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Chapter 48 Charity Gala (8)

"Hancheng, there's nothing wrong with red wine, we were that night..."

The Xie Yi people thought about that ridiculous night. In the final analysis, after that night, everything began to go out of control, and the two who were supposed to drift away were tied together abruptly and became the closest stranger.

"I don't know." Han Cheng's answer was the most powerless three words.

He checked the red wine and the surveillance, and there was no suspicious person, no suspicious behavior, and no clue.

It was as if he had walked into a dark room with walls on all sides, only a small beam of light from the window above his head. Suddenly, with a bang, the only window was closed, leaving only darkness.

"But I will continue to investigate and find the truth." Han Cheng continued, with firm black eyes, and slowly parked the car in front of Xie's courtyard.

"Do you have anyone you suspect?" Xie Yiren asked Han Cheng without getting off the car immediately.

Xie Yiren's question caused Han Cheng to fall into silence, and his hands holding the steering wheel tightened suddenly.

Object of suspicion?

He once doubted his father, her and Xie Yu, but he was denied all of them.

So now he doesn't know who to suspect. He has only returned to China for a few days, and everything that happened was unexpected to him.

In just a few days, he will be engaged...

"No." After a while, Han Cheng said these two words from his thin lips, showing a sense of frustration.

Xie Yiren could hear the slump in Han Cheng's tone, and didn't know what to say for a moment. He looked up at the night sky outside the window. The night sky was beautiful, with stars big and small flickering and dimming, and the bright moonlight pouring down softly. Let people's mood slowly calm down.

Xie Yiren turned to look at Han Cheng and said, "I'm going home first."

Han Cheng nodded and watched Xie Yiren walk into the yard step by step. He didn't look back until the sound of closing the door, started the car, and left.
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London, England.

Manton Manor.

The afterglow of the setting sun enveloped this beautiful manor. The summer in England is not as hot as in China. The sun sets and the breeze is blowing, bringing a little coolness, blowing through every corner of the manor.

A bedroom on the second floor does not have the expected European-style decoration. The whole room has a single style and bright colors, black and white, just like the black and white keys on a piano.

At this moment, the window was wide open, and by the desk by the window, the man sat motionless, his body slightly stiff, his eyes staring at the drawing paper on the table without blinking, his handsome face was dull, and his fingertips were still clamped. a pencil.

On the drawing paper was a sketch of a girl. The girl was very beautiful, with fluttering long hair and vivid eyes.

Suddenly, the wind picked up.The drawing paper floated up with the wind, brushing against the man's handsome face lightly, without pain or itching, like a feather passing by without leaving any trace, even staying for less than a second, then drifting forward again, hanging in the air and hitting Turn around and slowly land on the floor.

At that moment, the man's eyeballs rolled rapidly, his pupils showed a trace of panic, his lips trembled, he immediately got up, took a step with his long legs, squatted down, quickly picked up the drawing paper, and carefully pasted it on his left side. Chest, the movements are gentle and extremely cherished.

His lips parted, and he called out the name he missed day and night: "Yiren."

You know, longing is full of left atrium.

"Yi Ren..." The man whispered again, and pressed the drawing paper even more forcefully to his left chest.

The room was silent.

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