It was painted with terrifying grimaces.

There are also some traces that look like knife carvings, which hide the original text on them.

The grimaces are vividly drawn, as if they are about to emerge from the paper, those dark depths......

Who did this?

Tong Wanwan sat on the bed, stiff and unable to move.

Outside, there was the sound of hurried footsteps, and someone opened the door and entered.

It's Lin Zhiyang and the housekeeper.

"Secretary Luo, why are you here?" Lin Zhiyang was surprised.

"Oh, the president and Tong Shao have business to discuss, I walked casually, the door was ajar, and I came in." Tong Wanwan lied.

Anyway, there are already a lot of ghost stories about her, and it doesn't hurt to have one more.

"What! Door... The door is ajar? The housekeeper's face turned pale, and he looked around the room in fear, "Isn't it... Miss Three is back? ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" Lin Zhiyang stopped the housekeeper with her eyes, she was usually gentle, and this glance was extremely sharp.

"yes, I'm talking too much." The butler bowed his head.

"Go down, don't go outside and talk nonsense." Lin Zhiyang explained and waved his hand.

"I understand, ma'am, then I'll go down."

The butler stepped back.

Inadvertently, he saw the notebook on the ground, and the grimace on it scared his old face to death.

He fled.

Tong Wanwan bent down to pick up the notebook and closed it, "Mrs. Tong, I didn't mean to crash into here, I'm sorry!" ”

"He who does not know is not guilty." Lin Zhiyang's expression softened again, she approached, took Tong Wanwan's hand and sat down on the edge of the bed.

She looked around, her eyes red, "This is Wanwan's room, after she left, I couldn't accept it for a while, I didn't even dare to come in the room, I didn't dare to look at it." Until now, I felt as if she was in this room and would show up calling my mom whenever and wherever she wanted, but I knew it couldn't be, never again! ”

Lin Zhiyang lowered her eyes, and a few tears fell on the back of her hand.

Tong Wanwan's heart twitched for a while.

As soon as she hugged Lin Zhiyang, tears welled up at once, and she couldn't bear it at all.

Lin Zhiyang hugged her back, "Secretary Luo, I always think you are very kind, I don't know why, when I see you, I think of my family, how good it would be if you were my daughter." ”

"Mrs. Tong, don't be sad anymore, if you feel better in this way, I am willing to be your daughter." Tong Wanwan's heart was broken when her mother cried.

She really wanted to tell her that she was Tong Wanwan.

She came back to life.

She can stay with her.

Lin Zhiyang let go of her body, looked at Tong Wanwan, and stroked her face, "Thank you Secretary Luo, I know that no matter how similar you are, it is not Wanwan, you also have your own parents, every child is the heart of a mother, how can I let you call me mother." ”

Hearing her mother say this, Tong Wanwan's heart instantly became even more sour.

She looked at her with a desperate urge, "I'm going to tell you something, I'm actually I-"

"Secretary Luo!" Outside the door, Tong Yanzhan's voice came.

His voice also successfully interrupted her.

Tong Wanwan suddenly came to her senses.

"Secretary Luo, what did you want to say just now?" Lin Zhiyang asked.

"Oh, I mean to say, in fact, my parents are abroad, I can be your daughter first." Tong Wanwan hurriedly changed wittily.

"Really?" Lin Zhiyang casually agreed, "Secretary Naluo's parents...... What kind of people are they? ”