The email was sent anonymously, and the other party wanted to meet her and tell her about Lin Zhennan and her illegitimate child.

Not to mention the content of the email, the act of sending an email is full of clues.

Lin Jiang found someone to chase the other party's virtual IP and located it in China, but where is it...... Can't find it.

Prank in general.

When I came out of the hospital, the sky was bright, and there was a layer of white mist around it, like a huge shell, which was a little breathless.

Lin Jiang carried a medicine bag and stopped the car at the entrance of the hospital.

When the driver asked her where she was going, she paused for two seconds before saying, "Nanshan Cemetery." ”

Like Huo Congzhou's grandmother, Lin Jiang knew that half a year had passed since Lin Zhennan committed suicide in prison.

At first, Jiang Lan did not let her return to China.

Later, she couldn't come back.

The last time Lin Jiang saw Lin Zhennan in his memory was the afternoon when he broke up with Huo Congzhou.

During work hours, Lin Zhennan hurriedly returned home, gave Jiang Lan two air tickets, and asked her to take Lin Jiang to fly to country A at night.

At that time, Yu'an's situation was not good, and Lin Jiang knew it.

So something big must have happened.

"Daddy—"

Lin Zhennan paused when he turned around, turned around and smiled at Lin Jiang comfortingly, "Nannan, be obedient." ”

With that, he turned and left.

That was Lin Jiang's last memory of his father.

When the car arrived at the Nanshan Cemetery, Lin Jiang bought a bouquet of not too fresh white roses in the management center and walked up the stairs.

The mountains were cold, the mist had not dispersed, and there was a vast expanse, Lin Jiang searched for the number and found Lin Zhennan's tombstone.

The person in the photo is elegant and clear, more like a scholar than a businessman.

So Lin Jiang never understood why such a person was guilty of many crimes.

She was puzzled, so there were blames and resentments......

But more of it is the guilt and self-blame that cannot be relieved.

"Dad, long time no see."

Controlling the sourness of his throat, Lin Jiang put the white rose in his hand in front of the tombstone, "The last bunch in the store, you will go down." ”

White roses are the love flowers of Lin Zhennan and Jiang Lan, and they have always had a special meaning in their home.

Lin Jiang didn't know if that illegitimate child really existed, but so many years had passed...... No matter how deep the grudge is, it's time to melt.

After staying on the mountain for more than two hours, Lin Jiang returned to the hotel almost noon.

She was exhausted, and her emotions were even more depressed.

When the knock on the door sounded, she thought it was room service, but as soon as the door opened, she smashed her head and face, "Lin Jiang, you little cousin born by an old cousin......

Along with the insults came a slap that fell like a gale.

Lin Jiang instinctively went to hide, but he still hit his neck.

Ji Lingwei stood outside the door, with a twisted anger on her Korean semi-permanent face, and a posture of wanting to devour Lin Jiang alive.

Lin Jiang was stunned for a moment, and then his cold phoenix eyes lifted.

She touched the place on her neck that was scratched by Ji Lingwei's nails, her pupils narrowed slightly, and she grabbed Ji Lingwei's neck and pushed her against the wall of the corridor.

With a bang, Ji Lingwei gasped in pain, but her mouth was still unforgiving, "If you want to rob someone else's man, go and rob it, what's the matter with me?" ”

Yesterday in the mall, after Lin Jiang left, Ji Lianyi slapped Ji Lingwei.

Ji Lingwei was in Down at night, and she was almost picked up by someone, and she would deal with her like this, except for Ji Lianyi.

But Ji Lianyi, Ji Lingwei couldn't afford to offend, so she looked for Lin Jiang to vent her anger.

It's just that she's the one who hits Lin Jiang's muzzle every time.

Especially today, Lin Jiang's negative emotions have reached their peak, and he is in a super unhappy mood, "Miss Ji San, dare not do it." ”

"I ......"

The wound on Ji Lingwei's neck was stuck by Lin Jiang, and she couldn't speak in pain.

Lin Jiang exerted his strength again, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "Although I am not interested in your Ji family's Chenglong fast son-in-law, if Miss Ji San is no longer open-mouthed, I will definitely let the marriage between the two of you go to naught!" ”