After lunch, Chu Huaijin and Pei Hongqin came to the golf course to play.
Chu Huaijin sat on the chair in the rest area and watched Pei sanshao play.
After playing for more than an hour, Pei sanshao came to the rest area and sat down. The servant brought him tea and snacks, then he retired.
Chu Huaijin was drinking tea, her eyebrows were slightly restrained, her voice was very light, and she asked, "how is the matter going? Do you have any eyebrows? "
The car accident, years later, should have been completely destroyed.
It's hard to find a clue.
When they were in Ningcheng, they started a secret investigation and went back to Kyoto. They were closer, which was more conducive to finding evidence.
But after so many days, there is nothing.
Pei Hongqin put down half of the curly heart puff, wiped the corner of his lips with a napkin, and then frowned and asked, "ah Jin, maybe the accident was really an accident. After all these years, it's hard to find evidence. "
"Impossible." Chu Huaijin denies.
Wei Wei and Chu Yumeng were still young. They may not have deep memories, but they were different.
Wei Wei is ten years old. He is twenty-one years old. His father and mother are in love.
Chu Zhi is as tender as water. Chu Zhi is considerate and dotes on them. They are just like model couples. They are his beloved father and mother.
After he went abroad to study, he returned home less often. Every time he talked to his mother by phone and video, she said everything was OK at home, so he focused on his studies.
Until the bad news came, it was clear that the car accident died
He just lost his soul and rushed back to the country.
At that time, he was estranged from Chu Zhi. He thought that he didn't protect his mother, so he killed his mother in a car accident.
Later, after three years, Chu Zhi married Sheng xinruo, who had been pestering him, and Chu Huaijin had no respect for Chu Zhi.
The image of his father, who used to be tall and great, had already collapsed in his mind.
Later, one after another, he decided to leave Kyoto, a place full of intrigue.
Take Wei Wei and Chu Xun back to Ningcheng and live in seclusion.
"A Jin..." Pei Hongqin covers his face with one hand, and Chu Huaijin interrupts him, "check it out."
He raised his eyes, eyes, full of dark dark dark undercurrent, "the problem is likely to appear in my father and hearty body."
Pei Hongqin opens his mouth, and he wants to say that it is understandable that Chu Zhi married Sheng xinruo. After all, Chu is dead, and he has been single, which is not realistic.
Married a Sheng xinruo, after all, is the first love, so many years, and in order to wait for him to turn around and never marry.
Standing in the position of a man, I think I'm moved.
If there is a woman who has been waiting for him for more than 20 years, he would probably like to marry.
But Chu Huaijin's idea is different from his. He believes that Chu Zhong's marriage to Sheng xinruo is not as simple as he thought.
In the dark, it is likely that there are hidden secrets.
"Achein, I believe in my intuition." Chu Huaijin stood up. "These years, my uncle has been working in the west, which is equivalent to exile. If I remember correctly, my uncle used to be loved more than my father. There must be a reason for such inexplicable exile. "
Chuqian?
Hearing Chu Huaijin mention Chu Qian, Chu Zhong's youngest son, Pei Hongqin's expression, I can't help but dignify myself, "it's quite reasonable to be said by you."
Unless he has made a big mistake, a beloved president will not be exiled quietly for no reason.