What is the truth?

Xia Yu didn't dare to imagine that there could be such a ruthless person in the world who killed his daughter.

Or, Zhang Muying is not Zhang Mingde's biological daughter at all.

He was cuckolded, so he wanted to kill Zhang Muying's biological mother first, and then kill her?

The first is easy to understand, a successful person like Zhang Mingde, a winner in life, may buy a murderer because of Zhang Muying's mother's cheating.

But if he really doesn't like Zhang Muying's daughter, why should he raise her for more than 20 years to do this?

Doesn't make sense.

Xia Yu gasped.

But none of that matters.

Because it's over.

When Zhang Muying kills Zhang Mingde, everything will be over.

......

"There's a guest at home, right?"

Zhang Mingde looked over here.

Xia Yu hurriedly stood up, "Uncle Zhang, I am Zhang Muying's junior high school classmate, my name is Xia Yu." ”

Aunt Liang gave Zhang Mingde a meaningful look.

Zhang Mingde smiled understandingly.

"Hello, I'm Mu Ying's father," Zhang Mingde walked over and shook Xia Yu's hand.

After saying hello, Aunt Liang helped Xiaoqiong upstairs, and only Zhang Mingde and the maid Xiaoling were left in the living room, entertaining Xia Yu.

A great opportunity.

Xia Yu thought so.

"Oh, Xia Yu, Xia Qingshui's son, I hugged you when you were a child. Zhang Mingde laughed.

Xia Yu's face was a little cramped, "Yes, we were next-door neighbors at that time, and Zhang Muying would occasionally come to our house to play." ”

"That's a good idea, but it's a pity that we moved away later. Zhang Mingde sighed.

I don't know the memories that touched him, Zhang Mingde's eyes were slightly distracted.

He sat quietly on the sofa, sipping tea, and Zhang Muying behind him gradually approached him.

Zhang Mingde was still talking, "Wow, time flies really fast, I remember that you were only so little at the time, and now you have grown so big." ”

"That's right," Xia Yu nodded, "It's 22." ”

His eyes were firmly fixed on Zhang Mingde's back.

Zhang Muying trembled, unable to suppress the anger in her heart, and gradually approached her father.

One step, two steps.

She came to the back of Zhang Mingde.

Drops of water trickled down her hand, her entire face twisted.

Zhang Muying stretched out his hand to Zhang Mingde.

Finally......

It's going to end...... Is it?

Xia Yu was a little afraid to look at this scene.

However, what made him feel strange was that although Zhang Muying was angry, she did not make a move.

Or rather, there was another force in her heart that was restraining her.

"Do you think it's a little cold in the room?" Zhang Mingde smiled, "Xiaoling, please bring a few blankets to put your feet on." ”

While Zhang Mingde was speaking, Zhang Muying kept standing behind him, his hands were very close to Zhang Mingde's neck, but he never started.

It was at this time that Xia Yu suddenly thought of a possibility.

Maybe it's the only possibility.

"Uncle Zhang, do you have cameras in your home?" Xia Yu asked.

"Huh?" Zhang Mingde was a little strange, but he still responded, "Except for the bedroom and bathroom, there are cameras everywhere, mainly for security." ”

"And around the pool, too?"

......

At first, Zhang Mingde did not agree to let Xia Yu see the previous surveillance records, which were the night Zhang Muying fell into the water, but under the persuasion and insistence of Bai Siyan (using Zhang Muying's body), Zhang Mingde agreed to show them the surveillance records.

He kept it just in case, to give an explanation to those who like to chew the root of their tongue.

Seeing the surveillance records, Zhang Muying took a step back in disbelief.

That night, the door of the balcony was opened, and Zhang Muying staggered out alone.

The time was 1:20 a.m.

In the living room, Aunt Liang and Xiao Qiong were asleep, and no one noticed.

Zhang Muying walked by the pool and accidentally fell down.

......

That's the truth.

It's both simple and harrowing.

"Is it right that Zhang Muying can sleepwalk?" Xia Yu asked.

Zhang Mingde was stunned for a moment.

Then he nodded.

He reached out and put his arm around Bai Siyan's shoulder.

"This child may be under a lot of mental stress, and sleepwalking should have started recently. Usually I help her lock the doors and windows at home, but this night was too negligent. ”

Xia Yu's eyes remained motionless and looked at Zhang Muying who was standing behind Zhang Mingde.

She was soaking wet, standing there with her head bowed, but she couldn't think of anything.

The process of sleepwalking, as well as the experience after drinking and breaking, will not remain in the memory.

No wonder Bai Siyan and she don't know the truth.

Zhang Mingde looked at Bai Siyan with some self-reproach, "I thought the sky had fallen, but she came back to life." I feel like God still favors me. ”

"No, you don't. ”

Xia Yu shook his head, "Your daughter is dead. ”

"What?"

Zhang Mingde had a little anger in his tone, but he looked back at Bai Siyan tenderly, and gently held her hand, "Mu Ying is obviously standing here in a dignified manner. ”

Bai Siyan broke free of his hand and took a step back, "No, I'm not your daughter. She's ......."

She raised a finger and pointed behind Zhang Mingde.

"What...... ......"

Zhang Mingde's face was full of confusion, and he didn't move what she was talking about.

But he still looked in the direction of Bai Siyan's finger.

That's when the lights in the room suddenly dimmed.

Tick.

A drop of water falls low to the ground and makes a splash.

Tick.

A white figure appeared in the darkness.

Tick.

In front of Zhang Mingde's eyes, the white figure, with two long black hairs covering his face, hung down to his chest.

Tick.

She looked up.

Two eyes stared at him deadly.

Zhang Mingde instinctively clutched his heart and took a step back.

But he realized something right away.

"Mu Ying, are you Mu Ying?"

Zhang Muying's whole body trembled, and he took a step forward.

There was endless resentment in her eyes.

At the same time, there is another emotion.

The two emotions were intertwined, leaving her with no way to take further action.

Zhang Mingde turned his head and looked at Bai Siyan with some sadness and some unacceptability, "If this is my daughter, then what are you?"

Bai Siyan opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"Savior. ”

Xia Yu said for her.

"Savior?" Zhang Mingde had a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"She and I are actually here to avenge Zhang Muying. ”

Xia Yu said calmly.

But the heart is turbulent.

Things have evolved to this point, and he still has one last puzzle to solve-

The last one, what is Zhang Muying's obsession.

"She is not obsessed with death, because to some extent, Zhang Muying is equivalent to accidentally falling into the water. Xia Yu's eyes looked at Zhang Muying.

The latter's whole body trembled.

"She came to you, Zhang Muying's obsession is, why did you kill her mother. You've kept her in a state of hatred for years, and you're in a love-hate affair with you. ”

Xia Yu said to Zhang Mingde.

"I ......"

Zhang Mingde's eyes were a little moist, and he didn't dare to look at Zhang Muying's eyes.

Sorrow is greater than fear.

Now Zhang Mingde hung his head and was a little lonely.

"All I can say is that although the accident was an accident, it was caused by me. Zhang Mingde squeezed out a smile sadly, "I betrayed her, so Xiaowen drove my car out in anger." ”

When he said this, his whole body trembled with discomfort.

Zhang Mingde raised his hand and covered his face.

Tears flowed down her fingers.

There was silence in the room, but it was very quiet.

The moonlight outside the house poured in, stretching the shadows of several people diagonally.

"Can you believe it?"

Xia Yu asked Zhang Muying.

The latter lowered his head and did not speak.

"Whether you believe him or not, no matter how much you hate him, it's your freedom. Xia Yu walked over and wanted to hold her hand, but his hand passed through Zhang Muying's body.

"I just want to tell you one thing. Xia Yu looked at Bai Siyan, then at Zhang Mingde, and finally his eyes fell on Zhang Muying's body, "He, your father, he has pancreatic cancer, and he can only live for half a year at most, or less." ”

Zhang Muying raised his head.

"The choice is back to you. It's just a little sooner for him to finish, or a little later. It's up to you. ”

After Xia Yu finished speaking, he stepped back.

At this moment, Zhang Muying's whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Splashes of water peeled off her body layer by layer.

It's like a beautiful long dress.

And Zhang Muying's face also began to return to normal.

......