"......" Cheng Qiao was about to ask He Yan how his father was, when he suddenly heard this, he was shocked and didn't know how to comfort him for a while, and was silent for a moment before asking, "Are you okay?"

"No, you don't need to!" He Yan refused without thinking about it. He had a gut feeling that something was going on with his father, that he might be deeply involved, that he didn't want to involve innocent people, and that he didn't want to show his most vulnerable side in front of the woman he loved.

"That'...... Take good care of yourself......" Cheng Qiao's eyes were hot when he spoke, and he only felt uncomfortable in his heart, and he didn't know whether he was sad for He Yan's father's death, or worried about He Yan who lost his father, or both.

He Yan didn't say anything, closed his eyelids and said to himself silently in his heart: He Yan, now is not the time to drag the mud and water for a long time, you still have a lot of things to do. After a while, he took a long breath and tried to make his voice sound calm, "I see." After speaking, he hung up the phone decisively.

Cheng Qiao sat on the bed and held her mobile phone blankly, somehow remembering her father's death three years ago. At that time, she cried sadly, and He Yan stayed by her side, telling her that her father was gone, that her life would go on, and that he would take good care of her in the future. At this moment, I felt the same as him, and the tears couldn't help but fall in a loud voice.

The next time I saw He Yan was at He Yunsen's funeral. That day, Cheng Qiao wore a black long-sleeved dress, and her long hair was tied in a ponytail at the back of her head, looking neat and neat. She came to the He family's mansion with Wu Xiaoya and Yan Bo.

He Yan's uncle was mainly in charge of the scene, and employees of He Group were arranged to guard the door to help verify the identity of the registered guests who came to pay tribute and collect the funeral. As soon as He Yunsen was pushed out of the operating room, a reporter rushed to the scene and slapped the person who had just passed away, so angry that He Yan almost turned his face on the spot, and then the news of the death of the chairman of the He Group was published in the online media and newspapers, and the report was full of malice, so this arrangement was also to prevent reporters from mixing in and destroying the funeral.

Cheng Qiao walked to the carved iron fence door and handed over the funeral ceremony wrapped in a white envelope, which was a little bit of gratitude that Cheng Qiao asked Cheng Qiao to send to them after learning that He Yan's father had an accident. After Wu Xiaoya and Yan Bo had registered, the three of them went into the garden together and walked towards the mansion.

The further he walked in, the more nervous Cheng Qiao's heart became, his hands hanging down at his sides and clenching into fists, and his palms were sweating. Arriving at the door, her gaze swept down the hall. The spacious living room on the first floor is arranged as a mourning hall, and flowers in the center of the hall surround the black and white portrait of He Yunsen. didn't find He Yan's fucking figure, Cheng Qiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, after all, the two of them were not very happy before, and if they didn't meet, they could at least avoid embarrassment to each other.

They didn't come early, there were already a group of people who had incense and were saluting, He Yan was wearing an all-black suit and stood straight on the mourning hall, looking thinner and colder, and bowed mechanically to return the salute to the guests.

When this group of people went out, Cheng Qiao and the three of them stepped forward. After paying homage to the incense, Wu Xiaoya and Yan Bo chose to leave very interestingly, leaving the couple a little time to be alone.

Cheng Qiao walked straight up to He Yan, stared at the apricot eyes, bit his lip tightly and didn't speak, just looked at him. But I haven't seen it for a few days, the healthy luster on He Yan's face has disappeared, only a layer of miserable white skin remains, his eyes are deeply sunken, and his eye sockets are full of bloodshots, which makes Cheng Qiao feel more distressed the more he looks at it, and his eyes are also red, and he choked up and asked: "He Yan, you promised me, you said that you would take good care of yourself!"

He Yan stared at her steadily, opened his mouth, his lips moved, but he didn't make a sound. Then he opened his arms and took her into his arms, buried his head in her neck, and whispered, "Qiaoqiao, I'm sorry! I didn't want you to see me like this...... But I'm really tired, so tired!"

Cheng Qiao's hands were wrapped around his back, and he only felt that the person holding him seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and couldn't help asking, "How long have you not rested?"

He Yan said sullenly, "Three days and three nights...... I still have a lot of things to do and can't rest. ”

"Don't you want to die?" Cheng Qiao raised his head suddenly, his red eyes glaring at him angrily.

"Qiaoqiao, I feel sad. I am so tired...... But when I close my eyes, I can't sleep...... I can't believe any of the people of the He family!"

Cheng Qiao blinked, and intuitively felt that there was something in He Yan's words. Sure enough, the next moment, He Yan whispered in her ear, "This is a big conspiracy against the He family, and now it's my dad who has an accident, maybe ...... Maybe I'll be next!"

Cheng Qiao's body trembled, shook his head and shouted, "No! No! You must be thinking too much......

In fact, He Yan was not wrong. Feng Yuan sat in the private room of the clubhouse, holding a newspaper with the obituary of He Yunsen, the chairman of the He Group, on which he had died, and on the table in front of him were many wine bottles, some of which were empty.

Feng Yuan picked up a bottle of wine and laughed at the photo of He Yunsen in the newspaper, "Come, I salute you for finally dying! Only a dead enemy is a good enemy......" As he spoke, he drank the wine gurgling, and the wine bottle quickly bottomed out, he threw the empty bottle into a wine burp, and poked his fingers on the newspaper fiercely, "Let you go against me, die well, die well!" laughed for a while, and talked to himself coldly for a while, fortunately he was the only one in the room, otherwise he wouldn't be scared to death by being so fine.

Feng Yuan's heart was gone, and he was in a very happy mood, celebrating alone, drinking and drinking to get himself drunk, and his face flushed and he snorted when he fell on the sofa. I don't know how long he slept, and the mobile phone in his pocket kept ringing, waking him up.

Feng Yuan answered the phone impatiently, and when he heard the voice of Qi Lao on the other end, he was completely drunk, and nodded across the phone as if a dog saw his master, not to mention how respectful his tone was:"

Elder Qi, if you have anything to do, just tell me!"

Qi Lao's tone on the other end of the phone was not good, almost questioning him: "You are too ruthless this time." Two dead and two seriously injured, if this is investigated and a clue is revealed, you and I will not have a good time!"

Feng Yuan smiled, "Old Qi, when have I ever had a business trip?" Don't worry, I've already found a scapegoat!"

Qi Lao's tone softened a little: "It must be done neatly!"

"Yes! Yes!" Feng Yuan hurriedly replied.

After He Yunsen's funeral, He Yan finally slept well in the company of Cheng Qiao, and started a new battle the next day. Just like he said to Cheng Qiao, he couldn't trust He's people anymore, so he privately found a credit bureau to investigate the object of suspicion in his heart, and the name of Secretary Chen of the board of directors was also among them, and this investigation really found a problem.

He Yan called Secretary Chen to his office, and asked directly without giving the other party time to brew: "Secretary Chen, the chairman of the board of directors, you planned the grassroots condolence activities at the grassroots level during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the itinerary was also arranged, right?"

Secretary Chen's heart was tight, but he was able to serve as the secretary of the board of directors at a young age, mainly because he was flexible, and his brain reacted quickly, and he immediately replied confidently: "That's right, I arranged it." In previous years, it was also arranged like this, Mr. He, I don't know what the problem is?"

He Yan put his two hands together on the desk, stared at Secretary Chen and said unhurriedly: "The driver of the muck truck that caused the accident has been charged by the police, and the vehicle that caused the accident was found to be unqualified after being sent for inspection...... Secretary Chen, what do you think?"

"This ......" Secretary Chen's hand trembled, and then said loudly, "According to the group's latest "project vehicle management regulations", only the safety vehicles with complete procedures and annual inspection can be used on the project, I think this is the negligence of the project manager, and the group's project management department and administrative center have not fulfilled their regulatory responsibilities in the approval process, and should also bear the corresponding responsibility!"

"Well said! Well said! He is worthy of being the person who is valued in front of the chairman!" He Yan raised his hands and slapped them twice, hooked the corners of his mouth to reveal a cold smile, and changed his words, "I heard that you have been going to the Huxin Club a lot recently?"

As the name suggests, the Lake Center Clubhouse is on a lake, recruiting members in the name of a high-end club, but it is actually a hidden underground casino. Secretary Chen only felt a chill, his body trembled, cold sweat flowed down his forehead, and he said in his heart: Could it be that Mr. He already knows? No...... He couldn't admit it, he confessed that it was all over! clenched his fists and quibbled: "I've only played a few times under the introduction of a friend." ”

"How many times have you played?" He Yan squinted at him and said contemptuously, "I'm afraid it's more than that." I see you've been running out of money lately, haven't you?"

Secretary Chen said in his heart, he also regretted it, if he hadn't made a bad friend by mistake and plunged into the big pit of the casino, and owed a huge debt, he would not have dared to betray the chairman. It's just that now that the chairman is gone, he still has a great future, and he can't fold here, so he simply went out and said loudly: "Mr. He, whether I lack money or not has nothing to do with you, right? This is my private matter and work has nothing to do with it, and I refuse to answer your question!"

"Very good! very good!" He Yanpi said with a smile.

Secretary Chen's heart was weak for a while, and he lowered his head and said, "If you don't have anything else, I'll go out first!"

When he got out of He Yan's office, Secretary Chen was a thief, and he always felt that his secrets were exposed, and every employee didn't seem to be right when he looked at him, and they all hid their suspicions, what should I do? He panicked, ran to the rooftop of the top floor in one breath, and saw that no one was around, and quickly took out his mobile phone and called the other party: "Hey, Brother Quan, when will you give me the rest of the money, the matter I revealed to you may have been exposed, and I will definitely not be able to stay in He's ......?"

The other party said with a hippie smile: "Hey, Xiao Chen, I don't know what kind of shit luck you kid has taken, our boss said that you helped him solve the big trouble in his heart for many years, I want to thank you personally, you will go to the Huxin Club at nine o'clock tonight to withdraw the money!"

Secretary Chen was overjoyed when he heard this: when he got the money, he applied to immigrate abroad and never returned to this ghost place!

What he didn't know was that as soon as he hung up the phone, He Yan received a message.

"Boss He, you used this trick well, and the one surnamed Chen really contacted the other party. "The people from the credit bureau hired by He Yan sued him.

"Who is the other party?" He Yan asked coldly.

"We found out that the other party's name is Li Quan, and he is a manager of the Huxin Club. Of course, this is only his superficial identity, and I will send you the specific information by email immediately!"