double burial

After arranging everything, Xiao Xinran came out of the clubhouse. There was already someone waiting for her in the parking lot.The man was half leaning against her car, with his hands in his suit pockets, staring at her intently.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Xinran."

"Let's go." Xiao Xinran replied simply, took out the car key and started the car, leaned slightly, and stepped into the driver's cab with long legs.Xue Ziling closed the car door for her gentlemanly, and got into the co-pilot by himself.

The car slid out, driving on the road where the ice and snow melted, and disappeared in an instant.

Speechless all the way.

Xue Ziling originally wanted to find something to talk about and chat with the people around him, but he noticed the tired look on her brows, and couldn't bear to make her worry about it, so he fell silent.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a small western-style building.The two got out of the car, still not saying a word.Xiao Xinran was always indifferent, it was rare for Xue Ziling to look at the half-closed windows of the mansion with a compassionate expression.

"Go in, uncle is fine." Xiao Xinran was not moved by it, and said routinely, "Same as before, come out on time in half an hour."

There was a hint of unwillingness in Xue Ziling's eyes, but he didn't dare to disobey, and walked towards the closed door impatiently, his steps were quite messy.Xiao Xinran sighed indistinctly, followed him, touched the fingerprint lock with her fingertips, and opened the door for him.

As soon as the door was opened, there was an old man's voice at the door: "Mr. Xiao, is that you?" The voice was quite eager, as if after waiting for a long time, it was finally here.

Xiao Xinran said calmly, "Uncle, don't come here without any problems."

The door was slowly pushed open by Xue Ziling.

The light spread out, and there was an old stool placed at the entrance. The old man was sitting on the stool, his face was hidden in the darkness, so he couldn't see clearly.

"Ling'er..." The old man's voice trembled a little, "Ling'er, is he here?" Maybe it was the backlight, and the old man's eyesight was poor, so he couldn't see the face of the person coming.

"Uncle, he's here." Seeing Xue Ziling's silence, Xiao Xinran said, "Ziling, help uncle go upstairs to talk."

"Father, come upstairs with me." Xue Ziling finally said, with a slight choke in his voice.

"Uncle, Ziling and I have other important matters, we will be leaving soon, you may need to make a long story short." Xiao Xinran treated the old man very politely.

"Yes, Mr. Xiao let me see Ling'er. I am very grateful, and I will definitely not delay your important business." The old man seemed to be quite jealous of Xiao Xinran, and even his tone of voice was full of carelessness. Tribute inside and out.

Xue Ziling stood by and supported the old man, quietly listening to their conversation, without moving.

"Go upstairs." Xiao Xinran ordered.

Only then did Xue Ziling help the old man up the spiral ladder step by step.The old man was quite tall, but his figure was still tall and straight, but his gait was slightly staggering, and his gray hair could not be concealed.

Five years passed by in a flash, and the years will always leave traces on him.It is quite different from the Hawthorne I met for the first time.

Are you kind?Five years ago, he saved the father and son from fire and water, and promised them a lot of wealth.

Are you cruel?Even though he was rich and honored, his flesh and blood were separated, and he could not see each other from time to time.

Xiao Xinran looked at the father and son walking up the spiral staircase, was silent for a moment, then turned and entered the room next to the spiral staircase.There is a complete set of monitoring equipment in the room, and every corner of the western-style building is presented in front of her eyes.

The scene of the study room was switched on the screen.The earphones were placed aside, Xiao Xinran didn't put them on, and just indifferently took in the scenes on the screen where blood was thicker than water.

Although I was a little unreasonable, after all, they still had time to meet each other.A promise is a promise, and both parties must keep it.She established the Xue Group for them, giving them a life unmatched by ordinary people; their father and son obeyed her orders and helped her develop Qinrong.This is a very fair deal, and both parties have complied well over the past five years.

But sometimes, your honesty and reliability may not necessarily be exchanged for the other party's keeping their duty.

The pictures on the screen changed, and the old man's pale lips moved, as if he was talking about something.Xue Ziling shook his head again and again, clutching the old man's hand in extreme pain, a childlike fear and helplessness appeared in his usually deep eyes.Xiao Xinran watched the silent scene, raised her hand to rub the center of her brows, and turned her head to look out the window.

The grass is withered, the trees are withered, the scene in winter, whether in China or here, is always the same.

After a moment of ecstasy, she put down the hand placed between her eyebrows, and turned her gaze back to the monitor again, but suddenly frowned, and her eyes were filled with monstrous anger.She stood up quickly, pressed an inconspicuous button, then walked out of the monitoring room and walked upstairs.

On the monitor, the old man was lying in Xue Ziling's arms, lifeless.Xue Ziling closed his eyes in pain, his handsome face was covered with tears.

Xiao Xinran's figure quickly appeared in the center of the screen, as if a blizzard was falling in his eyes, a chilling light shot out, and he asked Xue Ziling sharply, "What's going on?"

"What's going on? Heh..." Xue Ziling picked up the old man by the waist and put him on the sofa beside him, while he stood aside, staring at Xiao Xinran and tremblingly said: "Suicide, Xinran, he is dead."

Xiao Xinran didn't speak, but just stared at him coldly, waiting for a reasonable explanation.

"He committed suicide! He didn't want to be your excuse to threaten me. We had already taken the medicine before we came here! Don't ask me where the medicine came from, you won't doubt it. I gave it to you, right? This is my father... "His voice was trembling unbelievably, tears rolled down and shattered to the ground.In the eyes looking at Xiao Xinran, apart from grief, there was no trace of hatred, but more melancholy.

Xiao Xinran closed her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and opened them again. The blizzard in her eyes had stopped, and her tone slowed down a bit: "I will bury uncle properly. Before that, I have to wrong you to stay here .”

Xue Ziling looked at her desperately: "Even xx, do you want to restrict me? I have been with you for so many years, have you ever trusted me?"

"This and trust are two different things." Xiao Xinran responded to his agitation calmly, and explained calmly, "All my bets are on the capital injection to Xue's. If you were me, what would you do? "

"...Okay, I forgot, President Xiao doesn't trust anyone." Xue Ziling looked depressed, and murmured: "My father, I underestimated your charm too much, and I also underestimated my love for you..." He His voice lowered, he was silent for a moment, then he raised his head and said, "Xinran, even if it wasn't because he was in your hands, I would do whatever you asked me to do."

Xiao Xinran is ice-snow smart, how could she not know what he meant.But the only response she could give was silence.

Footsteps were heard on the stairs. Before leaving the monitoring room, she pressed the emergency button. The people staying behind in the clubhouse received the news and arrived in time.

"I've wronged you." Xiao Xinran stopped talking to him, turned around and left the room.

"Mr. Xiao." The person at the door of the room said respectfully.

"Send uncle's body to be cremated, and leave another person to watch over Xue Ziling."

"Yes."

"Where's Yan Xun?" She looked at the three people who came over, all of whom were under Yan Xun's direct control, but he himself was nowhere to be seen.

"Manager Yan found out that someone trespassed on the base, so he will deal with it first."

"What?" Xiao Xinran looked at the man in surprise, "Who is it, have you found out?"

"This……"

Before the man hesitated to say anything, Xiao Xinran instantly understood that it was a woman who broke into the base.She came here with her, how could she not revisit the old place.

Yan Xun is the one who knows everything, and he will deal with it properly.She is relieved.

"Take care of this place as soon as possible." She left the last order, turned and left.

On the screen in the monitoring room, the dead old man on the sofa was picked up by a burly man and left the room.The other stayed behind to monitor Xue Ziling's every move.

Xiao Xinran returned to the clubhouse and waited for a while before Yan Xun rushed back.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of the meeting room faced the bustling market. As soon as he stepped in, he saw Xiao Xinran standing in front of the window, motionless like a statue, leaving only his back, a quiet and beautiful outline outlined by the light outside the window.

I haven't seen her for a few months, but she seems to be a lot thinner again, and her waist wrapped in a slim sweater is like a willow, which is full of grip.He felt a little distressed suddenly, and couldn't help thinking about her sorrows that he had heard from others.

Xiao Xinran was aware of his presence, and without turning her head, she just asked him softly, "Did you find it?"

Yan Xun took two steps closer, stood behind her, and replied: "No. The monitor captured the scene of her entering through the main entrance, and there was no trace after that."

As expected, Xiao Xinran just nodded.A woman's whereabouts are always erratic, even if she looks for it herself, she may not be able to find it, so let her go.

It's not all because of this that she went to Yan Xun.

Just as he was about to speak, to say something about Xue's father's death, Yan Xun's cell phone rang suddenly.On the other end of the phone, his subordinates carefully told him the bad news.

The floor-to-ceiling windows reflected his surprised expression, as well as the rare guilt in his peeking at her.The words of blame that I wanted to say turned into Xiao Xinran's faint sigh.

"I'll investigate the cause of death right away." Yan Xun started sending text messages to arrange work, but Xiao Xinran raised his hand to stop him.

"There's no need to investigate. He died by taking sleeping pills. Where did the medicine come from?"

Yan Xun's eyes showed surprise, as if he was a little shocked by Xiao Xinran's predictability, thought for a moment, and replied: "Two months ago, he said he didn't sleep well, and asked for sleeping pills. To be on the safe side, I only sent someone to deliver it every day Two. The only explanation is that he accumulated the medicine and took it together to commit suicide."

Xiao Xinran nodded and said nothing.Blaming it doesn't help the matter, and Yan Xun has done enough in this matter.

"Mr. Xiao, it's because I'm not doing well." Seeing that she was silent, Yan Xun immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

"Forget it," Xiao Xinran turned around, her eyes fell on him, her tone was not reproachful, she just said calmly, "Such things don't happen again."

Yan Xun was silent for a long time when he heard the words, and then promised: "No more."

"Go and get busy." Xiao Xinran turned back again, and continued to stand in front of the window, looking at the picture of the street market that she couldn't see through.

Yan Xun did not leave immediately, but looked at her back in silence for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "President Xiao, it's tonight, will you go over?"

"Yes." Xiao Xinran replied quickly, without a moment's hesitation.

When Yan Xun heard this, his expression darkened.

"Give me the detonator when the time comes, and let Zhong Lu go with me, and everyone else will stay in the clubhouse."

Yan Xun was silent and did not respond after her order for the first time.

Xiao Xinran tilted her head, and her peripheral vision fell on his increasingly gloomy expression, and there was a smile that could not be restrained from the corner of her lips.

"You come with me."

"Yes, Mr. Xiao."

The author has something to say: Yan Xun is a bit cute, isn't he?