The coquettish president was counterattacked

On New Year's Eve, Gu Lizhao seldom took the initiative to make a video call to his father. Because of the time difference, his father was busy there. There seemed to be some tears.

Chu Pei sat by the bed, quietly looking at Gu Lizhao's back. In his eyes, Gu Lizhao after amnesia was more humane than before, and he couldn't look away even more.

As soon as Gu Lizhao hung up the phone, Chu Pei hugged him from behind without saying a word. The hands stretched out to his chest deftly unbuttoned his shirt, slipped his left hand in, and stroked his warm skin. .

Gu Lizhao put the phone back into his trouser pocket with a chuckle, and carefully felt Chu Pei's itchy kisses on his cheeks and earlobes.

He turned his head and kissed Chu Pei's lips, sucking and taking from the soft and moist lips.

Chu Pei reached into his shirt and slowly lowered his hand, sticking to the tight abdominal muscles and squeezing the seductive mermaid line into the belt trousers. When it touched the edge of the underwear, Chu Pei stopped his hand suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Lizhao breathed heavily.

"It's time to watch the Spring Festival Gala."

Chu Pei withdrew his "exploring" hand, and raised his lips maliciously.

Gu Lizhao: "..." Nima.

He immediately wanted to violently throw Chu Pei onto the bed, and then press and ravage him hard... But he was "not able to do what he wanted".

He was picked up from the wheelchair by Chu Pei, and he was gently and cautiously placed on the bed, with the laptop in front of him, and the two cuddled together to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Gu Lizhao's eyes fell on the computer screen obediently, but the hand around Chu Pei's waist was caressing and teasing restlessly.

He didn't expect that Chu Pei would be able to sit still in order to watch the Spring Festival Gala, and even though Xiao Pei was already too hard, Chu Pei could still remain motionless like a sculpture.

He felt that the Spring Festival Gala was so boring, so boring that he felt drowsy. He couldn't watch it even though he tried his best, and finally fell asleep unconsciously on Chu Pei's shoulder.

Chu Pei turned his head to see that he was in a deep sleep, and couldn't bear to disturb him anymore, so he tiptoedly turned off the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala, put Gu Lizhao on the bed safely, and carefully covered the quilt.

He focused on Gu Lizhao's quiet sleepy eyes for a while, listened to his even and quiet breathing, his heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, and lowered his head to kiss his smooth forehead.

Then, Chu Pei got out of bed gently, found the USB flash drive that Bai Yi had given him before, took the laptop away, turned off the lights and left the bedroom.

He walked into the study and subconsciously locked the door.

There was no light in the study room, only the blue light of the computer screen, Chu Pei inserted the U disk into the USB port holding his breath, and clicked on the video.

The time is marked in the upper right corner of the video, which happened to be the day his father was in a car accident. He recognized the "Tongjiang Bridge" in the video, which was the scene of the crime scene surveillance.

Chu Pei's heart instantly clenched into a ball, and the familiar feeling of heartache came to his mind.

He saw the Bentley driven by his father driving on the bridge, but the speed was very slow. Obviously, his father had found that the brakes had failed at that time. After 2 minutes, he saw that the speed of his father's car was already slower. Stop on the side of the road.

However, the accident happened in the blink of an eye. A fuel tank truck about ten meters away suddenly lost control and reversed at a high speed. It hit my dad’s Bentley. The Bentley crashed and crushed the railing on the bridge, and spontaneously ignited in less than a minute. explode......

The oil tank truck that caused the accident and several passing vehicles were all affected. It was the largest serial traffic accident in Yan City that year.

Seeing the thrilling scene of the explosion, Chu Pei felt the blood all over his body become cold.

It turned out that although my father's death was related to Gu Lizhao, the most direct relationship was because of the out-of-control fuel tank truck. Zhao.

But how did Gu Lizhao get this video?

Why didn't the police call in relevant surveillance?

Chu Pei put his hands on his forehead, trying to recall his state at that time, but he was completely immersed in sadness at that time, and he simply thought that his father's car accident was an accident.

He has no conspiracy theories, and no one told him the truth until last year's mid-autumn housekeeper said he slipped his mouth.

His mind was filled with question marks. If the main reason for his father's death was the oil tanker, then what he did to Gu Lizhao before was a bit too much...

Gu Lizhao's original target was Mr. Gu, and his actions did not directly cause his father's death. His father discovered the problem in the car in time and stopped the car.

In the dark and deep room, Chu Pei took a group of deep breaths feebly. He leaned back in the chair, picked up the cell phone next to the computer with his right hand, and dialed Bai Yi's number.

The USB flash drive was given to him by Bai Yi, so Bai Yi must know something.

The mechanical voice sounded: "Beep~beep~beep...Sorry, the user you dialed is temporarily unable to answer your call, please dial later, Sorry..."

Chu Pei continued to call.

Still the familiar mechanical voice: "Beep~beep~beep...Sorry, the user you dialed is temporarily unable to answer your call, please dial later, Sorry..."

Chu Pei persevered.

...... to prolong, to prolong, to prolong

Even though many young people feel that celebrating New Year's Eve by "watching the Spring Festival Gala" is too vulgar and monotonous, they will inevitably "do as the Romans do" in the atmosphere where the elders and generations live together.

In this way, the largest fountain square in Yan City will not be too crowded.

As far as the eyes can see, there are mainly young people, and the big clock tower behind the fountain is also dutifully keeping time. In less than 20 seconds, the countdown clock will ring on New Year's Eve.

Bai Yi and Xu Qiao stood side by side among countless young people, and they looked up at the dial of the clock tower with bated breath.

"The countdown is about to begin, so I'm a little nervous."

Bai Yi blinked, feeling her eyes a little dry.

"Trust me, I'm more nervous than you."

Xu Qiao turned her head to look at him with a faint smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud bell rang in his ears, as well as everyone's excited shouts.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."

"Happy New Year!"

The gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the night, and the grand musical fountain became a foil.

"Happy New Year, I love you."

Xu Qiao's face missed Bai Yi's cheek, and after kissing his cheek lightly, she confessed in his ear.

Bai Yi put her hands in her coat pockets, her spine straightened, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

With Xu Qiao's posture leaning closer, he also responded in a deep voice in his ear: "I love you too, happy new year."

"Ah ah ah ah, look."

The crowd in the square became restless, Bai Yi's attention was attracted by them, he turned his head to look at the sky, and found that the fireworks that exploded in the night sky wrote a confession:

"Basil, IloveU."

Basil is Bai Yi's English name, and his face and earlobes were burning red in an instant.

The cell phone in his coat pocket kept ringing, but he had no desire to answer it at all. He looked at Xu Qiao and raised his eyebrows in disbelief: "You won't tell me you designed this?"

With a smile on the brows and corners of her eyes, Xu Qiao stepped forward and kissed his lips noncommittally.

Bai Yi suddenly felt dizzy, and the enthusiastic cheers and applause from around him made him feel even more deprived of oxygen, while the phone in his pocket was still vibrating happily.

The music fountain is warm and dynamic, and the colorful and easy-to-cold fireworks ignite the quiet and lonely night, continuously blooming colorful splendor in the air.

This was a fireworks feast specially prepared by Xu Qiao for him, which lasted for an hour.

Chu Pei's phone finally changed into a mechanical sentence: "Sorry, the person you dialed has turned off the phone, please try again later."

Chu Pei: "..." Fuck.

During the passionate kiss with Xu Qiao, Bai Yi was pushed onto the bed vigorously. His hands rested on Xu Qiao's shoulders and pushed him away a little: "Can you take a shower first?"

Xu Qiao smiled lightly and looked down at him: "Aren't we together?"

Bai Yi licked her lower lip, her smile was vague: "You go first, I'll come later."

"Row."

It wasn't until Xu Qiao got up and walked into the bathroom that Bai Yi took out the phone that had been turned off from his coat pocket. He hurriedly took out the charging cable to charge it up and called Chu Pei back.

Chu Pei answered in almost seconds.

Bai Yi raised her hand and pinched the bridge of her nose, and asked puzzledly: "Are you sick? You called me so many times during Chinese New Year? Does Brother Zhao know that you are looking for me behind his back? Could it be that something happened to Brother Zhao?" Bar?"

When the last question was asked, Bai Yi became visibly nervous.

"..." Chu Pei was speechless for two seconds, "No, he's fine, and I won't call you when he has something to do."

After Bai Yi was relieved, he urged carelessly: "Tell me, what's the matter? I'm very busy right now."

Chu Pei swallowed: "How did you get the video in the USB drive?"

Bai Yi frowned easily: "What are you talking about... After your father got into a car accident back then, Brother Zhao also felt a little guilty. Although he didn't say it or show it, he asked to restore the relationship. I recorded a video of the scene of the car accident on the bridge, the electricity was repaired that day, many cameras around were not working, and there were no witnesses, but only this camera captured the real scene of the car accident."

Chu Pei gritted his teeth tightly: "Then why didn't he hand over the USB flash drive to the police?"

Bai Yi asked back: "The police have concluded that it was an accident, is it necessary?"

Chu Pei: "At least let me know the truth."

Bai Yi sighed incredulously: "What truth do you want to know? The driver and co-pilot of the oil tanker also died on the spot. Their family has no savings, only huge debts and a family. There is no other benefit other than the burden."

"..." Chu Pei's nose fluttered, and he asked emotionally, "Does he think so?"

"How is it possible?" Bai Yi was amused by him, "This is just my analysis, Brother Zhao just thinks it's unnecessary, he finds it troublesome."

Chu Pei: "..."

That's right, how can a person who is so cruel to his own father be able to sympathize with other beings?

There were a lot of thoughts in his mind, and he didn't know what to ask next.

But Bai Yi hurriedly ended the topic: "Stop talking, I'm going to take a shower, happy new year."

"Happy New Year." Chu Pei blurted out.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

Bai Yi was the first to hang up the phone, and a blind tone rang through the phone.