daughter's explanation, Zhou Hongchuan's frowning eyes relaxed a little, "In the future, do things more cleanly and don't let others catch you. You are the daughter of the Zhou family, and you represent the face of the Zhou family. Do you understand?"

Zhou Xinya lowered her eyes and said with aggrievedness in her voice, "I understand, Dad."

Yan Ge laughed when he received the news from the imperial capital and learned that Zhou Xinya had been taken away by his father.

Also, a photo can’t carry much, but what about the chat history?

The technical department is still cracking Azheng's phone number to retrieve useful information.

Before Shen Yun left, he handed over the information he had investigated to Yan Ge.

"By the way, let's dig out the case of the fire at Imperial City Ren'an Hospital more than 20 years ago and investigate it again."

Yan Ge is confused? More than twenty years ago? So long ago?

But when I saw this information, a flash of shock flashed across my eyes.

"You can contact this person for specific situations and he will communicate with you in detail."

Shen Yun sent him Song Yuannian's contact information.

Yan Ge was shocked. What kind of weird things happened to his family this week?

The daughter hired someone to kidnap someone, and the father was suspected of setting fire to kill his own daughter.

What kind of bugs are they?

On the other side, Lishui Residence.

Li Zhao was lying on the soft carpet, with two empty bottles of wine beside him.

His head rested on Shengsheng's thigh.

"Shengsheng, I'm a little...scared."

Jiang Sheng lowered his head and looked into the girl's eyes that seemed to have been washed by water.

He said softly, "What are you afraid of?"

Li Zhao's eyes were a little blurry and he curled up.

She was afraid that her mother, whom she had never met, would like her.

Afraid that my mother will have other children.

The latter idea may be somewhat selfish, but it is her true thought.

Li Zhao felt that she was really a bad person.

Jiang Sheng looked at Zhao Zhao's insecure look and raised his hand to pinch her face, "Stop the messy thoughts in your mind. The best way is to meet her in person and feel it directly with your heart, that mother you have never met before. What's it like? Huh?"

Li Zhao's eyes widened, "See...see you?!!"

Jiang Sheng directly picked up the girl lying on his lap.

"Yes, let's meet."

"Wow!!!"

Ice cream, who was silent on the side, also responded loudly.

Seeing that the girl was still silent and did not dare to speak, Jiang Sheng took out the phone and dialed the number Shen Yun sent her.

The call was quickly answered.

"Hey, is this Song Yuannian, Mr. Song? I'm Jiang Sheng, Li Zhao's sister. I think you should know me."

Of course Song Yuannian knows!

He has already investigated his cousin's experiences over the years and his friends.

Among them, Jiang Sheng is the closest friend of the little cousin. No, they should be regarded as sisters with different surnames.

After receiving a call from Jiang Sheng, Song Yuannian was anxious and excited.

"Ms. Jiang called, it's..."

Jiang Sheng did not beat around the bush and said, "I want Mr. Song to arrange a meeting between Zhao Zhao and Ms. Song. Some things must be resolved in person and cannot be explained clearly on the phone, right?"

Hearing these words, Song Yuannian almost jumped up in excitement.

"Yes! Tomorrow? Is tomorrow okay?!"

Jiang Sheng glanced at the girl whose ear was almost touching his cell phone, and reached out to push her away.

"of course can."

Song Yuannian's voice was filled with excitement, "Then I will tell you the time and meeting place tomorrow..."

"No, the location will be where Zhao Zhao lives. It has good privacy. Zhao Zhao, is that okay?"

Li Zhao, who was suddenly cueed, tensed up.

The same goes for Song Yuannian on the other end of the phone.

There is a villain in my heart who is shouting crazily at this moment: My cousin is next to me! My cousin is next to me! ! !

Li Zhao coughed lightly and whispered, "But...it's okay."

The phone hung up. Song Yuannian suppressed the excitement in his heart and quickly called his aunt.

It was almost midnight.

Song Qinghe was about to take sleeping pills and prepare to sleep as usual, but he received a call from his nephew.

Looking at the time, it was already so late. Thinking of asking Yuan Nian to investigate, he immediately answered the phone.

"Yuannian, what's wrong? Have you shed new light on the matter you were asked to investigate?"

Song Yuannian's voice was a little excited, "Auntie, is it convenient for you to talk over there? Every word I say next is very important."

Hearing this, Song Qinghe's face became more serious. He got out of bed, walked to the bathroom, and turned on the shower.

"Go ahead."

"Aunt, my cousin is not dead. I have found her now."

Time seemed to stand still for an instant, and the sounds in her ears turned into bursts of busy tones, stimulating Song Qinghe's brain, and like a bolt from the blue, giving her a head-on blow.

His body began to tremble unconsciously, and he exhaled a short and spasmodic breath. His voice was like torn gauze, trembling and hoarse.

"You...you say it again?"

Song Yuannian couldn't help but feel sad when he heard his aunt's voice.

"Auntie, your daughter is not dead, she is still alive, and she has been found."

This time, Song Qinghe heard it clearly.

His legs weakened and he fell directly onto the cold and biting floor.

His hand was holding the phone tightly. On the back of his hand and on his neck, blue veins popped out, which were particularly clear on the pale skin.

"My...my daughter is not dead?"

The voice shook like a sieve, filled with disbelief.

The tears that had not been shed for an unknown period of time suddenly burst out like water that had been turned off.

Not dead... not dead... her daughter is not dead... still alive, still alive...

"Yuannian, where is she? Where is she?!!!"

Listening to the crying voice of the woman on the other end of the phone, Song Yuannian quickly comforted her.

"Auntie, I have made an appointment with my cousin to take you to see her tomorrow. Please calm down."

At this time, Song Qinghe could no longer hear her. Her mind and body were clamoring to see her daughter.

Her baby is not dead, it's alive, it's alive!

Song Yuannian had already expected that his aunt would lose control of her emotions.

"Auntie, if you leave the Zhou family rashly now, you will make those who monitor you suspicious, and you will put your cousin in a dangerous situation."

As soon as these words came out, the other end of the phone fell silent.

Song Qinghe struggled to get up from the ground and held on to the wall beside him.

Yes, not putting her daughter in danger.

"Yuannian, is there any new progress in the matter I asked you to investigate? The man behind it is Zhou Hongchuan, right?"

Song Yuannian said with great certainty, "The spearhead has been pointed at him, but the evidence is not enough yet, and we need to collect more."

Song Qinghe wiped the tears from his face, "As long as you know it's him, that's enough."

After planning for so many years, the day has finally come.

Zhou Hongchuan, your good days are over.

At three o'clock in the morning that day, Zhou Hongchuan received a call from the company.

His expression suddenly changed, and he hurried to the company without even having time to change his clothes.

At the same time, Moshi Club founded by Zhou Xinya was anonymously reported for illegal fund-raising and money laundering.

For a time, the Zhou family villa was brightly lit and very lively.