Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Chapter 933 Qianqian

Lin Zhiyi calmed down and took out the envelope from her bag.

She originally wanted to find a private time to give it to Xia Wan and have a good chat.

Now it seems that Xia Wan probably doesn't want to have a good talk with her.

I don't know whether what I said just now was a test or a threat.

Lin Zhiyi had no idea what Xia Wan was intending.

This photo may have other uses if I keep it for now.

Thinking about it, Lin Zhiyi opened the photos again and looked through them.

This time she looked more carefully and discovered that the woman in the photo was wearing a ring on her hand.

She was not familiar with other things, but she was familiar with jewelry.

I recognized it at a glance. This was the ring Xia Wan was wearing when she was stroking the necklace in the mirror just now.

This is not an ordinary piece of jewelry. It looks simple, but it is a custom-made high-end classic.

If something happens to the Xia family, this ring should be worth a lot of money.

Why didn't Xia Wan's mother take it out but left it to Xia Wan instead?

While Lin Zhiyi was thinking, Gong Chen called.

"Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"

"Xia Wan just came."

Lin Zhiyi didn't say anything about rebirth and the ring.

It’s been so long since the photo was taken, it’s hard to say whether Xia Wan’s ring is the one in the photo.

Gong Chen asked: "What does she want you to do?"

"It was about the jewelry. It seemed like she was testing why I was not in the studio yesterday. Don't worry, she's gone. Nothing happened."

"I'll be there soon. Let's have dinner together and go to the sanatorium in the afternoon." Gong Chen felt a little relieved.

"Yeah. See you later then."

Twenty minutes later, Gong Chen went downstairs.

After Lin Zhiyi explained everything, he got into the car.

The two went to a nearby restaurant for dinner.

Gong Chen raised his eyes to look at her and asked, "Why are you so worried?"

Lin Zhiyi asked: "Third Master, why do we feel that Xia Wan is seeking revenge?"

Gong Chen was suspicious: "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"We think this way probably because the Xia family is harmonious, the husband and wife are loving, and the children are filial. What if it's not the case?" Lin Zhiyi asked back.

"Tell me about it." Gong Chen spoke with interest.

Lin Zhiyi thought about it and took out the photo of the woman and pointed to the ring on her hand.

"This ring is worth more than one million. Even now, this classic style is becoming more expensive. But I remember that President Xia committed suicide by jumping off a building because she had no money. The three of them, mother and daughter, had a hard time living in Lancheng. Why didn't Mother Xia sell the ring to tide over the difficulties, but let herself die, leaving the two children alone?"

Gong Chen picked up the photo and looked at it again and again.

No one noticed this at the time.

"Could it be that President Xia gave it to her? As a couple, maybe she wanted to keep a souvenir."

"And then you don't care about your own children?"

Lin Zhiyi is also a mother, and she felt she had no other options, so she decided to not even think about selling the ring.

Even if she had to sell her blood, she would find a way to survive.

Only by surviving can there be a chance and children can have someone to rely on.

However, she is not Xia Wan's mother after all.

Perhaps Xia Wan's mother had some unavoidable reasons.

Gong Chen speculated: "Do you think the Xia family might have some hidden secrets? Maybe it's not as simple as bankruptcy?"

"Yeah." Lin Zhiyi nodded.

"It seems I have no choice but to go see him."

Gong Chen put down the photo. He was very indifferent about going to see the old man.

Lin Zhiyi picked up some dishes for him and said, "Don't think too much. Just treat it as a visit. After all, you won't feel at ease until the current situation is resolved."

"Ah."

After dinner, the two of them drove to the nursing home.

As a result, the old man was the only one in the ward.

Gong Chen frowned slightly.

Lin Zhiyi hurriedly called the nurse.

"Didn't the Gong family hire a nurse for the old man? Why did they leave him alone in the ward?"

The nurse looked at Gong Chen and explained, "Don't worry, Third Master. We will come back every half an hour to check on the situation in the ward. As for the nurse, she usually comes in the afternoon. Because the old man likes to read books and drink tea in the morning and doesn't like to be disturbed. Once the nurse appears, he will be in a bad mood."

Lin Zhiyi stood at the door and watched the old man sitting on the small balcony reading quietly. She thought it was good not to be disturbed.

Gong Chen waved his hand and the nurse nodded and left.

Then he walked into the room.

Lin Zhiyi followed him, looking around the room, and found many decorations that did not belong in a nursing home.

I didn't expect this caregiver to be so warm.

The old man's room is a suite with a large living room connected to an open study.

Then comes the master bedroom.

The overall color is relatively simple and looks a bit monotonous.

But at this moment the room is full of warm colors.

There are fabric cushions on the sofa, a tablecloth on the table, and exquisite household tableware.

The study is filled with the old man's favorite books, and on the table are the four writing tools he often uses.

There are also paintings on the walls.

If I hadn't come here from the nursing home first, I would have thought this was someone's home.

Lin Zhiyi tugged at Gong Chen's sleeve, motioning him to look at the furnishings.

Gong Chen stared at the smoking incense burner on the table.

"He hates rosin the most. No matter how stupid a person is, he can't like something he doesn't like."

Lin Zhiyi looked at the old man who was reading a book and whispered, "But the old man didn't react. Does he really not like it? And that pillow, I didn't realize until I walked in that it looked like a pattern that only a woman would buy."

During the conversation, the old man heard the noise and turned around.

He looked at Gong Chen and immediately stood up when he saw Lin Zhiyi.

"Where are the stars?"

Lin Zhiyi and Gong Chen were stunned for a moment.

The old man would never have cared about the stars in the past, but this time he was particularly unusual.

Gong Chen said calmly: "Go to school."

The old man frowned and said, "Send it out, send it out quickly."

Gong Chen, who was originally indifferent, showed visibly anger on his face when he heard this.

"She is my daughter. It is not your turn to send her away."

The old man seemed not to understand. He walked past Gong Chen, grabbed Lin Zhiyi and shook her hard a few times.

"Go! Go!"

Lin Zhiyi didn't expect that the old man would still be so strong even when he was sick.

No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't get free.

Gong Chen clenched his fists and exerted force gently.

Seeing this, Lin Zhiyi hurriedly stopped him: "Don't! Third Master, don't mess around."

She immediately looked at the old man and shouted, "Qianqian! Qianqian!"

The old man let go of Lin Zhiyi.

He stared at Lin Zhiyi in disbelief and asked, "How do you know her? Who are you? Were you sent by her?"

Lin Zhiyi rubbed his aching arm and asked in pain, "Who sent you?"

"Yes……"

The old man stopped talking and just looked at Lin Zhiyi intently.

Then it was as if I had just woken up from a dream.

"Lin Zhiyi?"

"It's me, old man. What did you want to say just now?" Lin Zhiyi asked.

The old man's eyes gradually cleared up, and he pursed his lips: "What can I say to you?"

Lin Zhiyi had no choice but to shut up.

Gong Chen asked, "What about Qianqian?"