Addicted to seduction, the cold CEO cries every night

Chapter 65 I Have To Believe
After finishing the meal, he still couldn't find anything useful from Si Jinghuai's mouth.

She had to go back to the company for a meeting in the afternoon, and she couldn't really spend the whole day with Si Jinghuai and Qin Qing.

She said goodbye to Si Jinghuai and Qin Qing at the door of the restaurant, then turned and left.

Qin Qing looked at Yan Xia's back leaving in high heels and smiled ambiguously at Si Jinghuai.

"Good eyesight."

"Miss Yan is pretty and quite interesting." The admiration in her tone didn't sound like she was pretending.

Si Jinghuai frowned and did not answer her words. He just asked, "Do you want me to take you home?"

Qin Qing shook her head: "No, I have an appointment this afternoon. Don't worry, today's appointment task is completed. Auntie will not embarrass you again."

Si Jinghuai said noncommittally: "Then I'll leave first."

After saying that, the man opened his long legs and turned around to leave. He was no longer as gentle and considerate as he was to Qin Qing at the dinner table.

Yan Xia has always kept work and life very separate.

When I arrived at the company, I put aside the documents I brought from the mysterious man, held a meeting with everyone, and then fell into endless overtime work.

It was almost a month away, and she had to complete this project before she and Si Jinghuai broke up completely.

So much so that when I work overtime, I work overtime until midnight.

After thinking about it, I simply didn't go home and just spent the night on the sofa.

Before going to bed, she picked up the folder she got during the day and read it.

In fact, she already had a rough understanding of most of the information in these documents. After all, the private detective she had found before was not a cover-up.

But this document allowed her to discover a secret.

A secret that subverted her life and cognition for more than 20 years.

Over the years, her mother's death has been a thorn in her heart, but now it seems that there is indeed something fishy about her mother's death. In the past, she only suspected it.

But now, these have become facts.With the evidence in front of her, she had to believe it all even if she didn't believe it.

Lin Anru is really the murderer of her mother, what about Yan Yunhai?

He and Lin Anru met and fell in love when they were young, and in middle age they met again and fell in love again when his wife was seriously ill. So was Yan Yunhai involved in the incident that killed his mother?
The complicated thoughts gave her a splitting headache.

The stinging pain in her heart made Yan Xia habitually take out a white pill from her bag and put it in her mouth. She calmed down within a moment of taking the medicine.

She had to figure it all out.

If Yan Yunhai is really the murderer of her mother, then...even if that man is her father, she will not let him go.

After making up her mind, she lay down on the sofa and closed her eyes to sleep.

Unable to sleep, she simply took a sleeping pill. She never slept very well, so she always had sleeping pills ready.

She had to sleep well before she could see her good father tomorrow.

She set an alarm and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, she asked Su Su to order a bouquet of flowers for her. After arranging work at the company, she left the company with her bag.

After calling Liu's mother and asking for Yan Yunhai's hospital address and ward number, she drove to the hospital.

It was almost noon when she arrived, and the inpatient ward was deserted, and the sound of her high heels on the floor seemed a bit abrupt.

When she approached Yan Yunhai's ward, she slowed down.

The dense hatred spread from the bottom of her heart little by little, and when it spread to her face, it turned into a smile.

After slightly stroking the broken hair around her ears, Yan Xia raised her hand and knocked on the door of the ward.

The door to the ward was quickly opened, and Yan Xia immediately met Lin Anru's shrewd eyes.

Her fingers holding the flower were tightly clasped together, and she was silent for a long time before she smiled: "Aunt Lin, you have worked hard to take care of my dad these days."

(End of this chapter)