Gu Qichen was sitting among a group of sons and brothers, smoking a cigarette.

Zhang Xinyi was pouring wine for Gu Qichen.

She looked timid, like a little white rabbit with all the grass and trees.

Coupled with Zhang Xinyi's appearance, delicate and gentle, it makes people have the desire to protect at a glance.

Maybe at that time, it was the first time Gu Qichen and Zhang Xinyi met.

Xia Yangyang's heart was inexplicably panicked.

Thinking of Gu Qichen's rebellion against the old man for this girl, Xia Yangyang was still a little uncomfortable in his heart after all.

Xia Yangyang put away the photos.

She couldn't destroy it because she had to keep the evidence and she didn't want to put the pictures in front of her.

Xia Yangyang got up and went to the study.

This was originally my father's study.

After Xia Liangdong died, everything here basically did not move again.

Xia Yangyang almost never came in.

This is the place where his father stayed the most during his lifetime, as long as he was at home, Xia Liangdong was in the study almost from morning to night.

Here he drank tea, read books, played chess, and worked.

Xia Yangyang stood at the door, and he could see his father's shadow in a trance.

When Xia Liangdong was alive, Xia Yangyang only felt that he had been complaining about him, and he never refused to call his father from the bottom of his heart.

But after Xia Liangdong's death, the feeling of loneliness and helplessness finally makes people feel that family affection is the last harbor in the world. He just owed his mother, and he didn't treat himself badly.

Xia Yangyang sat on the desk where Xia Liangdong once sit.

Stroking the marble tabletop, the cold touch was like her fingers clenched when her father died.

Xia Yangyang cried in his heart.

Finally, Xia Yangyang opened a drawer on his desk and put the photos inside.

Xia Yangyang originally wanted to leave.

But seeing that my father's desk drawer was disorganized, I wanted to tidy up the contents thoroughly.

Xia Yangyang likes to tidy things up when he's in a bad mood.

It's still a problem left over from childhood.

Xia Yangyang spent an hour sorting out all the contents of the three drawers of his father's desk.

It's nothing more than some documents from the past, old photos.

But when Xia Yangyang put things in, he unintentionally found that there was a compartment in the bottom drawer.

Xia Yangyang was curious.

I dismantled the compartment directly, and there was really something inside.

Xia Yangyang didn't expect that there was a stack of photos inside the compartment.

To Xia Yangyang's disbelief, the people in the photo are Liu Ruyan and Xi Jiaxin.

There are photos of them playing golf together, and there are intimate photos of swimming in the lake together.

What's more, there are records of their opening of the house.

Xia Yangyang's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

The matter of Liu Ruyan and Xi Jiaxin, Xia Yangyang knew about it for a long time.

But when Xia Yangyang knew, Xia Liangdong had already been in a car accident and was lying in a vegetative state in the hospital for more than half a month.

My father was critically ill and remained unconscious.

But Liu Ruyan has already found a good home and plans to sell her property and remarry.

At that time, the only thing that Xia Yangyang felt comforted was that at least his father didn't have to wake up to face the cruel truth and face the coldest human heart in the world.

But Xia Yangyang didn't expect that his father had known about it a long time ago.

Xia Yangyang looked at the shooting time shown on the photo.

Suddenly, his pupils constricted.

These photos were taken the day before my father's car accident.

Xia Yangyang's heart seemed to be pinched, pinched tightly, about to explode, almost breathless.

How could it be so coincidental.

That is, the day before the accident, his father learned that Liu Ruyan and Xi Jiaxin were cheating.

And the next day there was a car accident?

A terrifying thought popped up in Xia Yangyang's mind.