Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Chapter 102: Never forget (3)

Xie Sinian couldn't figure out the attitude of this son, and after a long silence, he said: "Your aunt has been helping with this matter all the time. She also found out the evidence including that year."

Xie Sui listened, mocking in his heart, and without answering him, his eyes fell on the surveillance.

In the picture, Xie Lingshu rose up to resist, but was still stopped by Qin Qiuyun. After inhaling the yellow powder, Xie Lingshu passed out slowly. Qin Qiuyun lowered her eyes, without the pleasure or joy of success on her face. Her expression turned white. She first supported the wall and retched. After vomiting for a long time, Qin Qiuyun took off her black gloves and wiped her mouth. She had a hatred and disgusted expression, murmured something in her mouth, and dragged Xie Lingshu's arm out.

From the perspective of God, he is a real lunatic.

Xie Sinian said: "I didn't think well at the time. I didn't know that Qin Qiuyun would specially arrange private detectives to follow me, and then follow the clues to find your mother."

The temperature of the air conditioner in the study was a bit high, and the coffee on the table was steaming hot. The pages turned and made a slight noise, accompanied by the man's deep regret.

Xie Sinian said: "I haven't regretted anything in my life, this is the only one."

Xie Sui was not interested in listening to his inner monologue, adjusted the monitoring and called out a few places Qin Qiuyun might go.

Qin Qiuyun has been the hostess of the Xie family for so many years and knows the terrain well. The oppressive and unfortunate marriage of the rich might really drive her crazy. She fell in love with the dark and fell in love with the blood. It was in the basement of the South City Hall that she slashed half of his mother's face with a knife.

Now also, dragging Xie Lingshu into an abandoned storage room underneath, using the key to open the door, the dusty old dark room was broken into, and the dust fell all over with the creak of the door.

"Even if I confessed to Joe Qiaoduo, the final result will not be like this. Your mother should hate me very much. You are the only thing she thinks about in the world. I compensate you for the sake of apologizing, for dozens Years later, I can go to see her peacefully."

"Okay, Dad." Xie Sui interrupted his affectionate self-report, smiling: "Would you like to watch the show with me?"

It was dark early in winter, but the banquet did not end. Colorful lights hung over the treetops, pink petals spread all over the ground, and balloons were tied into a bunch to create a romantic appearance.

The temperature became cold, and Song Wanying touched her arm, but she got goose bumps.

After looking around for Song Yu for a long time, she still couldn't find anyone. She walked to the house of Patriarch Xie. On the corridor, she saw someone running around in a hurry. It seemed that something went wrong.

She raised her eyebrows and listened carefully to their conversation. It seemed that today's protagonist was missing, neither in the room nor outside.

Xie Lingshu is missing?

Song Wanying took the champagne in her hand and took a sip. She can't have any particularly strong emotions about this kind of thing. Xie Jia, what happens is normal.

She still remembers the picture her best friend showed her. It was Father Xie's last wife, a female star in her early twenties. Her photos on the Internet are brilliant and pure, her eyes are ignorant of the world, and her smile is sweet and good-looking. It's probably because of "love" that she "does not know the world" to marry a man who can be her grandfather.