Rebirth of Atonement

When the car drove out of the gate of Dong's house, Jian Tianqi immediately asked, "Have you found Azhe? Which hospital is he in now?"

"No, that phone call was just to deceive Dong Zhihong." Zhong Mingyang said.

"What?" Jian Tianqi was surprised, and then thought, "Do you think he hid Ah Zhe?"

"[-]% to [-]% possibility." Zhong Mingyang said.

"Then why do you think he will be fooled?" Jian Tianqi asked.

"Aren't you fooled?" Zhong Mingyang asked back.

"That's just because I was too worried..." Jian Tianqi didn't know how to explain for a while.

"People who are extremely conceited actually have low self-esteem in their hearts. When such people are touched the bottom line, they often lose the ability to think calmly." Zhong Mingyang said.

The car turned around and drove back in the original direction.

From a distance, he saw a car driving out from Dong's house.

Dong Zhihong didn't notice them who followed them from a distance. Finally, Dong Zhihong's car stopped in front of a deserted villa, and he got out of the car and walked in.

Zhong Mingyang and Jian Tianqi also got out of the car and followed them in vigilantly.

The house is full of dust and cobwebs. It seems that no one has lived here for a long time, but where has Dong Zhihong gone?

Soon, they found a secret door that led directly to the basement.

But Dong Zhihong, who hurriedly walked in one step ahead of them, couldn't calm down his fury when he saw Feng Zhe was still locked in the basement.

"Do you want to leave? Why do you want to leave... Even if I kill you, I won't let you go!"

He remembered how angry he was when his wife wanted to leave all those years ago—

Compared with the remaining love, there is more hatred of being "insulted".

So he locked her up, and after venting and tormenting, he finally killed her... He knew that only the dead would be quiet and listen to him.

So after his wife died, he loved her more and more, and he didn't even allow others to say a bad word about her.

Now, he clenched Feng Zhe's neck with both hands, wanting to kill Feng Zhe.

At the very moment, Zhong Mingyang and Jian Tianqi, who went down to the basement, saw this scene, and Jian Tianqi, who had reacted from the shock of this terrible scene, rushed up immediately, knocked Dong Zhihong to the ground with fists and kicks, and held Dong Zhihong in a fight.

With the color on his face and the corner of his mouth broken, Jian Tianqi spit out bloody saliva, while firmly pressing Dong Zhihong's back on the ground with his knees, while looking worriedly in Feng Zhe's direction, he saw that Zhong Mingyang had already helped Feng Zhe up , and Feng Zhe's hand was holding Zhong Mingyang's hand.

At that moment, Jian Tianqi felt as if he had become a superfluous person.

After Feng Zhe woke up in the hospital, he didn't see his father Feng Shiyan, but his stepmother and younger sister came.

"Has Tianqi been here?" Feng Zhe asked in a low voice.

"No, but he also went to look for you at that time." Feng Qing's voice trembled a little when talking about the incident at that time. Feng Qing was even more frightened when seeing Feng Zhe's appearance in the hospital.

She almost lost this brother.

"I know." Feng Zhe said.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, and a few unfamiliar faces came in. They walked up to Feng Zhe and showed their police IDs. They were plainclothes policemen: "Mr. Feng, we will ask you to go to the police station to make a statement to assist in this incident." Investigate, and if necessary, you may be required to testify in court."

Not only about his imprisonment, but also about the discovery of bones in Dong Zhihong's garden.

"No problem." Feng Zhe said.

When they went out, a man just came in from the outside, Feng Zhe saw it clearly, it was Zhong Mingyang.

"Mr. Feng, this case will be prosecuted by the police, and I will provide you with relevant legal advice." Zhong Mingyang walked to Feng Zhe's bed and said.

"Then I will trouble you, Lawyer Zhong." Feng Zhe said.

"Also, Mr. Feng asked me to bring you a few words." Zhong Mingyang stopped speaking.

"Mom, Qing, I have something to talk to Lawyer Zhong alone." Feng Zhe looked at his stepmother and Feng Qing.

"Xiaoqing, let's go out and bring back some food for your brother." The stepmother said to pull Feng Qing, and Feng Qing obediently followed her out.

Only Feng Zhe and Zhong Mingyang were left in the ward.

"President Feng has decided to remove your current position in the company, and the replacement will be decided separately." Zhong Mingyang said.

"Really?" Feng Zhe's expression was not much surprised, it could even be said that it was expected, but he made such a big mess out of his own initiative, probably everyone is busy dealing with the aftermath for him.

"Actually, Mr. Feng is just hard-spoken and soft-hearted, so you should take advantage of this time to take a good rest." Zhong Mingyang said.

"You seem to know him better than I do." Feng Zhe couldn't help laughing, and immediately touched the wound on his face, "Hiss—"

"The medicinal tape is crooked." Zhong Mingyang stretched out his hand and pressed Feng Zhe's face, smoothing out the raised corner of the tape.

"Thank you." Feng Zhe said, and suddenly found a figure outside the door through the small glass window, but that person seemed to be hesitating and didn't come in.

"Is it Tianqi?" Feng Zhe asked, the volume was not loud, but it should be enough for people to hear.

Zhong Mingyang turned his head and saw the people outside the door.

Only then did the knock on the door sound, and Jian Tianqi, who was standing outside the door, came in. He stood in front of the door, with an anxious expression on his face, but hesitation in his movements.

"I saw you guys were talking about something important just now..." Jian Tianqi said.

"It's over," Zhong Mingyang greeted Jian Tianqi by the way, and then walked out, "I'm going back first."

When the door was closed and the footsteps had gone away, Jian Tianqi still stood there without moving.

"What's wrong?" Feng Zhe saw that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so he said half-jokingly, "Do you want me to walk over? But now I can't move."

Upon hearing this, Jian Tianqi immediately walked over no matter how hesitant.

"Very worried?" Feng Zhe stretched out his inflexible hand and took Jian Tianqi's hand.

"Of course I'm worried!" Jian Tianqi was a little agitated, his eyes were even a little moist because of the agitation, he knew that if he really lost Feng Zhe, then he would definitely be in unbearable pain.

"I made you worry." Feng Zhe looked at Jian Tianqi and slowed down his voice, "How should I apologize?"

"Be more careful in the future, don't get close to dangerous people." Jian Tianqi wiped the moisture from his eyes with his arm and said.

"I think I'm quite dangerous." Feng Zhe joked.

"I'm serious!" Jian Tianqi became agitated again, even holding Feng Zhe's hand hard because of this.

"Hiss—" Feng Zhe gasped because of the pain in his hand.

Jian Tianqi, who was startled, let go of his hand immediately.

"...Does it hurt?" Jian Tianqi asked tremblingly.

"A little bit." Feng Zhe said.

"I didn't do it on purpose..." Jian Tianqi felt guilty.

"I know." Feng Zhe promised word by word, "Listen to you, I will never get close to dangerous people again."

After comforting for a while, Jian Tianqi left because Feng Zhe said he wanted to rest.

Seeing that the door was closed, Feng Zhe restrained his smile, he turned his eyes to look at the window, there was a person sitting there, but no one saw this person except Feng Zhe just now.

That person's flying black hair was tinged with burning red, a silver cross earring was hung on his left ear, the black pupils of his eyes had a flame-like luster, and his facial features were so delicate that they were not human.

"Who are you?" Feng Zhe asked.

"I am the master of this knife," he pointed to Feng Zhe's heart, "I gave this knife to a predestined person, and he killed you with this knife."

Feng Zhe lowered his gaze, and saw that there was indeed a knife stuck in his heart.

It was the knife that Gu Qingyuan used to kill him.

"This knife is called the knife of return."