I really don't want a second marriage

Outside, after Shen Jiamu left, Zhu Yun and uncle Jin quickly followed her.

"Young grandma, didn't you save her? Why doesn't she want to see you?"

"If you don't see her, let's go back first." Shen Jiamu didn't ask too much. She can understand that Han Xueyou doesn't see her. Just as she didn't want to see Han Xueyou before.

If she hadn't said those words, Shen Jiamu probably wouldn't have gone to the hotel to find her, let alone found that she committed suicide.

So far, Shen Jiamu has not recovered from her suicide.

"Then we make complaints about it?" Zhu Yun could not help but Tucao, "is that woman too unconscionable? Obviously, you helped her, and she didn't even thank you. She cried so loudly that she couldn't see you."

Zhu Yun thought that Shen Jiamu must be very sad.

Uncle Jin looked at her, then shook his head at her and motioned her to stop talking.

Zhu Yun reacted and realized that he had just said something wrong in anger. He quickly explained to Shen Jiamu: "I'm sorry, young grandma, I just said something wrong."

"It's all right." Shen Jiamu shook his head and continued to walk out.

When approaching the door of the hospital, a familiar voice called them. Shen Jiamu looked back and saw Han Qing standing not far behind him. His eyes were cold and his expression was flat.

Is that him? Shen Jiamu saw a touch of kindness in his heart and walked towards him.

"Mr. Han."

Han Qing Dynasty nodded her head, then glanced casually at the two people behind her, and then said, "go and find a place nearby?"

Hearing this, Shen Jiamu looked up in surprise, "Mr. Han?"

"You saved Xueyou. As her eldest brother, you should thank you."

"No, no need." Shen Jiamu blushed at once and quickly waved his hand to refuse: "I also found out in advance. If I found someone else at that time, I would certainly save her. Besides, I have known Xueyou for so many years... Naturally, I won't die."

She didn't use the saying that Xueyou and I are good sisters, because she felt... She has gone farther and farther with Xueyou.

Maybe now, I can't be called a sister.

Han Qing's eyes still looked at her calmly, "I don't want to inquire about things between you, but I believe Miss Shen is a person with goodwill."

Shen Jiamu: "... Mr. Han."

"But I have a question in my heart. I need Miss Shen to solve my doubts."

At this point, Han Qing's eyes became hot. Seeing this with Zhu Yun and uncle Jin behind Shen Jiamu, he couldn't help looking at each other.

God, this man doesn't covet their little grandmother, does he? That won't work!

"I wonder what question Mr. Han said?"

Han Qing's lips moved. "I'd better find a place to sit down and talk again."

His eyes were still fixed on her eyebrows. Although he knew it was impolite, he couldn't help it.

It's so similar.

Every time I see her, Han Qing's feeling is more important. The feeling of deja vu. Is this the blood between relatives guiding him?

Last night, he got the investigation materials from Su Jiu.

All the detailed information about Shen Jiamu's life experience.

He stayed up all night and read all the information. Every word was missed, so he read all the news about her.

Later, he found that the girl's temperament was not only very similar to that person, but also her way of speaking and doing things. If she didn't look different, he was afraid that Han Qing would think it was the same person.

There was something in his heart that wanted to exhale, but Han Qing dared not admit it.

After all, this event is very important. Once there is a slight mistake, two people may be hurt.

Therefore, he still needs to be cautious.

Zhu Yun wanted to refuse angrily, but Han Qing didn't look like that kind of evil person. In addition, Shen Jiamu agreed, so she couldn't say anything, so she had to follow Shen Jiamu.

Anyway, she was thinking that even if she saw Zhu Yun wrong, the other party was not a gentleman but a prodigal son, could she and uncle Jin always save the young grandmother?

There was a restaurant near the hospital. The environment was very quiet and quiet. After several people went in, they asked for a window seat. Then Shen Jiamu and Han Qing sat down face to face.

Zhu Yun took a look at the location. When he looked here, he could see the pedestrians outside.

It seems that Han Qing really has doubts and wants Shen Qing to solve his doubts, rather than having any evil thoughts.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yun was relieved.

The service staff of the restaurant came to serve tea. Han Qing and Shen Jiamu ordered some small dishes at will, and the service staff left with the menu.

"The environment here is pretty good."

Shen Jiamu looked around and praised: "I didn't expect to find such a quiet place near the hospital."

Han Qing didn't speak. He hung his eyes and frowned as if thinking about something.

Shen Jiamu saw that he didn't speak, so he was quiet and didn't speak again.

After sitting quietly for a few minutes, Han Qing suddenly raised his hand and took out a photo from his pocket and put it in front of Shen Jiamu.

"Does Miss Shen know such a thing?"

What's that?

Shen Jiamu suspiciously reaches for the photo.

In the photo, there is a safety lock made of gold, which seems to be no different from those she usually looks at. She smiled: "dare you ask Mr. Han, what's special about this safety lock?"

As like as two peas, he said, "nothing special." Han Qing smiled with a calm voice. "It's almost the same as all the safety locks, but... What's special is its material and its back."

Material and back?

Shen Jia paused. Indeed, the safety latch on this photo looks different from the ordinary one.

"This safety lock was specially made by my grandfather."

Shen Jiamu nodded, "but you can only see the front of this picture, but you can't see the back at all."

Having said that, Han Qing handed over another photo. This time it's the back of Ping An lock.

At first, Shen Jiamu couldn't see any difference, but he suddenly heard Zhu Yun exclaim behind him: "young grandma, there are words engraved on the back."

Shen Jiamu also noticed that two words were engraved on the back.

Bathe purple.

"What do these two words mean?"

Zhu Yun asked suspiciously. She still doesn't understand Han Qing's intention. Does he want to ask the young grandmother about the whereabouts of Ping An? But why? How could she know that she doesn't have contact with these things at ordinary times?

Bathe purple?

Shen Jiamu looked at these two words and felt strange. She looked up at Han Qing: "Mr. Han, you suddenly asked this... What happened?"

Han Qing only felt the words in his throat roll. A moment later, he swallowed them back and changed his words again.

"Haven't Miss Shen seen this safe lock?"

Shen Jiamu frowned slightly and shook his head.