Return To 1998

"Okay, that's it? See you tomorrow?"

"Good, good! See you tomorrow!"

Xu Tongdao ended the conversation with Yan Shijin in a few words, took the phone away from his ear, and looked at Zheng Qing who had just entered the door and walked over without hesitation.

While walking, he looked at the envelope in Zheng Qing's hand and asked, "Brother Qing, what are you holding in your hand? Did you show it to me?"

Zheng Qing looked down at the letter in his hand, and then subconsciously glanced at the grandson who had just opened the door for him.

Sun Aiko is a shrewd man. He smiled when he saw Zheng Qing's eyes and said, "Boss, can I go outside and smoke a cigarette?"

Xu Tongdao glanced at him and nodded.

Sun Xiaozi walked out the door quickly, and after going out, he closed the door casually.

When Xu Tongdao walked to the sofa in the living room, he stopped and waved to Zheng Qing at the door. He sat on the sofa by himself.

Zheng Qing was not polite, strode over, sat down on the solo sofa on the side of Xu Tongdao, looked down at the two letters in his hand, smiled complicatedly, and reached out to pass the two letters to In front of Xu Tongdao.

At the same time, he said: "This is the harvest last night, Adao, we have found the person who sent this kind of letter to your sister-in-law before."

Xu Tongdao accepted the letter, raised his brows slightly, raised his eyes to Zheng Qing, "Who is it?"

Zheng Qing and Xu Tongdao looked at each other, and their expressions were complicated and they uttered three words, "Playing with Dongyang."

Xu Tongdao's pupils shrunk slightly, his brows frowned, and he stared at Zheng Qing for several seconds. After seeing Zheng Qing's expression unchanged, Xu Tongdao's eyes fell and fell on the two letters in his hand.

He tore open the seal of one of the letters and poured out the contents.

A few photos and two folded printing papers.

On the top photo, he was on a date with Wei Chunlan.

Xu Tongdao's eyes fell cold, and he scanned the envelope that had just been torn open, and found that the recipient of this letter was Zeng Xueyi.

After a moment of silence, he tore open the seal of another letter, and poured out the contents of the envelope, also a few photos and two folded printing papers.

The top photo... is also the photo of him dating Wei Chunlan.

He pushed away this photo casually, revealing another photo below. In this photo, he was dating Zeng Xueyi.

Pushing this photo away again, below is a photo of him drinking coffee with Ge Xiaoyu.

He glanced at the recipient on the envelope that had just torn open—Xia Yun.

Are these letters really sent by Xi Dongyang?

Why did Xi Dongyang do this?

I, Xu, treat him badly, right? He cheated me so?

why?

Is it for justice?

Shit! What did he do before playing Dongyang? People like him have justice in their hearts? Why didn't I see it at all before?

Xu Tongdao squinted his eyes at the photos and the printing paper on the coffee table, guessing the purpose of playing Dongyang in his heart, but couldn't think of the purpose of playing Dongyang so pitted him.

Holding the rice bowl I gave, and stabbing me in the back?

Is this trying to ruin me?

Could it be that I took money from my opponent in the business field?

For example... Waiting for the gold standard?

Xu Tongdao finally thought of such a possibility.

Because Hou Jinbiao has this motive and the financial resources to buy Dongyang, it happens that Hou Jinbiao has been building an instant noodle production factory recently. He wanted to make my backyard a fire, disturb my mood, and take the opportunity to grab my business... It really makes sense.

Eat inside and out!

Thinking of this, Xu Tongdao raised his eyes and looked at Zheng Qing next to him again, "Apart from these two letters, is there any evidence?"

Zheng Qing: "Before you asked me to send people to stare at Xi Dongyang, Zeng Xueyi, Xia Yun and others. Last night I sent people to star at Xi Dongyang. In the middle of the night, I suddenly saw Xi Dongyang walking out of this community suspiciously. I got into a taxi, and the person I sent to stare at him, when I saw it, I got into a taxi, followed behind, and..."

With his eyes half-squinted, Xu Tongdao kept staring at Zheng Qing, listening without saying a word.

When Zheng Qing said this, he paused and sighed before continuing: "Then I saw Xi Dongyang get off at the bus stop on Guangming Road, and hurried to the gate of the nearby post office with his own eyes. Watching Xi Dongyang stuff these two letters into the mailbox in front of the post office.

By the way, I brought this person today, and he is now outside the gate. Do I need to call him in to testify? "

There is evidence...

Xu Tongdao looked down at the two envelopes in his hands again. The letters on the envelopes were not machine-printed, but handwritten with a core pen. The writing was crooked and ugly.

It's not like playing Dongyang's handwriting.

Xi Dongyang's handwriting, he has seen it, is not so ugly.

But it is precisely because the words on the two envelopes are too ugly, so ugly that they are almost the same as those written by a primary school student, but they appear suspicious.

Until now, Xu Tongdao still couldn't believe that Xi Dongyang would stab him back.

After all, he and Xi Dongyang have been together for a long time.

They met in 1998.

When playing with Dongyang's family was the most difficult, he Xu also extended a helping hand to help his family tide over the difficulties. In the past few years, he has never seen that Xi Dongyang is the kind of double-handed villain.

Not like it!

He has always been confident since he was reborn from his own perspective on people.

Because of this, he couldn't believe that he was looking at people, and his eyesight was so serious here in Dongyang play.

"Call him in!"

Xu Tongdao casually threw the two envelopes in his hand on the coffee table, leaned his upper body on the sofa, and instructed Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing nodded, got up and strode towards the door. After a while, he brought a thin young man with black jeans, black jacket and black sneakers.

This person's dressing style is a bit like Xu Tongdao.

The materials and styles of clothes and shoes are quite different from those of Xu Tongdao.

Xu Tongdao squinted the man's eyes, raised his chin slightly, and gestured to the envelope, photos, and printing paper on the coffee table, "Did you see Xi Dongyang stuff these things into the mailbox?"

The thin young man was a little nervous, seemed to be intimidated by Xu Tongdao's momentum and expression, swallowed his throat, and nodded quickly, "Yes, yes! Brother Dao, I saw him stuffed into the mailbox with my own eyes. I can swear by my personality. , Absolutely true."

Xu Tongdao's half-squinted eyes kept staring at him. Hearing the words, he was silent for a few seconds before Xu Tongdao said: "Tell me what happened!"

The thin young man subconsciously glanced at Zheng Qing beside him, and then reported everything he saw last night to Xu Tongdao.

After he finished speaking, Xu Tongdao continued to stare at him coldly for a few seconds before slowly closing his eyes, "You go out first! If this matter proves to be true later, I will not treat you badly~www.readwn.com~ !"

"Ah, okay, okay, Brother Dao! Thank you Brother Dao! Thank you!"

The thin young man thanked him in surprise, and then hurried away.

There was still silence in the living room until the sound of the door closed for a while.

Xu Tongdao, who closed his eyes, was disappointed in his heart.

He never thought that he was an absolute good person, but he asked himself that over the years, he had been sincere and treated the drama Dongyang, Zheng Qing and others sincerely and kindly.

He counts Zheng Qing, Xi Dongyang and others as his confidantes, and is willing to give them responsibility for his own safety.

Can……

My heart turned to the bright moon, but the bright moon illuminates the ditch.

Xi Dongyang actually treated me this way...

It's in vain that I trust him so much.

Gritting his teeth, Xu Tongdao opened his eyes, picked up his mobile phone and dialed Xi Dongyang's number.