Chapter 983

For several days, Qiao Muze and Zhuang wennuan have been returning to the place where she and her father passed together. Zhuang wennuan's mood is a little sad. She is also trying to find her father's memory and imagine whether there is an important place she has forgotten.

Qiao Muze's bodyguards are always at their side. At the same time, when they are looking for it, a car that is far behind is also watching.

Li Da in the car, after following for several days in a row, determined that Zhuang wennuan and Qiao Muze must have gone out to find the account book her father held. He dialed Qiao Huiyang.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Huiyang's voice came, and the voice line was tense.

"President Qiao, Qiao Muze has been taking Zhuang wennuan to travel these days. Maybe he wants her to look for her father's lost account book."

Qiao Huiyang at that end breathed a sigh of relief immediately. "You've fixed your eyes on me. If you find the account book, no matter what the cost is, you must grab it for me."

"Yes! I'm staring at it, but when he goes out with bodyguards, I don't dare to get too close for fear of being found. "

"Lida, you should know that if Zhuang wennuan finds the account book, it will be the end of our lives." Qiao Huiyang threatens Li Da.

"Yes! I'll get it. " After listening, Li Da immediately promised.

Qiao Huiyang hangs up the phone at that end. Li Da wipes a cold sweat in the dark, and looks at a pair of people walking into the old house of Zhuang Nuan not far away. It's just a knife across his chest, ready to cut into his heart.

Zhuang wennuan once again returned to the place where she and her father first lived. It's a long time here. Even if she doesn't come here to live, she is reluctant to sell it. Zhuang wennuan opens the door, and the furniture inside is full of memories.

Choumuze looked at the house, the furniture. Although he was the manager of the company at that time, he didn't seem to live well. His furniture was old. Normally speaking, solemnity is not too short of money! However, when he was a child, he was willing to invest most of his money in Zhuang Nuan's body, sending her to interest classes, practice classes and piano classes. These invisible money are all an investment.

Zhuang wennuan reached out and stroked an electronic piano on her former small table, which was covered with dust. She sighed and looked up at the house. Some memories of her childhood were as clear as the tide.

Qiao Muze stood behind her with a twinkling of heartache in his eyes. If he didn't want to find out the truth and return justice to her parents, he really didn't want her to suffer like this. It would be enough for him to protect her in his life.

Just then, Zhuang wennuan turned to Qiao Muze and said, "I remember when my father was a child, he bought a safe, as if my mother was still very angry."

Jomunze immediately took it seriously. "Do you see that?" "Yes, when my father bought it back, I remember my mother said," why does he do this? If there's anything I have to do, I have to get a safe. Our family is not rich. My mother thought that my father would hide something she didn't know. Anyway,

, I had a quarrel. "

"Do you know where your father's safe is installed?"

Zhuang thought about it and shook his head. "I only know he bought it, but I didn't see where it was installed."

Cho took a look at the house. His eyes swept over the hidden places, such as behind the TV cabinet and the closet of the room.

Zhuang looked at what he saw, and she blinked at once, "will my father hide behind these cabinets?" "Let's look for it. Maybe we can find it." Qiao Muze said to her, he went to the side of the TV cabinet, reached out and moved away. Zhuang wennuan came to help. After moving away, there was no elevator cabinet behind him. Two people looked for it in other parts of the family. Finally, in Zhuang wennuan's childhood room, behind her wardrobe, they found the safe that had been kept quiet for seven years.

Zhuang wennuan and Qiao Muze take a surprise and excited look at each other. She doesn't know when her father will install the safe in her room?

And it's still behind her wardrobe. It must have been installed here when she wasn't at home.

"Why does my father pretend to be here?" Zhuang wennuan is a little confused.

"Because your father knows that once those people come in, they will find his room, and those people in your room will not search carefully. According to ordinary people's mind, no one will put important things in the children's room."

Zhuang Nuan nodded, maybe he was right.

When Zhuang warm was a child, the cupboard was not big. A small row of pink cupboards. Zhuang warm and Qiao muzeqi pushed the cupboard to the side, revealing the unlocking hole of the small safe.

This is a password cabinet. Zhuang wennuan and Qiao muzer squat beside her. Qiao muzer looks at her. "Do you know what number your father often uses as a password?"

Zhuang thought about it and shook his head. "Maybe it's their birthday! I'll try. "

Zhuang warm after pressing, but found no response, it seems to be wrong.

Qiao Muse thought for a moment, reached out to press, Zhuang wennuan was stunned, did he know?

Just after Joe Munzer pressed it, he only heard a jingle, indicating that the lock had been unlocked.

"You How do you know? " Zhuang asked incredulously.

"Six digits after your birthday." Chamuzer looks at her.

Zhuang warm heart suddenly a pain, father so important things, with her birthday number?

However, Qiao Muze knows that solemnly loves her very much, so he is likely to use many passwords for Zhuang's warm birthday.

Qiao Muze reached out and unscrewed the door of the safe. He saw that there was a letter in the small safe. There was also a step of money. At the bottom, there was a folder, which should be the account book they were looking for.

Zhuang first picked up the letter. She opened it in a hurry. When she saw the letter, her eyes blurred. Looking at the words on it, she felt warm and kind. "Warm, my good daughter, when you see this letter, maybe I have had an accident. I know that I am in danger all the time, but I can't tell you too much. If I'm not here, you and your mother must live a good life. I can't take good care of you. I'm sorry. I hope you don't hate me for doing this. Dad can't make you live better. The following folder, please give it to Mr. Qiao Yueyang, President of qiaoshi group. After you hand it in, you move out of a place, live again and take good care of yourself. " This letter broke Zhuang wennuan in an instant. She couldn't help crying with her face in her hands. Qiao Muze immediately sat down and held her in his arms. At this time, seeing his father's letter, he could not comfort her. He could only give her a warm hug. The letter in Zhuang wennuan's hand was gently removed by him. After reading this letter, Qiao Muze must have regretted Zhuang Yanming's later period. He even arranged his later affairs. But what he said in the letter, let him not think of, finally with him to leave the world, and his wife, they can only leave their daughter alone. Qiaomuze loves qiaohuiyang's cruelty and hates him even more. In order to achieve benefits,

forced a happy family to separate Yin and Yang, and even wanted to poison Zhuang warm. Such an uncle, even if he was sent to prison by himself, would not blink an eye, nor leave any affection.

He should go there to spend his posterity.

"My dad My dad didn't say who it was! Who is it? Who killed them? " Zhuang Nuan hates the murderer who killed his parents.

Choumuze reached out his hand and stroked her back brain gently, comforting, "warm, listen to me, I know who he is."

Zhuang wennuan immediately raised his head from his arms, shocked and eager, "do you know who killed my parents? Who is it? "

Zhuang Nuan looked at him anxiously and wanted to know the name of the man immediately.

Qiaomuze's eyes flashed a touch of sadness, "it's my uncle qiaohuiyang." Zhuang's warm breath was sluggish. She almost couldn't help leaving Qiao muzer's arms. She stepped back and looked at him incredulously. "Is it your uncle? Killed my parents? How could it be him? Why him? "