As he spoke, Qiao Mingzhu took out a bank card from his bag, and after saying the password, he threatened: "Otherwise, if you make me anxious, I don't mind doing another bad thing." ”

The man accepted the bank card and sneered when he heard this: "I have said that there is no 'you', my brother is now the only one left to die, and I will not come back in the future." ”

He originally turned around and wanted to leave, but after thinking about it, he touched the bank card again, and suddenly his conscience found that he turned around and gave Qiao Mingzhu a card with a red flower printed on it.

"It was left by the murderer." The man said fearfully: "There is such a card with flowers printed on the side of the dead brother, Miss Qiao, that woman is not ordinary, I advise you not to provoke it again." ”

Then, no matter what Qiao Mingzhu's reaction was, he turned around and quickly disappeared into the night.

"What is Song Xingchen, I will be afraid of her?" Qiao Mingzhu was even more angry, returned home angrily, and threw away the bag with the card given by the gangster.

The thing fell right at the feet of Qiao's mother, who walked out of the kitchen.

"What's the matter? Coming home in the middle of the night, and still having such a big temper? Qiao's mother said angrily, and then lowered her head to help Qiao Mingzhu pick up the things.

When she saw clearly what the thing she picked up, her face changed, and then she rushed to Qiao Mingzhu in a gaffe: "Where did this thing come from?" ”

"Mom, isn't it just a piece of scrap metal? What's wrong with you? Qiao Mingzhu was already angry, and she was even more unhappy when she saw her mother so nervous.

She grabbed something and was about to throw it away, but Qiao's mother held her hand.

"Where are you, I ask?" Qiao's mother raised her voice sharply.

Qiao Mingzhu was stunned, she subconsciously said: "Before, I found someone to kidnap Song Xingchen, and one of the gangsters gave it to me." ”

When Qiao's mother heard this, her whole person was like being struck by lightning: "How is it possible? How so? ”

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Qiao Mingzhu saw that Qiao's mother's face was ugly, her body was shaky, and she couldn't care about getting angry.

She hurriedly stepped forward to help Qiao's mother, and asked suspiciously, "Is there anything wrong with this thing?" ”

Then, when she thought of what the gangster said, she suddenly felt a little creepy: "Could it really be so evil?" The man said that the people who kidnapped Song Xingchen together were all dead, and this thing was left with the body. ”

As if holding a soldering iron, Qiao's mother tore the card to shreds and threw it into the trash can before she stabilized her breathing.

She hurriedly advised: "Mingzhu, you are obedient, this matter is rotten in the stomach, no one is allowed to say it, don't provoke Song Xingchen recently." ”

"Mom, what the hell are you talking about? Why do you all say this, do you know how Song Xingchen humiliated me in the crew today? Qiao Mingzhu said unconvinced.

Qiao's mother scolded uncharacteristically: "You listen to me, can I still harm you?" ”

Qiao Mingzhu has been favored since she was a child, and she has never seen her mother lose her temper like this, she closed her mouth when she heard the words, but she was not convinced.

Qiao's mother couldn't take care of her, hurriedly went upstairs into the bedroom, and rushed to the bed: "Old Song, wake up quickly, don't sleep, I suspect that Song Nuanyang is not dead, she is coming back to take revenge on us now." ”

Song Dongyang was sleeping in a daze, and when he heard Qiao's mother's words, he woke up suddenly, and he said: "Impossible, those kidnappers were all ruthless back then, and Nuan was still so young at the time, how could he not die?" ”

Qiao's mother worriedly said about Qiao Mingzhu's matter: "In addition to Song Nuanyang, who else will protect Song Xingchen like this?" Also, there's ......"

She thought of the other side flower on the card that Qiao Mingzhu got back just now, and said: "That gangster said that he found that next to each corpse, there would be a card with a flower printed on it, you won't remember the other side flower, right?" That is Song Xingchen and Song Nuanyang's slut mother Xu Mansha, the favorite flower, after Song Nuanyang was torn up, when the police found the kidnapper's lair, the ground was still engraved with Song Nuanyang's painting of the other side of the flower, this must not be a coincidence. ”

When Song Dongyang heard her say this, he calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You think too much, the warm sun was so small back then, even if you escaped, you can't survive, and there are so many people who like flowers on the other side, and it's not just Xu Mansha, it's just a coincidence." He said coldly: "If you want me to say, eighty percent of the gangsters want money, but they don't know where to inquire about the story, making up nonsense, and deliberately scaring people." ”

Hearing Song Dongyang say this, Qiao's mother finally calmed down: "What you said makes sense, if it is really Song Nuanyang, how can she hide and not appear for so many years?" ”

Thinking like this, Qiao's mother's heart finally calmed down.

It seems that it is really herself, too suspicious.

……

Day 2......

Song Xingchen rubbed his eyes and woke up to find that she was the only one on the bed.

She pursed her lower lip, she couldn't tell why, she was actually a little lost in her heart, but she quickly collected her mood, got up and cleaned herself, and went downstairs.

But after going downstairs, I didn't see Leng Haochen and An An.

"What about people?" Song Xingchen felt strange, and happened to meet Uncle Wang who came in from outside the door, and hurriedly asked, "What about Leng Shao and An An?" ”

"Madam, the young master took the little young master to swim in the swimming pool in the back." Uncle Wang smiled and said, "I'll take you over to them now, right?" ”

"Huh?" As soon as Song Xingchen heard the water, he hesitated: "Forget it, I'm still not going, right?" ”

"Ma'am." Uncle Wang looked at Song Xingchen: "The young master instructed that after you wake up, go to the swimming pool to find him, he has something to discuss with you." ”

"What's the matter?" Song Xingchen felt a tingling of her scalp when she thought of the pool and water, and she immediately said, "Let's wait for him to come out, I still have something to ......."

"It's about the little master." Uncle Wang thought of Leng Haochen's order, stopped Song Xingchen and said, "Madam, let's go take a look, the little young master looks a little unhappy early this morning." ”

Song Xingchen didn't want to go to a place with water, but it was about An'an, and she didn't dare to be sloppy.

I heard Uncle Wang say that Leng Yi'an was unhappy when he got up early in the morning, and when he thought of Leng Yi'an's arrogant little face with an aggrieved look, he suddenly felt soft-hearted.

In the end, she had no choice but to bite the bullet.

The swimming pool is built in the large courtyard behind the villa, and the large blue pool in the open air looks like a natural lake from a distance, surrounded by flowers and trees, exuding the fragrance of nature.

However, Song Xingchen was not in the mood to appreciate it at all.

She just wanted to hurry up and ask her what Leng Haochen had to discuss with her, and then leave here immediately, she just wanted to get as far away from the water as possible now.

As a result, as soon as she walked in, she saw a splash explode.