Chapter Seventy-Five: A Dream
The heavy rain was still pouring down on the earth, and the maid ran forward: "Miss, the car has been locked, and there is no way to open it." ”
Ye Ximo glanced at the car in front of her, and her eyes looked at the Winter Garden 103 on the side again, among the 103, it was pitch black, as if there was no one.
Immediately, she ran out along the avenue of the Winter Garden, and at this moment, on her face, she couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain, and the makeup on her face was washed by the raindrops that kept lapping down.
The maid also hurriedly followed, and in the long and quiet Winter Garden Avenue, there were only two of them at the moment......
"Chairman. In the Senhai Mansion, a hurried knock on the door was mixed with a sudden shout, if it was usual, no one would have called themselves so hastily, something must have happened.
Ye Fengchen's heart was already very uneasy, and he said loudly: "Come in." ”
The door was opened, and the housekeeper ran into the bedroom without bothering to change his shoes, looking at the night breeze in front of him, the housekeeper hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Chairman, something happened." ”
Ye Fengchen frowned and looked at the housekeeper who was standing in front of him at a loss, and then said, "What's the matter?"
"Chairman, there was a big car accident just now in the city......"
The butler paused as he spoke, his eyes a little scarlet.
Hearing this, Ye Fengchen's heart immediately became entangled, he knew what the housekeeper was going to say.
"Secretary-General, he's dead. ”
The words fell, and the room fell silent for a long time, and Ye Fengchen stretched out his hand, waved to the butler, and motioned for him to go out: "I know." ”
The housekeeper bowed slightly: "Please pay your respects, chairman." ”
After that, he walked out of the room, the whole room, once again only Ye Fengchen was left, the host's voice in the TV was still echoing in the room, Ye Fengchen walked to the window, pulled the curtains open, outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the flowers and trees are still so lush, in the night sky, the stars are constantly flickering, and his eyes are slightly moist.
He took out the phone from his pocket, he looked at the phone, hesitated slightly, and then pressed Lu Xiaokun's phone.
On the other side of the phone, Lu Xiaokun was still sitting in the office, looking around at this brief and luxurious place, the phone rang with the sound of pouring rain in his ears, he looked at his phone, even if it was late at night, his spirit was still very clear.
He picked up his mobile phone and looked at the number in front of him, he was naturally extremely clear, this phone number was Ye Fengchen's number.
In the office, the sound of heavy rain hitting the glass outside the window continued to enter the office, the lights in the office were still so bright, he picked up the phone, there was silence, for a long time, Ye Fengchen finally said: "The wind is dead." ”
Hearing this, Lu Xiaokun hesitated for a moment, and then he was unusually surprised: "How is it possible?"
"Heh......" Ye Fengchen snorted coldly and asked, his voice was as cold as ten thousand years of ice: "Could it be that you don't know yet?" Lu Xiaokun, let me tell you, Song Jiale's disappearance has absolutely nothing to do with me, if you want to hurt someone, it is enough to hurt me, why do you want to stretch out your hand to Lin Fengyan?"
The corners of Lu Xiaokun's mouth raised a smile, and he said, "Do you know that Lin Fengyan is dead, and he didn't deal with the aftermath in the first place, and he actually came to question me?"
Ye Fengchen said in a deep voice: "Lu Xiaokun, let me tell you, in the next few days, I can't make you feel better." ”
With that, Ye Fengchen hung up the phone and walked out of the door.
In the office, only the sound of rain continued to permeate it, Lu Xiaokun hung up the phone, he took out the key, opened the drawer on the right hand, he gently opened the drawer, and there was only one photo in the drawer.
Looking at the photo lying in the drawer, his eyes were also a little confused.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the office door, and he reacted quickly, locking the drawer as if nothing had happened.
He adjusted his condition, the knocking on the door continued, he didn't know, it was already early in the morning, and who else would come.
"Please come in. ”
As soon as the words fell, the door was pushed open, and in front of her, Jiang Ziqian walked in, at this moment, she seemed a little tired, looking at Lu Xiaokun in front of her, he cheered up: "It's so late, why don't you go back." ”
Lu Xiaokun sat on the chair, he raised his head to look at Jiang Ziqian who walked in front of him, and said, "Lin Fengyan is dead. ”
"What?" Jiang Ziqian was also surprised for a moment, "Dead?"
Lu Xiaokun frowned slightly: "Don't you know?"
Jiang Ziqian bit her lower lip slightly, and then said: "I just told my sister that Jiale's disappearance was related to that night Fengchen, but I never mentioned half of Lin Fengyan'......"
Lu Xiaokun looked at Jiang Ziqian in front of him, and his eyes gradually deepened: "Now you are satisfied." ”
"I ......" Jiang Ziqian's words became a little cramped, "I don't know why this happened, maybe it was an accident at all, why do you think that this matter is related to my sister." ”
Lu Xiaokun's face did not change, his face was so cold, for the first time in decades, he looked at his wife like this: "Do you think that the secretary general of Anshun Group, there are so many people around him, not to mention the entire Changche City, even if it is this country, who dares to kill him." ”
"Lu Xiaokun, don't go too far, he's just a secretary general. Jiang Ziqian immediately refuted that Lu Xiaokun's attitude made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
"What do you know!" Lu Xiaokun stood up and said loudly to Jiang Ziqian, "Do you know why your sister was rescued on the verge of death in the first place, do you know how much Lin Fengyan is to Anshun Group and Ye Fengchen?"
When the words fell, Jiang Ziqian took a step back, she smiled bitterly twice, and then said: "I don't know, I don't want to know, what's more, their Anshun Group has been hostile to our Mading RS Group for many years, who else can they be, and now, you are still helping Anshun Group?"
Lu Xiaokun's brows tightened, and as soon as he wanted to speak, Jiang Ziqian took the lead and said: "Lu Xiaokun, you still have the last eight days, have you done what you should do? I have been with you for decades, and now, you still have to do this to me." ”
After that, I saw Jiang Ziqian turn around and trot out of the office, and the door of the office was slammed shut.
The heavy rain is still so pouring, Night Ximo keeps running forward, suddenly, a beam of light appears in front of his eyes, only to see a car driving towards him, in the heavy rain, its speed is getting slower and slower, and then stopped beside Night Ximo, Night Ximo stopped, looking at the black car in the dark.
The car window gradually rolled down, and it was Mu Jingfan who appeared in front of him.
The lights in the car shone out, igniting a glimmer of light in the dark night, and the maid also followed, Mu Jingfan looked at the two people in front of him who were soaked in heavy rain, and immediately said, "Where are you going?"
Ye Ximo looked embarrassed, and she immediately said to Mu Jingfan: "Can you send me to the city, there was a huge car accident there." ”
"Get in the car. Mu Jingfan said immediately, Ye Ximo hurriedly opened the back door and sat down, Yan Mengyao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, squinted at Mu Jingfan on the side, and shook his head a little nervously.
Mu Jingfan didn't care about Yan Mengyao, so he turned around and drove towards the gate of Winter Garden.
On top of the car, the maid sat in the back row, he kept smoking the tissue handed over by Mu Jingfan, combing the already soaked hair for Ye Ximo, and the water droplets kept dripping down the sofa.
Yan Mengyao looked ahead, her eyes were so hollow, outside the glass, there was still heavy rain, and the road in front of her was extremely dim under the illumination of only a few lights.
"Where?" Mu Jingfan asked as he sat in the driver's seat, his eyes fixed on the front.
Ye Ximo didn't know the detailed address, he touched his pocket, the already soaked mobile phone couldn't be turned on, and after a moment of silence, Yan Mengyao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly spoke: "On the road outside the north gate of Chang Che Building. ”
Mu Jingfan glanced at Yan Mengyao with a slanted eye, with a slight anger in his eyes, and in an instant, he drove in that direction.
Yan Mengyao looked at everything in front of her, in the heavy rain, she seemed to feel something watching her, she didn't know why Mu Jingfan would give up Yan Lingxue and go to the city with Ye Ximo, she didn't know if she could complete the task given to her by Lin Ziheng, the vehicle kept driving towards the heavy rain, and her heart seemed to gradually cool down.
On the top of a high-rise building, Tan Shengmin stared at the vehicles that were constantly driving on the ground, his eyes at the moment were focused on the black car driven by Mu Jingfan, and the heavy rain was constantly pouring on him.
The car gradually drove out of his sight, and he was about to turn around and follow up, only to feel the rain falling from the sky suddenly become cold.
As soon as he turned around, a powerful force made him extremely painful, he couldn't help squatting down in pain, clutching his chest, in front of him, Yue Linglan gradually walked towards him.
"What do you want to do?" Tan Shengmin's voice couldn't help but tremble.
"Do you remember, not long ago, our agreement?" Yue Linglan's voice gradually became sharper, and the sound of the wind continued to whistle around Tan Shengmin.
Tan Shengmin used all his strength to watch Yue Linglan in front of him gradually approach him, and there was no blood on that ghostly face.