Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

In the end, Father Xia clutched his chest, convulsed all over, and the documents in his hand were scattered all over the floor.

Seeing that he was about to fall ill, Liancheng Yazhi and Secretary Zhou didn't move, and let the old man stand there by himself in pain.

Fortunately, after a while, Father Xia finally regained his breath. His old face seemed lifeless at the moment, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Is this... all true?"

Liancheng Yazhi had almost eaten, put down her chopsticks, took a sip of tea gracefully: "It's useless to tell me whether it's true or not, you already have the answer in your heart, don't you?"

The materials that Secretary Zhou showed Father Xia were new and old. The photos were all old black and white photos that had turned yellow, and two of them had two corners burnt off. One photo was of a very young woman in her arms. Holding a child who is about two or three years old, although the child is small, it is very similar to the young woman, and it is obvious at a glance that they are mother and child.

Another is a zoomed-in photo of the ashes of a house after a fire!

The other one is a intact small villa, a small western-style building from a long time ago, but the surrounding environment is the same as that of the burned one, and the angle is similar, it should be before and after the burning.

Liancheng held the teacup elegantly, and smiled slightly: "Mr. Xia must be more familiar with the person in the photo than I am. This was a tragedy more than 20 years ago. It was recorded in the police station's files. A fire suddenly broke out at night. The people inside None of them escaped, it was said at the time that it was an accident... However, as to whether it was an accident, Mr. Xia should have a conclusion now."

Grabbing the photo of the young woman and child, Xia's father suddenly burst into tears, his voice mourning, which really made those who heard it sad.

However, seeing Father Xia crying like this, Lian Cheng Yazhi also knew that he believed that the case was man-made rather than accidental.

After Xia's father finished crying, Liancheng said patiently: "As the saying goes, don't do to others what you don't want to be done to others. The same goes for the other way around, if Mr. Xia can forgive you for killing your son and marrying your favorite woman murderer, then maybe I won’t pursue it.”

Liancheng Yazhi found out the old case this time. It was a woman Xia's father liked when he was young. The child in the photo was naturally also his son. Later, after Madam Xia found out, she went back to her natal home and waited for her to come back not long after. , the mother and child were burned to death.

All these years, Father Xia thought it was an accident and never doubted Mrs. Xia, but when the bloody evidence was in front of him, he couldn't help but not believe it.

At this moment, he realized that the person who had been sleeping next to his pillow for so many years was originally thought to be a kind white rabbit, but he did not expect to be a poisonous snake.

Liancheng Yazhi didn't believe it, because of this, father Xia could still be a holy father and continue to intercede for Mrs. Xia.

He stood up, "I think our conversation can come to an end, it's getting late, and I have to go to work in the company, goodbye Mr. Xia."

Father Xia sat there, clutching those photos, crying all the time!

Although showing this to an old man was really a crushing blow, Liancheng Yazhi wanted to get rid of him once and for all and come looking for him every day.

Liancheng Yazhi took Secretary Zhou and left, leaving the place to Father Xia alone.

At this time, he still needs to be alone for a while, thinking about how to face the fact that his wife who has lived for many years has suddenly become an enemy!