The only way now is to beg Duan Xiantian for forgiveness, depending on the situation, Duan Xiantian is obedient to Duan Luxiao, the only son, and now his hope can only be pinned on Duan Luxiao!

Secretary Song wiped his tears, staggered to his feet, and knelt down directly in front of Duan Luxiao with a "bang".

Her knees instantly turned blue and purple, she gritted her teeth and took a deep breath, and barely squeezed out the bewitching smile she once had.

"Young Master Duan, you help me, I beg you, as long as you help me, I can do anything."

Duan Luxiao took half a step back in disgust, not at all interested in this woman with pear blossoms and rain.

This woman doesn't have a brain, does she?

In the past few years by his father's side, hasn't he even investigated the son of the boss he wants to stammer?

I don't know... He doesn't like women?

Secretary Song disagreed, she knew that the son of such a nouveau riche would definitely go to a woman as soon as he had money, maybe she was too embarrassed today, men always looked like animals, and always liked the delicate side of women.

is like Duan Xiantian, who said that he didn't like her to wear too much makeup all day long, said that he hurt his skin with his caring appearance, and even hypocritically said that he liked her without makeup.

At first, she really believed that a female college student who had just left school was ignorant of everything, even though she knew that she was a shame among women, and she went for the red ticket in someone else's pocket.

But it's not that she doesn't want a man who is pampered, loved, and good to herself.

So she let go of her vanity and materialism and began to beg for that little bit of sincerity from him.

She used to be the darling of the family, and her index finger did not touch the spring water, which should not be her current life.

A year ago, that red car hit her father and ruined her bright future.

Her father was the president of a multinational company, specializing in import and export trade, and the family was quite wealthy and never treated her badly.

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, martial arts, dance, music.

Everything has something to do with art, and she is at the top level.

Just like the swan she played in the ballet that day in the national finals, she soared under the light with such a proud and clean freedom.

But when she was performing on the stage of the finals, she was shouted by the people below that her father had been in a car accident.

She left in a hurry, and the trophy and ranking were ruined.

When I went back to school, I was greeted with contempt by my teammates.

It was she who ruined the glory they deserved together.

They also ruined her high-minded and self-confident her.

The white swan fell from the altar and broke into the gloomy stage.

Secretary Song was stung by the past in her heart and didn't stand up for a long time, Duan Luxiao found that her expression was a little sluggish, so she took a water bottle and touched her arm.

"Hey, how long are you going to kneel in my house?"

Duan Luxiao frowned as Secretary Song came to his senses and stretched out the bottle towards her.

"What?"

Secretary Song didn't understand, and quickly reacted, he was trying to pull himself up.

The heart that has been frozen gradually begins to rejuvenate, and even if the white swan degenerates into a black swan, it does not forget to dance.

"Thank you."

Secretary Song didn't go to pick up the bottle, but stood up on his own.

She took a deep breath and said with a sense of relief, "I figured it out, if you need me to point out the fraud of the Shadow Moon Group, I can testify. ”

"What do you bear as witness?"

Duan Luxiao questioned her, he didn't doubt her credibility, at this point, she didn't need to deceive people.

It's just that the facts are so important, how could the Shadow Moon Group let her leave evidence?

At this time, Secretary Song took out a card from his bag and handed it to Duan Luxiao.

"This is the card that Cold Frost Moon gave me when he bought me, there are about millions in it, this is the first one, and the rest will be credited on the fifteenth, twentieth, and twenty-fifth of this month."

"That doesn't mean anything, money can be used for many purposes, do you have anything else?"

"I still have a file!"

Hearing this, Duan Luxiao's eyes lit up, and he was about to ask what the document was, but the phone suddenly vibrated more than once.

The remark of the caller ID person is - wife.

Duan Luxiao hooked her lips and waved her hand at Secretary Song, signaling her to shut up first.

Then he walked to a quiet corner and answered the phone.

"Do you know the dead!"

An irritable and impatient voice pierced Duan Luxiao's ears, making him subconsciously take the phone away.

"What dead man, what's wrong with you?"

Duan Luxiao asked hurriedly, and unconsciously pressed the phone to his ear.

Pei Qianchen rolled his eyes, "Are you so looking forward to the death of the little master?" ”

“...”

Duan Luxiao was silent, what kind of joke is this person making, he is the one who said that he died, and he was the one who scared people.

Harm.

Duan Luxiao sighed deeply, and lowered her voice gently and helplessly: "Okay, okay, I misunderstood, so who died?" ”

Pei Qianchen cut off the phone without saying a word, his eyes fell on the screen blankly, and his ears were full of heat from nowhere.

Huh.

pursed his lips and wiped his phone in disgust, Duan Luxiao is a dead pervert, so he shouldn't talk to him!

If he continues to talk like this, he will really be!

But the movement of rubbing Pei Qianchen slowed down, why did he want to go to see Eryi, and he wanted to pull Duan Luxiao with him?

He didn't know them well!

What's the matter?

Pei Qianchen looked at his phone randomly, but saw a newly saved number.

Weekend.

The young and reckless face appeared in front of him again, full of justice, and he was really the most suitable person to be a policeman that could not be picked out in a TV series.

However, this kind of person is really unrecognizable when he is thrown on the street.

Shameless, he wasn't interested.

It's just that the passage he said about his father before the weekend can't help but make him suspect that there must be some conspiracy behind this.

His parents were honest and self-made, how could they do murderous things.

What happened that day...

Thinking of these reluctant pasts, Pei Qianchen's head hurt again.

Pei Yuanxi, Luo Ying, and An Ruoyi were all sent away by him, and the girls' families shouldn't go to see those things.

After asking the nurse alone, he also came to the desolate ward with the permission of his parents.

The whole room seemed to be gray.

It's clearly empty, but it's extremely depressing.

A bulging human-shaped object on the hospital bed, with its head covered.

It is wrapped from head to toe, like a long strip of courier.

Pei Qianchen approached the hospital bed, he wanted to lift the quilt, wanted to scream and wake up his brother, but he couldn't lift his hand.

At this moment, his hand seemed to be broken, and it hung limply on his sides.

A gust of wind blew, creaking the unclosed windows, and the curtains rubbed against the walls, gently blowing.

There was no color in the sky outside, like a cloudy sky with layers of dark clouds on the coming storm, but there was not a trace of clouds outside.