*****

The next day, early in the morning.

Zi Yao was still asleep, and was awakened by a quick knock on the door, got up and opened the door, Fang Jiamu flashed in, and when he saw that it was him, Zi Yao's expression became a little indifferent.

"Something?"

Fang Jiamu closed the door and pulled Zi Yao's arm to the living room.

Turn on the TV with the remote control, it is the time of the morning news, and a case discovered this morning is being reported on Kyoto TV, Zi Yao knows that it is Zong Xueyi's matter with a sweep, but she doesn't understand why Fang Jiamu is so excited.

The voice on the TV quickly broadcast, "At about five o'clock this morning, the Kyoto Police Station received a report from a woman that a man died in Building 12, District B, Ronghua Villa in our city.

After the police arrived at the scene, after investigation, the deceased was the eldest son of Xia real estate tycoon Zong Zhengchun - Zong Xueyi, the time of death was about 1 am today, the cause of death was not announced by the police, but the possibility of homicide has been ruled out. ”

Zi Yao looked up at Fang Jiamu beside her suspiciously, "You came early in the morning to let me see the dead?"

Fang Jiamu looked at Zi Yao with an innocent face and narrowed his eyes, "Do you know who he is?"

"I know, there is no one in the capital who doesn't know Zongdashao!"

Fang Jiamu's eyes flashed with coldness, "The party you attended last time was organized by him behind the scenes, I said that you should understand!"

Zi Yao paused and turned around to look at Fang Jiamu seriously, "How do you know?"

Fang Jiamu didn't dodge, still staring at Zi Yao's eyes, "Because I was in a hurry to see him that day, I also went to that villa, and it was because of this that I saw you again." ”

"Why did you go to that villa?"

Fang Jiamu didn't answer, his brows trembled slightly, he took a deep breath, turned around and walked to the sofa, and pulled off his tie, as if the cold air in the room made him a little unbearable.

Zi Yao's gaze never left him, and this performance showed that he knew where he had gone a long time ago.

"He told you where I was, and then threatened to make some of my videos public if you didn't come, so you went, didn't you?"

Although it was a question sentence, the answer was obvious, Fang Jiamu pursed his lips and nodded, "Yes, I was negotiating with him, and then I learned the news of his death this morning." ”

Fang Jiamu grabbed Zi Yao's arms, and Zi Yao was restrained and sat on the sofa, "Shanshan told me, does his death have anything to do with you?"

Zi Yao looked into his eyes and stared at him for a long time, "Actually, you already had the answer when you asked me this question, so my answer is no longer important."

Mr. Fang Jiamu, you can leave now, either act as if nothing happened, or call the police now and let the police intervene in the investigation, I don't think there is any need for you to interrogate?"

Zi Yao broke free from Fang Jiamu's restraints, stood up and smoothed her loose hair, and opened the door to the room.

Fang Jiamu shook his body and got up, "Shanshan, I don't mean anything else, I just want to ......"

He raised his hand to block his words, "Don't say anything like being good for me or protecting me, I, Cheng Shanshan, am just Cheng Shanshan, not anyone's accessory, not a weak flower, I can protect myself and the Cheng family."

It's good to go, but not to send. ”

Fang Jiamu had just left the room, Zi Yao slammed the door shut, this Fang Jiamu should stay away in the future, and immediately dialed Cheng's father's phone.

"Dad, don't let Fang Jiamu bring me food in the future, I will go back after the renovation of the house. ”

Cheng's father was stunned, "What's wrong with your cousin Jiamu?"

"No, I just think that people can't live in the memory of more than ten years ago, which makes people feel very scary, not to mention that my father takes care of himself, and calls me when the decoration is complete. ”

The daughter is so sensible, Cheng's father naturally can't be embarrassed, so he hung up the phone.

And Fang Jiamu, who was standing outside the door, also heard Zi Yao's phone call through the door, he pursed his lips and frowned, what Shanshan said just now was not wrong, he may not be able to accept Shanshan's appearance now.

After all, when she received a threatening call from Zong Xueyi before, she had already thought of the worst, and all the negotiations and compromises she made were to protect the beauty of that memory, and she didn't know what happened just now, so she repeatedly asked her if Zong Xueyi's death had anything to do with her.

With a long sigh, he turned around and took the elevator downstairs, and as soon as he arrived at the underground parking lot, he walked to the front of the car and didn't get into the car, a strong feeling of dizziness made him fall instantly, and his head hit the body hard.

When Fang Jiamu opened his eyes again, he was already in the hospital.

No, now that he woke up was no longer the original Fang Jiamu, the soul of the gods in his body had been awakened, and all the memories came flooding back.

He sat up suddenly, and was stunned when he saw the clothes on his body, as if he was still immersed in the moment when Zi Yao was broken in the previous life, he held back the tears in his eyes and closed his eyes, it was good to know that she was still alive in this world.

After smoothing out Fang Jiamu's memory, Shangshen's face turned a little dark, although this person has feelings for Cheng Shanshan, he has always liked to worry about the young Shanshan, lifted the quilt and sat up, and ripped off all the monitoring equipment and needles on his body.

A little nurse watched him walk out of the ward, "Hey, Fang Dong, your body hasn't recovered yet, and you have to rest in bed for the time being." ”

The god had a look on his face, "You know me?"

The little nurse nodded, "You are in Renai Hospital now, this is the Fang family's property!"

The god nodded in a trance, took out his mobile phone and dialed the assistant's number.

*****

After Fang Jiamu left, Ziyao still appeared in the classroom as usual, and the morning news report did not cause a sensation in the school, after all, Zongxue is not so well-known in Kyoto University.

However, at noon, Zi Yao did not leave, but followed the crowd to the restaurant, such an action naturally attracted Hu Yiyun's attention, and she followed gently beside Zi Yao, she needed to help Han Zishi create opportunities.

Zi Yao and Hu Yiyun ordered a good meal in Restaurant No. 1 and found a seat near the TV screen, after all, this is the most expensive restaurant in the school, so there are not many people, and soon several dishes are served.

Spicy chicken, stir-fried beef, braised pork and Buddha jumping over the wall, the chopsticks in Hu Yiyun's hand paused slightly, Ziyao raised her eyes and glanced at her, "Why don't you like it?"

Hu Yiyun was a little excited, you must know that Cheng Shanshan had never asked herself, and she was a little flattered by such a concerned sentence, and hurriedly waved her hand.

"I don't like it, I just think it's all such delicious dishes, I don't know where to start!"

The expression on Zi Yao's face relaxed, and it was rare to be interested in explaining to her.

"The heat of the spicy chicken is not good, some are too dry and the taste is average, and the beef is also a problem, but the Buddha jumping over the wall and the braised pork are still good, the soft and fragrant melt in the mouth, the color and taste are very good, and the craftsmanship is not lost to the chef of the five-star hotel. ”