It seems that the production of sachets must be accelerated, otherwise...

Su Ziqing withdrew the sachet in his hand and smiled meaninglessly.

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When Chi Yao was still asleep, he heard a knock outside the door, and the gentle sound was knocking regularly, as if the people inside would not stop if they didn't respond to him.

She first buried herself in the futon, and then a pair of eyes that she didn't want to open opened were a little gap, looked in the direction of the door, and said in a sullen voice.

"Enter!"

There was a hint of dissatisfaction and irritation in his tone, and he buried himself in the futon and refused to come out.

When Su Ziqing came in, what he saw was her awkward sleeping position.

He chuckled, came to her, bent down slightly, pinched her face with his hand, and said in a doting tone, "Get up." ”

When Chi Yao heard his voice, she subconsciously rubbed his fingertips and sighed.

She opened her wistful eyes, and there seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes.

She stretched out her arms, Su Ziqing tacitly picked her up and put her on the side of the dresser, Chi Yao covered her mouth and slapped her lightly, her head nodded from time to time, as if she was going to close her eyes in the next second.

Su Ziqing took care of her long hair, and the wooden comb combed the ends of her hair, which was soft and natural, so that he couldn't help but play with it.

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After cleaning up, Su Ziqing took Chi Yao to Su Mansion.

They stood outside the gate of Sufu, watching the tall plaque hanging loosely on it, and the cobwebs were full of cobwebs that showed the desolation of the moment.

The former crowd of guests is now only left with this dilapidated appearance.

If it weren't for the fact that Mrs. Su was also a teacher all over the world, and was deeply loved by the world's corporans, I was afraid that this dilapidated Su Mansion would also be forcibly occupied, and there would not even be a trace of luxury at the end.

The two of them just looked at the door silently outside, but did not step forward.

Seeing people coming and going on this street, Su Ziqing took Chi Yao's hand and came to a side door.

It's not as lively as the main street, it's more of a deserted area, and few people come here.

The closed door is locked from the inside, and it is difficult to open it only by relying on external force to enter from the outside.

Just as Chi Yao was studying the lock, Su Ziqing buckled her thin waist and flipped over the wall with a skillful effort.

Chi Yao looked at him with a blank expression, and there was even a hint of dazedness on his face, and he came in in the blink of an eye and landed on a soft grass.

She subconsciously stepped on the ground before she reacted.

Su Ziqing took her hand, there was no smile on her face, the coldness between her eyebrows and eyes was a little more cold and indifferent, and her pursed lips also showed her inner emotions.

Chi Yao didn't make a sound, just held his hand tightly, so that he could feel her beside him.

The soft touch of the girl pulled back his constant contemplative thoughts, and he took a deep breath and walked in the direction of his memory.

The mansion, which has been unattended for a long time, has long been overgrown with grass, as if it is two worlds from the outside world, and it is cold for a while.

Su Ziqing looked at the familiar and unfamiliar place in front of him, and came to the place where he found evidence in his previous life.

Still in that familiar place, he opened the compartment and saw that the thing was still there, and his slender fingers took it out and placed it close to him.

This is a book of Su Taifu's account, full of the money inflow in his mansion above, which can be used to prove his innocence, and at the same time, there is another evidence, which is the traitorous evidence of the person who framed him in the first place.

Back then, after learning that Su Taifu had investigated his collaboration with the enemy, he chose to strike first and fabricated false evidence to slander him.