"Mean, you're run by that charity?" Berwyn raised his eyebrows: "Then why are the conditions on your side not very good, there should be a lot of donations received over there every year." ”

The dean was helpless: "It's okay to say if there is only one, but every charity fund has to be allocated to many special institutions, and how much can it be shared." ”

Berwyn nodded, "That's right." ”

"Can you give me the contact information of the former dean?"

Fu Chi stared at the file for a long time, then raised his head and said to the dean.

Dean: "Yes, here's his phone number. ”

He handed a business card to Fu Chi.

Fu Chi glanced at the name on the business card, Zhang Zhenke.

"Thanks, trouble." He thanked him lightly.

If you want to know what your father checked here back then, you still have to contact this Zhang Zhenke.

They also didn't stay in the home for the disabled for long.

Get in.

Fu Chi kept staring at the file bag in his hand, and repeatedly muttered a name in his heart.

He oak, He oak, He oak......

Inexplicably familiar.

"Do you suspect that your father's death has something to do with the handicap?" Berwyn asked, turning his head sideways.

Fu Chi's father died in a terrorist attack, just a week after he left the home.

It seems that this surprise is not surprising for his father's identity and profession, but ......

Fu Chi lowered his eyes: "No." ”

"That's?"

"The upper floors of the home for the disabled, over there at the charity." He said lightly.

A small home for the disabled, especially the scale of 20 years ago, is nothing to check unless it is the institution behind it.

After speaking, he directly took out his business card and called Zhang Zhenke.

But I called several times, but the other party didn't answer, and I couldn't get through all the time.

Fu Chi twisted his eyebrows at this time.

He looked up at Qianyu and said, "Go and check this charity, as well as this Zhang Zhenke, the more detailed the better." ”

Qianyu raised his eyes and looked in the rearview mirror, and his voice was still unwavering: "Okay." ”

……

The autumn rain has been pouring non-stop, the air is full of refreshing coolness, and goosebumps have appeared on the surface of the skin.

Jiang Ruan didn't stay long at the Yinding Concert Hall.

When the goal was achieved, she went back to the community by herself.

Because she didn't have an umbrella, she rode all the way back to the neighborhood wearing a helmet and his windbreaker.

The car was parked downstairs, and it rained, she was chilled, and quickly went upstairs, and as soon as she entered the door, Jiang Ruan was stunned for a moment.

Then he laughed.

In the past few days, I have developed a habit, and every time I come back, I must go up to the sixth floor.

He wasn't there, she was in the room he had been in, and it didn't feel so hard.

She simply stopped going downstairs, took off her clothes, and went into the bathroom.

I turned on the hot water and took a comfortable bath.

That's when I felt better.

In the bathroom hung a white shirt of his, which she had worn in the past few days, and had been washed yesterday and had dried.

She put the shirt on, buttoned it up, and went out.

As soon as I pushed the door, I saw a figure leaning against the sofa.

He leaned back on the sofa and fell asleep, took off his glasses and put them on the table, put his hands on his lower abdomen, tilted his head, his neck was white, and his Adam's apple was sexy.

The room was dark, and there seemed to be a shadow around him, which made the outline even deeper and more beautiful.

Jiang Ruan paused slightly, lightened his steps, walked in front of him, and bent down to look at the man's excessively long eyelashes, showing a beautiful arc.

Looking downward, his lips are thin, but the shape of the lips is beautiful, and the color is even more seductive......

She looked at it, and lost her mind for a moment.

In my ears, there was a slightly deep voice of a man.

"Want to kiss?"