Anthers has always been unhurried, and for the first time the tone was so anxious.

About the time of the night.

What's the matter?

Not worried about this little woman who was not very peaceful, he picked up his mobile phone again, made a phone call, walked into the bedroom, covered her with a thin quilt, and then turned around and went out, and left with a few words to the bodyguard outside the door.

When there was a commotion outside the door, she was already asleep in the night, turned over a few times, and when there was already a lot of noise outside the door, she sat up, rubbed her eyebrows, walked to the door barefoot and opened the door.

Zhuo Zhifang, who was messing with the bodyguards outside the door, stopped arguing, and looked at the lazy girl in a black short dress with bare feet at the door, and her eyebrows wrinkled irrepressibly.

"When I was there, there were people standing at the door, and I said I was your mother, and they wouldn't let me in."

As she spoke, she glared at the two bodyguards standing at the door, and was about to enter.

When he saw the person at the door clearly, his face sank, and when Zhuo Zhifang took a step, the door of the suite slammed shut, leaving behind a woman with a confused face, and two men who consciously blocked the door.

Zhuo Zhifang's face pale and pale, eased for a while, grabbed the bag with her hand, glared at the two bodyguards hatefully, took out her mobile phone, and dialed the number.

In the suite.

Sitting on the bed at night, with a muted mobile phone in her hand, she glanced down, slid her fingers and hung up, and pressed to turn it off.

She took off her short black dress barefoot, picked up her bathrobe and walked into the bathroom, put a bathtub of warm water, and dropped a few drops of essential oil to help sleep, raised her legs and went in, and lay down.

Zhuo Zhifang, who was outside the door, watched the mobile phone screen dim little by little, and her face was about to be hideous.

She thought for a moment, took out her phone, glanced at the two bodyguards, and turned to walk towards the elevator.

The bodyguards glanced at each other, picked up their mobile phones and immediately dialed Secretary Zhang's number, and recounted what had just happened.

Secretary Zhang hung up the phone, glanced at the closed private room door, and rubbed his eyebrows, Mr. Bo had been in for a long time, and he still had a few documents in his hand that urgently needed to be signed.

Inside the private room of the platinum palace at night.

Bo Qiyan looked at the document bag that was placed casually on the coffee table, and his deep eyes narrowed slightly.

The knobby fingers pushed the wine glass and wine bottle on the table to the side, and when he picked up the file bag and opened it, there were only three photos in the file, all of which were a little yellow.

The first photo shows a little boy about five years old, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and his face is pressed against the belly of a pregnant woman.

The second photo is of two couples.

Both women are pregnant women, and their bellies are quite large, and they look like they are not long away from giving birth.

Of the two men in the photo, one of whom he knew, was Tang Xuan's father, Tang Huaijin, and the woman standing beside him was his wife, that is, Tang Xuan's mother, Mrs. Tang.

In the other couple, the woman's face was not clear, as if it had been deliberately blurred, and he had not seen the other man.

The third photo is a little blurry, it is rubbing, not the original, and it is vaguely a woman on it, but the specific appearance is not clear, with a three-year-old panicked thin little girl, the man is Ye Guosheng when he was young.

After reading it, Bo Chuyan pinched the one in the middle, and when Junyan raised it, he looked at the demon man in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, "What happened when you closed the night?" ”

"The two couples, in addition to Tang Huaijin and Mrs. Tang of the Tang family, the other couple are the parents of the night."