After Qiao Wan finished speaking, Song Zhicheng was stunned in place and didn't make a sound for a long time.

But Qiao Wan could clearly see that the fog under his eyes was getting thicker and thicker......

She ...... She's dead? Song Zhicheng changed his hands to hold the cane, stood up tremblingly, and his eyes were in a trance: "When did you die?" ”

"Four years ago!" Qiao Wan stared at Song Zhicheng's face seriously: "I didn't find the murderer, and my sister...... My sister lost ......."

Speaking of this, Qiao Wan bent her knees and fell to her knees with a pop, tears falling from her scarred face, ticking.

"Old man, I want to find the murderer, find Qiao Ran, I beg you to help me." Thinking of Mrs. Song's words, Qiao Wan hurriedly added: "I don't want anything, I will leave as soon as I find the murderer and my sister, and I won't let others know that I am Song Nian's daughter......"

"What do you call me?" Song Zhicheng's brows furrowed, and his breathing was out of rhythm.

Qiao Wan pursed her pale lips, not daring to make a sound.

Otherwise, what should she be called?

Grandfather?

She suddenly appeared, and the old man asked a few words, was he sure that she was Song Nian's daughter?

"You just said that your mother died with your father and has a younger sister?" Song Zhicheng forced himself to calm down.

He has been looking for Song Nian for more than 20 years, but there is no news at all.

"Hmm." Qiao Wan nodded.

Song Zhicheng's eyes deepened: "How old are you this year?" ”

"20 years old!" Qiao Wan knew what the old man wanted to ask, and then explained: "I saw my parents' marriage certificate, and I was born in the second year of their marriage. ”

So it's not a wild species whose father is unknown in Mrs. Song's mouth......

"My sister is three years younger than me and is now ...... It should be seventeen years old. When Qiao Ran was mentioned, Qiao Wan's eyes turned even redder: "She was only thirteen years old when she was taken away!" ”

"Old man, as long as you can find the murderer, find my sister, and let me pay the price, you can do anything!"

Listening to Qiao Wan's crying words, and then looking at her face that resembled Song Nian, Song Zhicheng suddenly thought of what happened 22 years ago.

At that time, Song Nian was bullied by many men, and the photos spread all over the city......

He also thought that Qiao Wan was pregnant at that time!

Now it seems that he should be glad that Song Nian found his beloved man in the 22 years since he disappeared and gave birth to two daughters.

But...... Why didn't she come home?

She was willing to let her daughter come back, and she must have known that he had been looking for her for more than 20 years......

Song Zhicheng turned around and returned to his desk, opened the medicine bottle with trembling fingertips, and took a few blood pressure pills.

"You get up!" Song Zhicheng looked at Qiao Wan with deep eyes, and looked her up and down: "Your parents died four years ago, so where have you been in the past four years?" ”

"Psychiatric hospital!" Qiao Wan didn't hide it at all: "After my parents died, I was also knocked unconscious and sent there." I escaped the day before yesterday......"

Speaking of this, Qiao Wan frowned slightly, and suddenly thought of Fu Xingzhi.

She disobeyed him and sneaked out, wondering if he would find her again.

It shouldn't be found.

Her parents were killed, her sister was taken away, and she was sent to a psychiatric hospital......

Seeing the injuries on his body, he should have been tortured.

Song Zhicheng walked up to Qiao Wan and stretched out his hand to her: "Child, get up!" ”

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, tentatively put his hand on Song Zhicheng's palm, and slowly stood up.

"In the future, you will stay in the Song family, and no one will dare to hurt you with me." Song Zhicheng's eyes were slightly red: "You go back to the room to rest first, and I'll ask the doctor to show you the injuries on your body." ”

No one would dare to hurt you with me......

Hearing this, Qiao Wan's tears fell even more.