The news spread faster than expected.

Qiu Zhuo had just finished recording a reality show, and Miss Li came over with a pale face holding up her mobile phone, and faltered about it to him.

"What about Rong Zehuai?" Qiu Zhuo was stunned for a second or two, but he realized that it was the situation of Rong Zehuai who asked first.

"Mr. Rong...couldn't be contacted from the beginning." Sister Li's expression was very ugly, "The assistant said that he was called by the police to investigate."

Before the words fell, Qiu Zhuo frowned, grabbed his coat and rushed out of the lounge door.

"Xiao Zhuo!!" Sister Li followed out in a hurry, jumped into the car and reported the driver's location.

"Don't worry, Xiao Zhuo, Mr. Rong is definitely fine." After Sister Li said this, she felt a little guilty.

Everyone knows why Jian Jia almost went bankrupt some time ago.But Rong Zizhen had a car accident at this point in time.Anyone with a little bit of conspiracy theory will relate these two things to Rong Zehuai.

Besides, Rong Zehuai's previous impression in the circle was too bad. He was a businessman with one thing on the surface and one thing behind his back, and he was forced into a corner, fearing that he could do anything.

Sister Li didn't dare to think about it, she believed in Rong Zehuai's character.But in this case, who can be sure that their intuition is right?

In case someone framed him, wouldn't it be impossible to clean up by jumping into the Yellow River?

"There is no such a coincidence in the world." Sister Li pressed her trembling voice and reached out to pat Qiu Zhuo's shoulder.

"I know." Qiu Zhuo stared ahead and pursed his lips tightly.

There was already a circle of reporters outside the police station, and nothing could get through.

When Qiu Zhuo's car appeared, in an instant, all the cameras turned to him.

For the first time, the flash and the camera became so scary. The reporters touched their upper and lower lips, but asked sharp questions like knives.

"Mr. Qiu, do you think Rong Zehuai has something to do with this car accident?"

"Qiu Zhuo Qiu Zhuo! Some people say that Rong Zi met Rong Zehuai the day before the car accident. Do you know about this?"

"It is rumored that your relationship with Mr. Rong Zehuai is a contract romance, do you admit it?"

"Someone analyzed on the Internet that the relationship between you and Rong Zehuai has actually broken down long ago. Is it true?"

Microphones and radio equipment kept yelling at him. Sister Li tried her best to open the way, but she was still unable to move an inch.

Qiu Zhuo's palms were sweating a little, and he took a deep breath.

"Everyone please be quiet!"

The noise gradually weakened, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Qiu Zhuo, hoping to pry out any information that could be used from his mouth.

"I just heard about this car accident." Qiu Zhuo's voice was clear and steady, and he looked at the reporters who wanted to "eat him alive" without any timidity, "but I'm sure that Rong Zehuai and this matter It doesn't matter at all."

As soon as the words were finished, the thin and rustling voices of discussion revived like sparks.

"Finally, about those rumors on the Internet."

"My relationship with Rong Zehuai is very stable and very good, please stop guessing."

The door of the police station finally opened, and a policeman inside waved to Qiu Zhuo.

Qiu Zhuo nodded, turned around and bowed deeply to all the reporters, then followed Sister Li and entered the police station.

"Mr. Rong is still in the investigation stage. Please sit here for a while. We will let you know when we have news." The policeman spoke very politely, and brought a glass of water to Sister Li and Qiu Zhuo.

"Then how is Rong Zehuai's current situation?" Qiu Zhuo asked eagerly, holding him back.

"We don't know yet. Evidence is still being collected, and other relevant personnel are still under investigation."

"Then how is he feeling?"

"Mr. Rong is very calm, you don't have to worry about this."

"……thanks."

Qiu Zhuo shook the paper cup filled with hot water, lowered his eyes.

"Don't worry too much." Sister Li stretched her neck and looked inside, but she didn't see anything, so she sighed and came to comfort her.

Waiting is one of the most torturous things, especially at a time like this.

...The street lights on the street were turned on one by one, and the reporters and media at the door were almost dispersed.

Qiu Zhuo didn't know how many times he stood up and looked inside. This time, he finally saw Rong Zehuai at the end of the door!

Rong Zehuai was still wearing the blue suit he had when he came here, and the jacket was wrinkled in his hands.There was exhaustion between his brows, and his head was lowered.

Two policemen came out with him, and what they held in their hands might be the information just recorded.

Qiu Zhuo stood on the spot and didn't step forward, but looked at him deeply.

Rong Zehuai raised his head, his eyes seemed bloodshot and red.The drooping corners of his eyes looked like oppressive dark clouds at this moment, covering up the previous brilliance.

"Are you OK."

Qiu Zhuo went up to meet him, grabbed Rong Zehuai's arm, and looked him over carefully from top to bottom.

Shaking his head silently.Rong Zehuai seemed to have said all the words in this life, and now he doesn't want to say another word.

"It's fine." Qiu Zhuo didn't continue to ask, but just held his face with both hands, and touched his nose gently, "Let's go home."

After Qiu Zhuo finished speaking, he turned his gaze to the two policemen who came out just now.

They waved their hands very heartily, saying that the records are almost finished, and the matter still needs to be investigated, and they can just let Rong Zehuai go home and wait for the news.

On the road was Qiu Zhuo's car, and Sister Li didn't ask any more questions, and took a taxi and left.

Rong Zehuai leaned against the car window with his eyes closed, the cell phone in his jacket pocket, and the notification sound hadn't stopped since the moment he first came out, like a reminder for his life.The sound kept ringing until the phone turned off automatically when it ran out of battery before it quieted down.

Qiu Zhuo glanced over while waiting for the break of the red light. To be honest, he had never seen such a lonely Rong Zehuai before.

When the two of them returned home and finished washing, and were lying on the bed and getting ready to sleep, Rong Zehuai suddenly said something.

"Would you believe me if I said I didn't do it?"

Qiu Zhuo stretched out his hand that was about to turn off the light. He turned sideways, looked at Rong Zehuai's side face for a long time, and then said, "Why not?"

Rong Zehuai paused, then turned to look at Qiu Zhuo.

"As long as you tell me, I'll believe it." Qiu Zhuo's gaze was like a fire burning in winter, and Rong Zehuai felt that his whole body seemed to be warmed through the glowing sparks.

"You won't do this kind of thing, at least Rong Zehuai I know won't." Qiu Zhuo said, "I believe you. It doesn't matter whether others believe it or not."

"I believe you."

Rong Zehuai's eye sockets suddenly became moist on a dry day, the corners of his eyes were red, and he couldn't help but lower his head not to look at anyone.

"They dug up things one by one in the interrogation room and asked me, and I realized that I could have so many reasons to see Zheng Lai create this accident to kill Rong Zizhen."

"I hate him, I wish he and Diao Huiying would disappear before my eyes one day..." Rong Ze Huaiyue's voice became softer as he spoke, "They all said I did it."

Qiu Zhuo glanced at the mobile phone that was still on on the bedside table. It was a news feed about today's incident, and the headline was appalling.

Qiu Zhuo reached out to press it out, then slowly turned sideways and lay on Rong Zehuai's chest, quietly listening to his heartbeat.

"Then don't listen to them." Qiu Zhuo blinked slowly, "Listen to me."

"In my eyes, Rong Zehuai is a shrewd businessman and a gentle lover. He will work all night for the benefit of the company, and he will come all the way to deliver flowers when I am filming. He is still smiling one second, and the next He started crying in a second. Although his acting skills are not very good when he cries."

Rong Zehuai raised the corners of his mouth slightly when he heard this.

"This Rong Zehuai will play tricks for Jian Jia, but he definitely has a bottom line. I can't tell whether he is pure or evil, because people don't have black and white sides. But I know that he will be chaotic around Always be kind.”

"I believe you have nothing to do with this matter, and I really hope that this car accident is just an accident." Qiu Zhuo said slowly, then raised his head to meet Rong Zehuai's eyes, "OK?"

Rong Zehuai nodded, and couldn't help leaning over to kiss his lips.

After the kiss was over, Qiu Zhuo patted Rong Zehuai's shoulder to signal him to take a good rest, then sat up and turned off the bedside lamp.

"Oh, by the way," Qiu Zhuo asked in the dark as if remembering something, "How is Rong Zizhen?"

Rong Zehuai's voice sounded muffled, and he responded in a low voice, "He was sent to the city hospital, and the assistant said he was in intensive care, so we don't know the situation yet."

"Let's go see him tomorrow."

"it is good."

The elevator dinged and stopped on the eighteenth floor of the city hospital.

It was unusually quiet here, only a few nurses at the front desk were busy recording things on the computer.

Qiu Zhuo and Rong Zehuai walked out of the elevator, and after asking about the situation, they learned that Rong Zi was really not in good condition and was still in the intensive care unit.

"If you are a direct family member, you can enter, but you have to show a certificate and you need to change clothes. Only one visit during the day is allowed, and the patient is still very weak." The nurse said without raising her head while typing.

Rong Zehuai glanced at Qiu Zhuo, who nodded at him, "Go."

The intensive care unit was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant. Rong Zehuai, wearing a mask, carefully saw Rong Zizhen lying on the hospital bed under the guidance of doctors and nurses.

The machine next to it beeped coldly, reminding the patient that his life was still in danger.

Rong Zehuai saw Rong Zizhen lying on the hospital bed with no blood on it, various sophisticated instruments protruding from the head of the bed, his eyes were tightly closed, showing no sign of opening them.

Rong Zehuai couldn't imagine that the person lying on the hospital bed was actually the person he least wanted to see in his life.

Seeing Rong Zizhen's appearance, no matter how much hatred Rong Zehuai had in his heart, he couldn't hate the patient on the bed today.

The visiting time was very short, and Rong Zehuai soon came out of the ward.

After taking off the special anti-pollution clothes outside and coming out of the room, Rong Zehuai bumped into another person head-on.

"Are you here?" Diao Huiying seemed to have changed overnight, her brows and eyes had aged a lot.

"Hmm." Rong Zehuai didn't know what to say in this situation, so he lowered his eyes so as not to look at her.

"I...I went to check with the police and watched the surveillance, and it wasn't you who did it." Probably because of such a big blow, Diao Huiying stopped being aggressive.

Rong Zehuai glanced at her, ready to continue walking out.

"Wait!" Diao Huiying grabbed Rong Zehuai's arm and said to him almost in a begging tone, "Can you...save Rongsheng?"

The author has something to say: no one cares that the author has been interrupted for five days... sad

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