That night, we had a long conversation in a bar called Red Boat Head near Beijing's Capital Airport, and I was going to catch the red-eye flight back to Shanghai in the early morning. Qiao Haiou said that it is good to be close to the airport, and it is convenient for you to board the plane.

Jo Seagull tells his story emotionally and sadly, and he speaks slowly and in a calm tone, as if he is describing the romantic, pathetic, poignant, and gripping past experienced by an acquaintance.

He would even stop and tell me how he felt, what he was thinking, the grief, the horror, and the horror of the struggle that he could feel in that large family.

The story is long, and his tone is calm, compared with his heart that has just tried his best to struggle, his mentality is indifferent, and he seems to see through all the world's words.

Qiao Haiou and An Ning searched for a long time in the room, and finally confirmed that the purple diary was missing.

Nothing else, including dollar notes on the bedside table, exchanged for honeymoons.

There are traces of being turned over in several drawers, and the clothes in the closet have also been turned over, An Ning is a very careful, with a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, she can even remember the order in which the clothes are hung.

The lamp knocked over, and Qiao Haiou didn't pay attention when he came back to pick up his clothes during the day, and the lamp was placed on the bedside table inside.

It can't be a sexually perverted thief, right? Otherwise, how can your corset be outside? Look, look for it again, have you lost your underwear? Took the diary by the hand? Joe Seagull said.

You're trying to find out if you're here to steal underwear or a diary, right? An Ning asked.

It's a pervert who comes to steal underwear, what is he doing with a diary? An Ning said again.

Think it's a diary? You put it with the corset. Qiao Seagull said with a smile.

Phew, An Ning's face turned red, and she muttered again, you have a perverted personality.

However, she still checked it very carefully, and there was an orange one, and she couldn't remember if it was in the storage box.

The phone rang again, Joe Seagull's phone.

Nasty calls. Qiao Haiou thought it was Zheng Huaijie's again.

The phone rang like a ghost.

He didn't look at the phone, he didn't answer, and pressed the phone to mute. Sitting at the head of the bed, he sighed in a daze.

Five minutes later, the phone rang again.

Qiao Haiou reluctantly picked up his phone, a very old and tired voice.

Ann Boss! An Ning's father, An Qinghuai, Qiao Haiou's quasi-father-in-law. Didn't Lao Qian accompany him on a business trip to Sanya? He's back?

Boss An asked Qiao Haiou to come to the company to find him now, and added a sentence before hanging up the phone, don't tell An Ning, just come alone. Don't drive, either.

Who is it? An Ning snuggled up, arms around his neck. The light reflects the girl's jade-like arms in a particularly sexy way. And so it is again! Xu Xinmeng seduced him like this during the day, but she didn't sit on his lap presumptuously.

An Ning did not spray the perfume of Chanel's encounter, and it was a very tempting lily fragrance. It is obsessive and intoxicating, with a dreamy reverie. Qiao Haiou thought of Cheng Shanshan.

In an instant, the three girls collided in his heart.

Boss An? He called from Hainan? An Ning asked, she didn't seem to notice Qiao Haiou's distraction.

in the company. He told me to go and find him now. Qiao Haiou kissed An Ning's forehead, but he still went against An Qinghuai's wishes and told An Ning what Boss An said on the phone.

Is my dad back? He wants to see you, and won't let me go? You want to say something bad about me. An Ning said coquettishly, she was a little surprised when Boss An came back.

Qiao Haiou, who came out of Villa 16 of Venice Garden that night, seemed to have a tragic feeling in his heart that Jing Ke had stabbed Qin and never returned. The wind was a little strong, and it made his pants cold. He didn't seem to be able to imagine what An Qinghuai summoned him to talk about late at night, and Qiao Haiou's heart seemed to have a burst of hot air, stuck in his throat, and his throat was about to tear open.

He stood alone at the intersection waiting for a taxi to travel at night, when suddenly a sports car roared past him, followed by the screech of sudden braking, and he glanced back to see an orange sports car slowly passing the gate of the Venetian Gardens.

Xu Xinmeng's car! Her car is a custom version, and basically there won't be a second car in this piece.

Why did she go so late? I haven't seen her drive that Lamborghini a few times.

The headquarters of An's Group in Chinese mainland is located in the European and American Industrial Park of Qinhu Island outside the West Third Ring Road, about 40 minutes' drive from Venice Gardens. The park is typical of a European town, with more than half of the companies directly or indirectly related to Ann's, and the taxi entered the gate of the compound and drove for another five or six minutes, stopping in front of a building with a crimson exterior painted red.

At night, the industrial park is unusually calm, the poplar leaves outside the building are blown by the wind, and the moonlight casts the back of the poplar trees on the granite stone floor.

Only the second or third floors of the entire building are still lit, and those lonely white lights are accompanied by the crisp sound of leaves, which makes people's hearts bristle.

Qiao Haiou stood alone in front of the building and pondered for a moment before walking in.

Report your identity, go straight and turn left, elevator No. 3, press the button, enter the elevator car, press the button again, 9th floor.

The place where An Qinghuai summoned him for an interview.

What the hell did you talk about? I couldn't wait to ask, and it was only then that I felt the tone of the words become heavy. Joe Seagull and An Ning belong to the same type of personality, Chronic, and I am just the opposite. After all, it's someone else's experience, and he has to accommodate his thinking.

But I was anxious to know what Boss An said in the building late at night. Calling him over so urgently, it can't be to talk to his daughter's boyfriend about the topic of children's affection.

Qiao Haiou smiled indifferently, and the tone of the story was still so flat, and he didn't change the speed of his speech because of my interruption.

He told me about a trip to Thailand. Joe Seagull said.

Didn't he go to Hainan Island with Lao Qian? I wondered.

They didn't go to Hainan, they went to Thailand to deal with the aftermath of the four bosses.

Then why did Lao Qian send you a message saying that he went to Hainan before?

He didn't want anyone else to know, including his daughter Anning. Qiao Haiou paused and said, in fact, none of them knew that what Boss An cared about most in his heart was peace and tranquility.

You're confusing me. I said, staring into his eyes.

Don't worry, lawyer. You've got to do my tricks. Qiao Haiou took a sip of buckwheat green tea and cleared his throat before saying that my thinking was too fast.

His throat has been burning for the past two days, and it is difficult for him to talk so much tonight.

He also told me about An Qingcheng's death.

This time, I didn't rush and waited for him to continue.

The third child of the An family, An Qingcheng. Died in Hong Kong two years ago with stomach bleeding caused by acute enteritis. Joe Seagull said.

He's dead? I was a little surprised.

It was autopsied by an authoritative doctor in Hong Kong.

Why do you want to tell you about An Qingcheng's death? I was in a hurry again, and he spoke unbearably slowly.

Joe Seagull still said unhurriedly that he was 52 years old when he died. Ahn Kyung-quan is also 52 years old this year.

Does it matter? I rushed to the topic.

No one can live past the age of 60? Again, he emphasized, the man of the An family.

Just kidding, right? There is such a thing. I asked, surprised.

Boss An didn't believe it either, so he went to Thailand. Just like two years ago, the third child died, and he went to Hong Kong.

So what is the purpose of him telling you this? I asked.

He didn't answer me directly, he was testing my patience.

Boss Ann told Joe that the death list of Seagull was:

An Ning's grandfather was 59 years old when he died.

My great-grandfather was 58 years old when he died.

An Ning's fourth uncle, An Qingquan, just passed away in Thailand at the age of 52.

An Ning's third uncle, An Qingcheng, died in Hong Kong two years ago at the age of 52.

An Ning's uncle, the husband of the fifth boss, An Qingxue, died in Malaysia three years ago at the age of 50.

An Ning's youngest uncle, the husband of the sixth boss An Qingru, disappeared in Canada three years ago and has not been heard from since, and if he is alive, he is just in his early fifties this year.

Didn't An Ning tell you this before? I say.

Qiao Haiou sighed lightly and said, except for Anning, everyone in their family knows it. He also said that it was An Qinghuai who made everyone hide the family's spell from An Ning.

I asked him why?

For peace is an angel in the heart of his Father. In the second half of the sentence, Qiao Haiou used an emphatic tone.

Didn't you say earlier that An Ning felt extremely lacking in father's love?

You'll know, lawyer.

After saying this, Qiao Haiou was silent.

I was still unwilling, and asked, did Boss An tell you about the harvest of the trip to Thailand that night?

Still silent, half loud, Qiao Seagull shook his head.

I suddenly realized, facing Qiao Haiou, as if talking to myself, Boss An wants you to know the spell of the An family before further considering the relationship with An Ning, right?

Silent. Qiao Haiou didn't shake his head or nod.

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