Chapter 562

Ran Bowen has been used to being carefree in Jiangzhou since he came here. People in the past were afraid of him holding him. Who would have thought that the new comer turned out to be iron.

"At that time, master Wen prepared two plans. If this young master Jiang was a man who knew the current affairs, they would be in peace with each other. On the contrary..."

Butler ran shook his head.

The mirror narrowed her eyes: "Miss Su?"

Housekeeper Ran's pupils were tiny and he was surprised: "do you know?"

"I want to know the truth of that year," said the bright mirror

Housekeeper ran wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. "In fact, it was a chaotic night. Lord Wen's two plans didn't come true. Miss Su ran away on her own. She was very angry with him and missed the best time to grasp Jiang He. Later, Lord Wen decided to die."

To put it bluntly, they are all indiscriminate means, but the effect is the best for decent people like Jiang Heng.

"What is the origin of Miss Su?"

Housekeeper ran thought for a moment and said: "Lord Wen has a hobby of collecting beautiful women, but he is not good at it. Most of them were sent to people. I don't know the origin of Miss Su. At that time, I thought that Jiang was born in a good family, and ordinary beautiful women must not fall in love with him. Lord Wen asked people to collect some beautiful women. This Miss Su was found by his men from the people. The situation was chaotic that night. I didn't see her. When I heard the news, she had already run away."

"Ran away?"

"Yes, he ran away. Later, he sent someone to look for him. He was no longer in Jiangzhou. Later, Jiang Heng died. He didn't like to quarrel with women, so he told me about it."

Although ran Bowen is not a thing, he has never killed women and children, and he has no drama of forcibly robbing women. In this regard, he has some merits.

"Who was present that night?"

Although housekeeper ran was puzzled, he actually asked: "at that time, rich Jia, a famous person in Jiangzhou, was among them. After 20 years, some of them have gone bankrupt, and some have climbed higher and higher. Now they are worth hundreds of billions, such as Shenzhou."

Mingjing was stunned: "Shen Zhou?"

Housekeeper ran said, "yes, Shen Zhou. At that reception, he was still an entrepreneur looking for opportunities to invest. Who could have imagined that he would be today."

Mingjing raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

Ran Tengxiao asked anxiously, "are you all right?"

Mingjing shook his head. "I'm fine."

"Don't worry, I won't let jiangchunlan hurt you again." The man's tone was firm and resounding.

The mirror took a deep look at him and pursed his lips: "it's getting late. I'll go upstairs and have a rest."

Ran Tengxiao stared at the mirror and disappeared in the back of the corridor. His eyes were deep and quiet.

"She still doesn't believe me."

"Xiao Ye." Housekeeper ran came over and said, "what do you mean, miss?"

Ran Tengxiao shouted, "Ye Jian."

Yejian walks in quickly. "Mr. Xiao, the eldest lady went to the vegetable market with Han Suwen today, where she met zhaoxiaohui, went home for lunch with zhaoxiaohui, and met Gao Chang in the teahouse in the afternoon. As for what they talked about, my subordinates don't know."

Ran Tengxiao narrowed his eyes. "Go and find out. What does zhaoxiaohui have to do with the party 19 years ago?"

She suddenly became interested in what happened nineteen years ago. Why.

"Xiao Ye, the person in charge of the chamber of Commerce paid a personal visit." Housekeeper ran answered the phone, walked over and said.

Ran Tengxiao said, "who is the current chairman of the chamber of Commerce?"

"It's Shen Zhou."

Ran Tengxiao thought of the sudden silence of Mingjing when he just mentioned Shen Zhou. What role did Shen Zhou play in the reception 19 years ago?

"Shen Zhou won't bow to me. It seems that there is a split within them. In that case, I'll try my best to go."

Housekeeper ran understood: "I'll deal with it now."

——

A burst of screaming broke out in the ward, causing eardrum pain. The nurses passing by the door and the ward next door were used to it.

Zhuxiangxiang looked at his hair and felt numb.

"My hair... My hair..."

She desperately pushed the broken hair on her head, but she could only watch them fall on the ground like residual catkins in the wind, blown away by the wind.

After repeated dialysis, a lot of her hair fell off. While fighting the disease every day, she had to bear great mental pressure. The whole person was close to the edge of collapse.

When the door of the ward was opened, zhaoxiaohui came in carrying a food box. Seeing Zhu Xiangxiang curled up with her knees in her arms, she felt distressed.

"Xiangxiang, is it hurting again? I'll call the doctor."

Zhuxiangxiang was silent and seemed dead.

Zhaoxiaohui walked over with tears and gently hugged Zhu Xiangxiang: "Xiangxiang is good. When you are cured, you will go home with your mother. In the future, we will live a good life and be a good man. Life will be better."

"Mom, I'm so tired." Zhuxiangxiang said feebly, his tone full of despair.

There was darkness in front of her eyes. She seemed to be standing on the edge of a cliff. Maybe she would jump down and be free.

"Is it the retribution for my bad deeds? Then give me a good time. Don't torture me like this. I've really had enough."

Every word she uttered was like a knife, which stabbed zhaoxiaohui's heart.

"Xiangxiang, it's mom who's sorry for you. Don't worry. Mom will save you. You're still so young. If you want retribution, it's all on me. You must be good."

Zhuxiangxiang lay in zhaoxiaohui's arms, silent, numb and stiff like a dead man except for her weak breath.

At this time last year, she was still the first lady in Jiangzhou who was dignified and generous. Today, she is living a life without human beings or ghosts.

During the torture of her illness, she would always think of Zhu Xiangxiang in the past. At that time, she was in high spirits and proud, as if the future were under control.

Did you think it would be today?

If this is the result of her forcibly seizing the blessings of Zhu Jiazhen, she is not reconciled... Not reconciled... It is clear that everything is the arrangement of fate. What does it have to do with her? She is just a victim. Why does God punish her alone.

She is not reconciled

Zhu Xiangxiang's heart was filled with anger, his hands clenched into fists, and a dark light of resentment burst out from his dead eyes.

This fate is unfair, and she will fight to the end.

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"Mingjing, I asked the old staff of the hotel to investigate. It's a long time ago. Most people don't remember it, but some people are still active now. You see, it doesn't meet your requirements."

Gao Chang sent a list.

When the mirror is opened, a familiar name comes into view first.

Shen Zhou.

"It was a strange party. I told my mother what her taboos were like. I found a retired hotel employee and spent some money to get them out of his mouth."

"Thank you. I'll invite you to dinner later."

"Well, remember to owe me a meal." Gao Chang was very happy. "Will you allow me to bring a friend then?"

"Of course, but..." The conversation in the mirror turned.

"This matter ended nineteen years ago. Remember, don't continue to investigate it. Just pretend I never asked you about it."

Gao Chang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "don't worry, I'm not interested in this kind of thing. I'll hang up in class."

Mingjing hangs up the phone and looks at the list sent by Gao Chang and falls into meditation.

Just at this time, the mobile phone rings, the mirror looks at the caller ID and connects.

"Mingjing, your eldest brother came back. Last time you two didn't see each other. He knew you had come back from Jingzhou. He specially asked me to call you and ask you to go home for dinner. Most people can't eat the dumplings your eldest brother made himself. You have a good luck today."

"OK, I'll go now."

Mingjing hangs up the phone, changes clothes and goes out.

When Mingjing walked into the main hall of the Shen family, Shen Zhou was making dumplings with his apron tied. Old man Shen was listening to the radio. When he saw her coming in, old man Shen waved with a smile: "my daughter is coming."

Shen Zhou smiled: "what are you doing? Come and show me."

The mirror steps forward.

Shenzhou shook his head. "It's getting tall again, which makes big brother very stressed."

Mingjing clean hands, sat down and picked up noodles and dumplings, "it's a vegetarian filling."

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't call you." Shen Zhou blinked.

"Brother, have you been busy lately?" Mingjing's gesture of making dumplings is slow and orderly, but the dumplings are exquisite and beautiful. They are like works of art. The situation of light clouds and light winds can never be imitated.