After her death, the crazy boss killed all the villains and committed suicide

"Don't ask, this girl is obviously having a nightmare,"

The old man interrupted Zhang Chi's question before he could even finish it, his eyes full of disdain as if to say 'you are so ignorant'.

"Letting her be alone is better than anything else."

Zhang Chi was blocked by the old man's words. He turned around and looked at the old man speechlessly. It took him a long time to find the words to fight back.

"Since you knew that, why did you pretend to scare Madam Fan just now?"

"I was just trying to amuse her,"

The old man frowned, and the disgust in his tone became even stronger.

"Unlike you, a stinky boy, who keeps talking nonsense."

Zhang Chi: …

In fact, this person's illness has been completely cured long ago, right?

The old man pointed to the chessboard on the table in front of him and spoke in a low voice.

"It's your turn."

Zhang Chi glanced at Luo Yang, thought of his main task today, and reluctantly picked up a chess piece, ready to continue playing chess with the old man.

However, the raised hand did not fall.

When he looked up again, his pretty face was filled with speechlessness.

"Are you regretting your move again?"

"Am I the one who regrets his move? You must have remembered it wrongly."

The old man couldn't stop showing pride in his eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense and get off quickly."

Zhang Chi curled the corners of his mouth numbly and put the chess piece in his hand somewhere randomly.

He finally understood that the reason why this old man claimed to have no rivals in the manor was not because his chess skills were too high, but because his chess character was too poor.

I also understood why the lady specifically asked me to sit in the back seat to play chess with the old man.

Luo Yang didn't notice the movement around him, his thoughts were still immersed in the dream just now.

I have never dreamed of my grandmother since she passed away.

Whether I was sleeping in her room or holding his belongings, I never had the dream.

According to Nancheng, this is because his grandmother wants him to move on and not worry about her.

Why did I suddenly fall into a dream just now?

Is it a coincidence, or was it a dream she sent to her on purpose?

Luo Yang always had an indescribable feeling in his heart. He closed his eyes and carefully recalled the look and silent words his grandmother said to him in his dream.

"Nannan, be careful."

She opened her eyes again and clenched her hands in her lap.

Yes, grandma looked at me worriedly and said these words.

Rather than a coincidence, she believed that something bad was about to happen and her grandmother came to remind her on purpose.

Luo Yang pursed his lips, his eyes darkened as he thought about the hidden dangers around him.

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Song Group.

"Mr. Song,"

Li Fan hung up the phone and told the other party the answer truthfully.

"Mr. Xiao called back and said he would be there on time."

"Um,"

Song Sili looked indifferent, apparently not surprised at all.

Li Fan stood where he was, unable to suppress his new curiosity, but he didn't dare to ask.

"Mr. Song——"

Song Sili raised his eyes and looked at the shy Li Fan indifferently.

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

Li Fan thought for a moment, but couldn't resist his curiosity and spoke.

"Tell me, does he know about the relationship between you and Yu...that person?"

The partner is a love rival whom he has never met, and the little girl he brought happens to be his own child.

Such coincidences made him feel like he was living in a novel.

relationship?

There is no relationship between him and Wanwan.

Song Sili lowered his eyes, a hint of bitterness flashed in his eyes, but his tone remained calm and indifferent.

"Xiao Yunze is not a fool."

Not stupid.

Li Fan repeated the four words and instantly understood their meaning.

In other words, Mr. Xiao knew that Mr. Song was Miss Yu’s ex-boyfriend, and he might even know that Miss Zhizhi was Mr. Song and Miss Yu’s child.

If that’s the case, how could he still attend the banquet hosted by President Song without making a fuss?

Song Sili didn't look up, but seemed to have guessed what Li Fan was thinking.

"Businessmen are all profit-oriented, aren't we the same?"

Although he was looking at the computer, his eyes were always on the same place and did not move away.

"How's the news about Xiao Yunze going?"

This will determine his attitude towards the Xiao family and Xiao Yunze himself.

"Xiao Yunze is a very low-key person, and his private life is even more secretive,"

Li Fan frowned slightly and told his investigation results.

"His deceased wife never showed up in public. I heard she was in poor health. But Mr. Xiao, a member of the upper class in Switzerland, was a good man who loved his wife wholeheartedly."

Loving your wife exclusively?

Song Sili thought of Xiao Yunze's affectionate look towards Yu Wen. His deep dark eyes narrowed slightly, with an unfathomable coldness.

He loved his wife so much that he fell deeply in love with another woman just over a year after her death?

He finally realized what was wrong and his eyes darkened.

"Change direction and start investigating from the deceased woman. Also, find out when Xiao Yunze and Wanwan knew each other."

Li Fan has been with Song Sili for so many years that he can already understand the elegance of his music.

"You suspect that Mr. Xiao had been interested in Miss Yu while he was married, and started pursuing her after Mrs. Xiao passed away?"

"I don't doubt anything,"

Song Sili did not answer directly, his gentle eyes and brows were obviously a little cold.

"You have a lot of questions today,"

He looked at his watch and didn't wait for Li Fan to speak.

"Go out, come back and call me when the time comes."

Li Fan tactfully swallowed the words he had not yet asked and left.

He never underestimated the dark side of human nature.

His suspicions were not limited to what Li Fan said.

Song Sili took out a cigarette and lit it. His handsome and serious features were blurred in the diffused smoke.

If that were the case, he would not give Xiao Yunze another chance to get close to Wanwan.

In the hotel's presidential suite.

"Smell it,"

Xiao Yunze's voice was low and his tone was gentle.

"How is Zhizhi?"

"The fever has gone down,"

Yu Wen's gentle voice came from the phone.

"The doctor said to observe for another 24 hours. If there is no recurrence of fever, then I will be completely fine."

She paused and spoke again.

"How long will you stay in Kyoto?"

This is where she has lived for more than twenty years, and even the air is filled with familiar memories.

The longer she stayed, the more things she thought about, and she didn't want to go on like this.

"Not sure yet,"

Xiao Yunze heard that Yu Wen wanted to leave, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

"But I'll be quick."

"Business is more important, you don't have to accommodate us,"

Yu heard the clear voice.

"When Zhizhi is better, I will take her back first. When you return to Ruiguo, we will find a chance to get together again."

"Your opportunity is not easy to find,"

Xiao Yunze laughed and teased, looking at the row of clothes in front of him.

"Wenwen, I need your help with something."

"As long as I can do it,"

Yu Wen did not refuse.

There was a hint of deeper meaning in Xiao Yunze's smiling eyes.

"Help me pick out an outfit."