Overlord: Put your clothes on [Entertainment Circle]

Su Lanqiao's pupils dilated, trying to digest the meaning behind this sentence, she was stunned for a minute before muttering, "It wasn't an accident, it was...artificial?"

For the first time, he tried hard to recall the details of that year, and those memories he didn't want to touch swept over like a whirlpool.

It is also such a winter, very cold, with sleet and sleet.His mother took him to play on the sidewalk by the bridge, when suddenly a car braked out of control and hit him straight, the speed was so fast that it was too late to dodge.

His mother reflexively protected him and wrapped him in her arms, her blood splashed all over his face.

Su Lanqiao wiped his face, trembling all over his body, even after many years, he could still feel the horror of blood splashing all over his face. At that time, he was only 13 years old.

After several hits, he rolled down from the edge of the bridge. The moment he fell off the bridge, his mother instinctively grabbed his hand.

The car drove away after the accident, and Lanqiao fell into silence. This place is very remote, only the sound of wind and water, and no one rescued them.

I don't know how long this stalemate lasted. His mother's blood dripped onto his face and body. He begged desperately, "Let go, let go."

Pulling his strength will deepen the injury on the mother's body more wantonly, but the mother still refuses to let go. There is a swift river below, and Su Lanqiao can't swim.At the end of her breath, she slowly let go of her hand.

Su Lanqiao propped her hands on the wooden table behind her, her face was pale, "That car...suddenly drove over...the police said that the brakes failed..."

"No, it was a man-made car accident." Ryan lowered his voice, afraid of being heard by people outside, "Your stepmother, for the sake of superiority, made all this."

Su Lanqiao didn't expect that it was eight years before he came across the truth. It was still the truth of intrigue, and his heart tightened suddenly. He and the murderer who killed his mother lived together for several years...

Mother's tombstone is in the garden, and the photo is still pasted on the tombstone. Can she sleep peacefully every night?

Su Lanqiao clasped the wooden table behind her with her fingertips, leaving deep marks on it, trying to calm herself down, "Is there any evidence?"

"No, it was handled very cleanly." Ryan shook his head, "And it has been so many years, it is even more difficult to find traces. Your stepmother has a lot of thoughts. Originally, the previous will and most of the property belonged to you. At that time, the husband was still sober. .She was so anxious that she blew the wind from her pillow and changed to what she is now."

Su Lanqiao understood, just now he felt that the setting of this condition was really inexplicable.Linked to the fact that Alan is already engaged, it's easy to understand.

Whoever gets married first gets all the shares, and this is all about money.

"Sooner or later, the account of that year will be settled with them." Su Lanqiao tried her best to control her emotions so that she would not lose control. "They don't even want to get the inheritance."

Ryan lowered his eyes and nodded, "After Mr. leaves, I am also planning to retire. Before that, I will try my best to help you if I can."

Su Lanqiao looked up at him, with gratitude in her eyes, "Thank you, I need to clear my mind and find a way."

"Do you have a marriage partner?" Ryan hit the nail on the head.

Su Lanqiao shook her head.

"I guess so." Ryan said with an expression that I knew, "So the suggestion I just gave you is the fastest, find someone to marry, and you can go through the formalities in a few days, and the matter will be resolved. They wouldn't expect you to move so fast."

"At this moment, who should I go to tie the knot with?" Su Lanqiao simply sat on the table and kicked the edge of the table.

Even if it's just a fake marriage, he doesn't want to marry someone else, unless it's Chu Cheng.

Ryan continued, "I have a few potential candidates. My niece is studying at Oxford University. She is in good condition in all aspects. She is beautiful and has good grades, but her family is poor. Anyway, she is married by contract and money can be negotiated. Another one is Arthur. Duke, he is not short of money, he is gay, and I heard that he wants to find someone to marry to pass the family test. Oh yes, Christine, remember, she likes you very much, and she should be willing..."

Su Lanqiao sighed in her heart, you are pimping.

"You ask me to think again, I don't really want to find someone to marry casually." Su Lanqiao's voice was very soft, and she also said this for herself, "If this road doesn't work, I will find another way to get the house return."

Ryan sighed, and glanced outside the door, "You are bullied by them because you are too innocent. Once the house is in their hands, it will be difficult for you to get it back. I know this decision is difficult, so you should think about it as soon as possible."

Su Lanqiao hummed and stopped talking.

"Are you still going back to live? I'm going to arrange the time for Mr.'s funeral now, and it should be three days later if there is no accident." Ryan is worthy of being an old housekeeper, and he is still very clear-headed at this time.

Su Lanqiao slid down from the table and walked out the door, "I won't go back. I'll find a hotel at random. I'll trouble you about my father's affairs."

Ryan patted him on the shoulder, "You're tired after so long on the plane and so many things happened. Take a good rest and I'll call you if there's anything to do."

Su Lanqiao and Ryan took their luggage back from the car, and were about to find a nearby hotel to stay in. When they passed the convenience store, he bought a bottle of water and the brand of cigarettes that Chu Cheng usually smoked, and then went back to the room.

He didn't even bother to turn on the light in the room. He stood by the window and lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth. The thick smoke rolled into his throat, followed by a severe cough, which hurt his internal organs.

Su Lanqiao doesn't smoke, but he can't calm down now, the smell of Chu Cheng calms him down, or in other words, he can find some comfort.

The sudden death of the father and the truth about the death of the mother pierced the heart one by one like knives, suffocating pain.

Thinking of this, the circles of his eyes slowly turned red, and only now did tears start to trickle down the corners of his eyes, and he belatedly felt great sadness hit him.

Su Lanqiao slowly huddled into a ball and squatted on the ground, watching the burning smoke on her fingertips slowly burn to the end, she especially missed Chu Cheng.

If you want to hug him, a hug is enough.

Just like the hug he saved from the water back then, it shone into his life like a ray of light.

At that time, he fell into the water, struggling desperately, and when he was about to swallow his last breath, it was Chu Cheng passing by who picked him up from the water.

When he woke up, Chu Cheng was feeding Qi into his mouth one by one. He looked at that Dongfang's face and said thank you angrily.

Chu Cheng wrapped the coat he had taken off on the side around his wet body, and asked him in a low voice, "What's your name? Don't be afraid, the ambulance will be here soon."

Only then did Su Lanqiao realize that he didn't have a Chinese name. He shook his head and said softly, "Help my mother, she's on the bridge and dying."

My mother was already dead when I said this.

Later, when he blamed himself so many times that he wanted to commit suicide, he remembered what Chu Cheng said in his ear at that time, "Hold on, live for your mother."

It was Chu Cheng's appearance that gave him a second life and the hope of living.

He didn't dare to tell Chu Cheng about these things. On the one hand, he didn't want to recall the past, and on the other hand, he felt that this emotion was too heavy for a stranger.

After one cigarette was burned out, the smell in the room dissipated, and Su Lanqiao lit a second cigarette.

There is nothing wrong with Ryan's proposal. In order to preserve the last memory of his mother, the fastest way is to get married by contract.

If this person was Chu Cheng, he would definitely agree immediately, but how can he make Chu Cheng nod.

During this period of time, he could feel that Chu Cheng was kind to him, but Su Lanqiao was not sure of his attitude.

If Chu Cheng didn't respond, he wouldn't take the road of contract marriage.Isn't it just for money to go around, if it doesn't work, find a way to threaten, and buy it back at a high price.

Su Lanqiao looked at the time, took a deep breath, decided to take a gamble, and pressed the call button for Chu Cheng with trembling fingertips.

The waiting process is very long, and every second is suffering.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Chu Cheng answered the phone and asked, "Why don't you talk?"

Su Lanqiao originally wanted to stimulate Chu Cheng, but the moment she heard his voice, her emotions collapsed instantly, and she choked up, "Mr. Chu, I don't have a father anymore."

"Little cat, are you crying?" Chu Cheng instantly understood the reason for his return to England, and his voice became softer, "Do you want a video, let me see you."

Su Lanqiao hummed and hung up the phone. After a while, Chu Cheng's video call request came over.

He pressed the button, looked at the person in the video with a pair of red eyes, couldn't hold back anymore, and cried and said, "I obviously hate him, but at the moment when he stopped breathing, I still so sad."

"I kept thinking on the plane back, if I didn't see him for the last time, would I regret it and blame myself?"

"My mother passed away early, and now he's gone too, and I'm the only one left. What should I do?"

Chu Cheng was dumbfounded, and he was not very good at comforting others, so he could only listen to him vent his emotions quietly.

Su Lanqiao was still rambling, "I don't care about any inheritance, but that house is the only memory of the three of us, and I can't give it to others."

"Okay, then I won't give it to you. Where are you now?" Chu Cheng made a wild guess after hearing what he said, and followed his words to appease him.

Su Lanqiao took out a piece of paper and wiped her face indiscriminately, "I'm in a hotel near the airport."

Chu Cheng pondered for a while, "Send me the location of the hotel and the room number."

Su Lanqiao didn't understand why Chu Cheng asked him for the address, so he sent a link and continued to cry.

After a while, feeling a little more stable, he remembered the purpose of his call.

Su Lanqiao gritted her teeth, looked at Chu Cheng on the other side of the screen, and said carefully, "To get the inheritance, I must find someone to marry, and I must do it as soon as possible. The housekeeper gave me a few suitable partners to choose from, and I plan to marry them tomorrow. Go talk."

"You want to find someone else to marry you?" Chu Chengwen's face turned cold, "Su Lanqiao has grown up."

Chu Cheng seldom called him by his full name. Su Lanqiao flinched in fright from his tone, and then said fearlessly, "Although it is a contract, we still have to guarantee our loyalty. Therefore, our bed partner relationship is also important. Let's call it a day."

"Okay, that's it." Chu Cheng said with a black face, gritted his teeth, hung up the video, and called Ling Feng, "Book me a ticket to London, the sooner the better."

Su Lanqiao was still staring blankly at the black screen of the phone, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and she didn't have time to wipe them away.

His heart skipped a beat, is this, playing off?