I went back to the pantry, picked up the notebook and continued to read, each small record of what had happened back then, not very clear, but allowing me to roughly copy a shape. From here, I know the hardships of his entrepreneurship, as well as his love for my mother and me.

When I saw the third record related to this land, I completely understood what had happened back then. The record is not long, but it is simple and clear: the money is gathered, and I will go to the imperial capital next week to sign a contract, and I am afraid that I can only deal with bad debts if I take such a piece of land that is beyond the reach of the whip and has no policy support to allow development. But in this way, Xiaojiao can be regarded as paying off Brother Lin's favor, and I am happy when she is happy. I always feel that I owe him something, and it's not good. The right to buy peace of mind with this money. As for the expansion of the company, I will take my time in the future.

When I saw He Zelin's name, I felt as if I had touched something. At that time, He Zelin had a difficult operation, so he bought a rotten piece of land in his hand to my father in exchange for funds. I think there will be a follow-up to this piece of land. But until I saw the last page of the notebook in my hand, I didn't see any records related to He Zelin, let alone that piece of land, just like my father really forgot about that piece of land after buying it back.

I am a stubborn and impatient person, and when I know that things begin, I must know the results. It doesn't matter if I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, or if I want a tendon, everything must be made clear in black and white is unchangeable, my character.

I pinched my eyebrows and continued to rummage through the contents of the box, trying to see what the last piece of land had been disposed of, in which lot it was located on, and why my father hadn't said a word to me until he died.

I was only 10 years old when this happened, according to the date on my notepad, when real estate development was just taking off, and there were many reckless people who rushed into the real estate market and didn't make any money, and then quickly withdrew. The reason is that the government's land grant policy has changed, and those who are not good at the sight of the situation immediately retreated.

I don't know much about the real estate market, if I am not mistaken, the harsh policy winter after the rise of real estate was the year when my father bought the land in He Zelin's hands. What is happening to this land? What happened to it later? If the property rights of the land were still in my father's hands, then I would be worth hundreds of millions of dollars right now. It should be able to help He Liancheng.

But, subconsciously, I know that if the land is still there, my father will not mention a word.

In the months when Chu Yi and I divorced, my father happened to encounter a bottleneck in his business, as if he had sold a lot of assets at a low price in exchange for keeping the company, and finally came to a loss-making business, which could not be maintained in the end.

At this moment, I suddenly felt that I was happy back then, even if my marriage failed, I had parents who really loved me. The low point in my life that I thought I was actually one of the rare and happy times in my life.

At that time, I didn't notice anything, and all I thought about was hatred for Chu Yi. It was hatred that made me ignore my parents' efforts.

Now that I think about it, I really don't know what happened back then? I vaguely remember that the lead was a breach of a contract, paying liquidated damages five times higher than the contract amount, and the company's capital chain was broken all of a sudden, and then my father began to raise money day and night.

But no matter what I encountered outside, my father didn't say a word when he came home, he still talked to me happily, served me vegetables, and said softly, Nannan, don't worry, my father can support you for a lifetime when you come back.

Recalling the first qiē of the year, although the time has passed, the picture is clear.

I paused for a moment to calm my mind again and move on to the second notepad.

I just turned the first page, the door of the storage room was pushed open from the outside, and I looked up and saw He Liancheng standing at the door looking at me strangely and asking, "You don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing here?" ”

I didn't expect him to come back, so I stood up a little surprised and said, "Why did you come back?" ”

He looked at the box I had opened, walked over and pulled me and asked, "Miss your dad?" ”

"I looked through it and found that my dad and your dad seemed to know each other, but they never heard your dad talk about it, do you have any impression?" I flipped open the notepad in my hand, and read to him the pages I folded up one by one.

After hearing this, his expression became even more strange: "Could it be the same name?" I never mentioned it to my dad. After some time, I looked for an opportunity to ask. ”

"Okay." I answered, put the notepad back, and resealed the box.

He Liancheng was tall, and he put the box back on the shelf without raising his hand on a stool, and said as if he had just thought of something: "I shouldn't know each other, you think that the two of us have been for so long, my father should know your identity, or know whose daughter you are." If it's an old friend, why don't you never mention it? And still oppose us so much? ”

"I don't know." I shook my head and turned to go out.

When I arrived in the living room, I found that He Liancheng did not come out, and I walked back to the door of the storage room, and saw him standing in a daze, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

"What do you think of?" I asked.

He immediately shook his head and denied it, saying, "I didn't think of anything, let's get out." ”

I saw his expression and obviously thought of something but refused to say it, and I couldn't help but think deeply and feel my heart move: under what circumstances would he know that he was the daughter of an old man but didn't break it, and insisted on opposing the two of us being together? Why is it that after my father's death, there were fewer obstacles from him?

The thought was like a blow to the head that made me unable to deal with it, and I stood there a little distracted.

What I can think of, He Liancheng must be able to think of it, his expression was ugly just now, must he have thought of this?

But he didn't bother with my expression anymore, came over and pulled me out of the storage room and said, "Tell me about going back today." ”

"You asked directly?" I asked. Since no evidence has been found for what happened back then, let's not discuss it too much for the time being.

He Liancheng told me that he went back and asked He Zelin directly why he recognized He Xiao, and He Zelin said that it was because his health was not as good as before, and he wanted to keep an obedient child by his side. He Liancheng asked angrily at the time whether he was worthy of his mother. He Zelin said directly, if you don't do it against me like this, how can I let He Xiao take care of this? In the original plan, He Xiao will always be your deputy.

After he finished speaking, his face became more angry, and I asked, "So how did you talk in the end?" ”

"I broke up unhappily, I am now more and more unable to understand his methods, and he also dislikes my son more and more." He Liancheng smiled bitterly.

"How's the pregnant one?" I asked.

"Oh, miscarriage. It was because of her miscarriage that this matter was quickly put on the agenda, if it weren't for this, the old man felt that he would be old and strong, and he would definitely have another son. He Liancheng closed the door of the storage room and said to me, "After a busy day, my heart is very upset, wash and sleep." ”

"What are you going to do next?" I ignored his words, wondering if he had a plan, and his final choice was me or career?

"I'll talk about it tomorrow, I haven't thought about it yet." When he saw that I refused to move, he let go of his hand to wash, and I was a little surprised to see that he was as calm as a human being. In his heart, the last wish of his deceased mother is more important than anything else, and according to his character, he will never be so calm, unless he has already taken measures.

Something in my heart, even if my body is so tired that I can't sleep, I can't sleep when I lie on the bed, I can't sleep anymore, He Liancheng probably can't sleep, he pressed me into his arms and whispered: "Are you super energetic?" ”

"No, I'm worried about you." I replied.

He stopped talking, rolled over and pressed me, and his hands restlessly began to take off my pajamas.

"Don't do that, I really don't want to." I'm not in the mood for anything now, and I said as I grabbed his wrist that slipped to the neckline.

"Don't turn me down." Although his hand stopped and no longer stretched out into his clothes, his mouth was not honest, and the octopus sucked like a suction cup, which made me a little dizzy.

The smell of him in my mouth and nose, heavy and possessive, surrounded me, and just as he was about to take a step further, I suddenly became clear as a needle pricked in my mind, and grabbed him and said, "Don't, don't today!" ”

There are too many things that happened today, the conversation with Shi Lan, Shen Mo's deliberate reminder, He Liancheng went home, and He Xiao recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors. Not only was I physically tired, but I also had a lot of ups and downs, no matter how deliberately gentle he was, I didn't feel anything.

"Really?" He asked.

Having been in bed for so long, I knew his reaction, his body had been fully mobilized. But I really didn't want to, let alone pretend to feel at this time, wronged myself to please him, and decisively refused: "Don't, really don't, sleep!" ”

I pushed him down, rolled over and leaned over to the edge of the bed, leaving him with a back.

Before He Liancheng came back, I overestimated myself. I thought that after knowing this, I would treat him as usual. The situation in front of me told sù, it was impossible, I didn't feel it for him. As long as I saw him, I thought that maybe He Zelin would have something to do with the events of the past, and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to face him before I figured it out.

The hot body behind him came up again, and he brought a little coquettish taste to my voice: "Honey, what do I want......"

"Don't, what are you rubbing?" I twisted my body to avoid him, I said I didn't want it, he was still unwilling, what did he want to do? It's strong!

"My dear......," he grappled and pasted on.

I'm wondering, it's so bad to talk about it today, how can he still be interested in coming back? Shouldn't it be a depressed expression and burying oneself in sleep?

"Aren't you in a bad mood?" I finally couldn't help but ask. Are men and women two species, and when they are so unhappy, they are still thinking about this?

"I want to relieve myself when I'm in a bad mood." He leaned over and held me firmly in his arms with both hands, and took my earlobe in his mouth.

"I'm not your ......" I didn't say it when I said it, feeling the body getting hotter and hotter behind me, and I really couldn't say that hurtful word. Until I find out the truth, I'd better not say anything, because if I talk too much, it may hurt my feelings, and I won't be able to make up for it.

He turned me over and the kiss pressed again. In his deliberate gentleness, the resistance in his heart slowly faded