67 Truth
After seeing the newspaper, Ao Tianji's emotions were quite complicated, with shock and suspicion, in short, mixed tastes.
"I think this is simply Wan Yinxi deliberately written like this, our Ao family has just fallen into a crisis, Xiaoji has just had a car accident, she can't get sick sooner rather than later, but at this time, it's too much of a coincidence, right? Okay, take 10,000 steps back, she really got sick, so why did she leave without saying a word, as soon as she left, she would leave for three years, and why did the Wan family block the news? ”
At the Ao family's dining table, Long Ruotong was the first person to express his opinion indignantly after reading the newspaper.
Ao Rui put down the newspaper and looked at his son with sharp black eyes, different from Long Ruotong's anger, he had a calm attitude, and the problems pointed out were also to the point: "Even if Wan Yinxi is seriously ill, with Wanjia's net worth of billions three years ago, it won't even be enough money for Wan Yinxi's treatment, so he won't save us from death, right?" ”
The meaning of his reminder is obvious, which kind of treatment for a serious illness will cost billions of yuan in a short period of time?
Don't say that in a short period of time, even the whole treatment process may not reach such a height.
If the cost of treating a serious illness is as high as billions of yuan, then countless people die every year due to serious illnesses in China, and China's population will still swell like this?
Silent.
The living room was so quiet that you could hear it as if a silver needle had fallen to the ground.
After a long time, Ao Tianji slowly raised a pair of deep black eyes, calmly looking at his parents who were sitting opposite him, staring at him nervously.
He spoke clearly and in a clear voice: "Dad, Mom, don't worry, it's been three years, and I can't grow at all." ”
Long Ruotong's nervous expression faded, turned into a relieved smile on his face, and praised: "Son, good look, worthy of being my good son." ”
"That Xia Xue," Ao Rui asked another question seriously: "Is it really a full-time mistress?" ”
Ao Tianji's expression was slightly stunned, and when he was about to open his mouth to answer his father's question, the mobile phone in his pocket happened to ring at this time.
He pulled out his chair and strode to the floor-to-ceiling window before pressing the answer button: "Hey? ”
"President, I've already found out what happened to you and Xia Xue that night." It was Kevin's call.
His tone was slightly solemn.
Ao Tianji was stunned for a moment, and then said simply: "Say." ”
"That night, the whole design department celebrated in the Xincheng Hotel, Xia Xue was too drunk, and after a few glasses of wine, she got drunk first, and the room that other colleagues booked for her was 1006 ......."
Kevin paused as he said this.
The hotel where I stayed that night was also the Xincheng Hotel. Ao Tianji's shrewd brain was spinning rapidly, thinking about all possibilities.
After a while, Kevin's slightly solemn voice sounded again: "In other words, Xia Xue may have read the wrong room number and gone to the wrong room, and inexplicably replaced the woman I didn't send to you for the president because of urgency." ”
Kevin thought of the possibility, Ao Tianji naturally thought of it, but when he heard Kevin analyze it in person, he was still shocked.
He suddenly remembered what Xia Xue had said to him when he met and confronted Xia Xue in the office for the first time: "President, last night's incident was an accident, I got drunk and entered the wrong room, everything is my fault." ”
He still remembered that not only did he not believe her, but he also humiliated her mercilessly.
He shouldn't have doubted that the pain and greenness of Xia Xue that night was not disguised at all.
His mood at the moment was even more complicated than when he saw the newspaper just now.
It's as if what I've been holding on to for a long time has become unrecognizable in an instant, like a magnificent building collapsing with a bang......