After getting Yi Rong's affirmation, Su Ruoxi set off to return to Qin's house, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw Qin Shiting holding a newspaper and sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face.

Ignoring his strange appearance, Su Ruoxi sat directly beside Qin Shiting, kneading her fingertips and not knowing how to speak.

Her eyelashes fluttered and hung on her face, and she looked up at Qin Shiting beside her from time to time, and said, "I have something I want to discuss with you." ”

"Speak." His words were visibly suppressed in his irritability, as if he had seen something unpleasant.

Constantly looking at the newspaper in his hand, his face darkened little by little, and there was anger in his eyes, but his expression was as if nothing had happened.

"I know it may seem strange to you when you say this, but I want you to cooperate with me in a play to create the illusion that I am missing."

Su Ruoxi raised her eyes, and what she met was Qin Shiting's puzzled face.

"I will explain the reason for the matter to you well, you promise me first, I did this to find out what kind of person Lin Jinhua is under his skin."

She tried to argue, but her eyes glanced down unnaturally.

If she and Lin Jinhua's brothers and sisters really don't have any relationship, won't she become alone again?

Thinking back to their happy past, Su Ruoxi bit her lower lip, and her eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

"I can help you, but you are not allowed to shed tears for that man." Qin Shiting said, pulled Su Ruoxi's body, and reached out to pick her chin.

Su Ruoxi's face was reflected in his eyes, he narrowed his eyes, and rubbed his thumb against her lips.

At the beginning, he had already suspected Lin Jinhua's purpose of approaching Su Ruoxi, he didn't look like a brother at all, there was not only tenderness and love in those eyes, but also purpose.

Maybe Lin Jinhua really just regarded Su Ruoxi as a pawn in his hand, and it is unknown what the purpose was, but now it seems that it is undoubtedly to bring benefits to the Lin family.

"I found that Lin Jinhua was different from what I expected, and after contact, I also felt that he seemed to face me with a veil." Su Ruoxi opened her mouth indifferently, and her words were lonely: "I thought Lin Jinhua loved me, at least he was my only family member besides you." ”

Qin Shiting's good Su Ruoxi is in his eyes, but they are always husband and wife, not a direct blood relationship.

Su Ruoxi knew that she was a lonely person since she was a child, but Lin Jinhua's appearance was a redemption that pulled her back from the abyss.

Looking at Qin Shiting beside her, she hoped that he could understand what she was doing, not to suspect anything, but to prove that Lin Jinhua and herself were really a family.

"If you're not happy that I'm doing this, I can understand that." Su Ruoxi didn't force it, although it was difficult to do, it was not that there was no other way to test Lin Jinhua's sincerity.

When she was about to leave Qin Shiting's side, her arm was directly grabbed, Su Ruoxi looked back, only to see Qin Shiting raise his eyes and look at her in front of him, his thin lips moved slightly: "Did I say I didn't agree?" ”

"It's a good thing that you can see through Lin Jinhua, what do you need me to help with?" Qin Shiting asked directly, and Su Ruoxi's face changed from pathos at the beginning to joy.

She hurriedly sat back down on the couch, rubbing her hands together and muttering in his ear.

The two hit it off, and the premise was that Su Ruoxi was not allowed to be injured, so she agreed to come down and turned around and left the Qin family.

Time turned, and it became the early morning of the next day, and there were many people gathered around the door of Qin's house, and they were discussing in whispers and twos, with doubts in their eyes.

"You say, what did Mr. Qin call us over for this time?" One of them spoke, looking away at his companion with a look of teasing: "I guess it's definitely not a good thing, isn't their rich man's hobby just to play tricks on us?" ”

"But I've heard that there's something very serious." The reporter on the side spoke, and said with some fear: "You still don't want to be so presumptuous, if you let Mr. Qin know, you will definitely pick your skin!" ”

"I'm not afraid of anything!" The man on the side clasped his hands around his chest and looked curiously at the closed door in front of him: "I think he is too insincere, is it to drink the northwest wind when he asks us to come out so early?" ”

Early in the morning, Qin Shiting's notice spread all over the big newspaper, and half of the people didn't read what was written in the letter, but the name of the payment made them directly ignore the content of it and hurried over.

The originally closed door was opened, instantly dispelling the boiling crowd, they were stunned at first, and soon rushed to take out the camera to take a picture of Qin Shiting's face.

The quick-eyed reporter took out the microphone and put it on Qin Shiting's lips, and took the lead in asking, "May I ask if you called us over so early, is there something wrong?" ”

Qin Shiting glanced at the reporter who spoke, directly snatched the microphone in her hand, cleared his throat and said, "My wife Su Ruoxi died in a car accident yesterday. ”

With desolation and sadness in their words, everyone's fingers on the shutter stopped almost instantly, and they looked at Qin Shiting in front of them in a daze, and they all had some doubts about the authenticity of this sentence.

In the crowd, a hand was raised high, accompanied by a gasping voice: "Hearsay, Miss Su still appeared in the Lin family yesterday, is this a joke?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Qin Shiting's face became gloomy, his eyes revealed murderous aura and coldness, and his voice was low: "Do I look like I'm joking now?" ”

"If you think I'm joking, stand up and I'll let you know exactly how the 'joke' is made. ”

The deep voice was accompanied by coldness, and the microphone in his hand was directly thrown aside by him, and flew to the tree not far away at a very fast speed, instantly shattering into a pile of waste.

The reporter who had spoken out swallowed his saliva in fear, with a cowardice in his eyes that had not yet eased.

They didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and carefully recorded Qin Shiting's every word, and at noon, the newspaper was freshly baked.

The news of Su Ruoxi's death spread all over the streets and alleys, and everyone was shocked, but more of it was the sound of joy and the steady stream of old men who came to mourn but had bad intentions at the door of Qin's house.

"Son, why are you doing this?" Master Qin blocked the door, and all kinds of condolences from behind him almost broke through the door and slipped in.

Qin Shiting sat on the sofa, the loneliness in his eyes was not alleviated in the slightest, but he had a cold face, looking at the photo with Su Ruoxi in front of him sluggishly.

After talking to Su Ruoxi, she left home, leaving only the news of her death, and even the bones were not found.

In the newspaper, it was the news of the old employee denouncing Lin Jinhua, although it only accounted for the tip of the iceberg of the news, but it was still captured by Qin Shiting.

I thought I could discuss this matter with Su Ruoxi like this, but I didn't expect that she would really let her investigate by herself with a soft heart.

If it weren't for his kindness, wouldn't he have lost Su Ruoxi?

"I know you like Ruoxi very much, Ruoxi is also a good boy, but you can't be so gloomy all the time."

Master Qin persuaded on the side, but his back tried his best to resist the noisy crowd outside: "Now that you are single again, I don't know how many people will harass you, you can be mentally prepared, if you don't want to remarry, Dad won't force you." ”

He knew Qin Shiting's heart for Su Ruoxi, although his son had always been cold on his face, but he didn't have that impatience with Su Ruoxi.

Maybe Su Ruoxi really has a lot of weight in his heart, and her departure is bound to cause indelible psychological trauma to him.