"It's like you haven't said anything for a long time. Yun Ruo, two daughters, one was lost when she was born, and the other was lost when she was three years old. Who did Yun Ruo provoke? Are the two daughters so miserable?" Si Nanzhe smiled. But he soon regretted it. Seeing Qin Ning's downcast face, he hurriedly coughed to explain.
"No, little president, I didn't mean to make fun of you. I just think the plot is a bit too bloody. If this Yun is your biological mother, your life is too bizarre, right? Is your twin sister dead or alive? , it’s really hard to say.”
"I am this child." Qin Ning stared at the baby in the photo, and she remembered that there were photos of her infancy among the photos that had been burned.
That's how she looked at that time, or maybe it should be said that her sister looked like this. The back of the hand is clean, nothing.
Now she can understand why some information is not correct. Because there are two people, and their lives are being manipulated by others, how do we investigate this?
Qin Ning let out a long breath, "I'll take these photos away. I need you to compile a detailed document about Yunruo. As compensation, I will try my best to help you get a divorce. Is that okay?"
Li Xunli didn't expect Qin Ning to make this a condition, she shook her head, "It's what I should do to give your teacher information. I won't use this to blackmail you into doing something for me."
With that said, Li Xunli got up and pushed a big box over in the living room of the apartment. She pulled the red curtain off the box and opened the lock with a key.
Soon, a cello appeared in front of Qin Ning and Si Nanzhe. This cello is beautiful, like a beauty.
"It's Teacher Yunruo's cello. She left it to me before she died. She said that if I had the chance to meet one of you, let me give you the cello. I should have found you. But I was too weak and stupid to be People have been taking advantage of it, and finally made it like this. Nothing has been done. I'm sorry!" Li Xunli said and bowed deeply to Qin Ning.
Qin Ning stared at the cello intently, looking at it quietly, imagining the appearance of the elegant woman in the photo sitting there playing the cello.
Yunruo? her biological mother.
"Can I interrupt? About my cousin, let's talk about him first. Why did you torture you? And what about Fang Miaoke's death?" Si Nanzhe just received a text message saying Fang Miaoke's dinner was given psychotropic drugs for a long time.
He wanted to find out what happened between Fang Miaoke and his cousin. He was afraid that his cousin was really a devil.
After exchanging glances with Qin Ning, Li Xunli pushed the cello behind her and took out a small medicine bottle from the drawer of the tea table.
There was a string of foreign language on the medicine bottle, but Si Nanzhe could understand it. He glanced at it, and after understanding the words on it, his face became ugly.
"My brother didn't give you this medicine, did he?" Si Nanzhe thought in his heart, it better not be.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you. This bottle of medicine was given to me by your brother. To be precise, he gave me the medicine. I discovered it sensitively. If I keep taking this bottle of medicine, my final result will be the same as Fang Miao's." Same." Li Xunli replied.
Si Nanzhe frowned into a small mountain peak, he stared blankly at the medicine bottle in his hand, still unwilling to believe that his handsome cousin could do such a thing.
At that time, he married Li Xunli and told everyone that it was his true love, and he could give up everything for this true love. Since it is true love, why should it hurt so much?