Chapter 164

"Miss Jiang, Mr. He, I know I'm wrong. Please let me go this time, OK? No matter what you want me to do, I have no opinion Huang Qingqing knelt down in front of he chenan again and begged.

He Chen an looks up at Jiang Zi en and ignores what Huang Qing says.

Jiang Zien sat beside he chenan and said, "Miss Huang, first stand up and answer my question."

"Good Good Huang Qingqing immediately stood up and looked at Jiang Zien with a trace of joy.

"Miss Huang, can you tell me why you did that to me?"

Hearing what Jiang Zien said, Huang Qingqing's eyes dodged for a moment, and then said to Jiang Zien, "yes He Ming threatened me. He said that if I didn't follow his instructions, he would continue to trouble me. I I'm afraid. "

Jiang Zien can accept this reason.

"So there is no grudge between Miss Huang and me?"

"Yes, it's all my fault No, it's all he Ming's fault. I hope Miss Jiang will let me go regardless of villains. If anyone knows that I've been arrested by the police, my reputation will be ruined in my life. " Huang Qingqing cried bitterly and said to Jiang Zien.

Jiang Zi en nodded and said, "in this case, I can forgive you this time, but if there is another time, I won't let you go so easily."

Huang Qingqing immediately showed a happy look, constantly toward Jiang Zien said thank you, and then left Jiang Zien's home. Only after the door was closed, the gratitude on her face turned into resentment and unwillingness.

"If it wasn't for he Ming, I wouldn't have begged Jiang Zi'en in such a low voice." After that, she turned back and glared at the door behind her. Then she said in a cruel voice, "Jiang Zien, you wait and see for me." Then he walked away.

"You really let that woman go?" Hechen an asks Jiang Zien.

Jiang Zien said helplessly: "I can't help it. When I was in the company, Mr. Huang took care of me very much. I always wanted to look at Mr. Huang's face and let her go. What's more, she was still so old, so I gave her a chance."

He Chen an nodded.

Jiang Zi'en then showed a look of regret, sighed and said, "it's a pity that I got my job."

He Chen an eye dew distressed Wen Sheng says with a smile: "early let you go to my company, high salary and safety, still need not suffer these tribulations and grievances."

Without hesitation, Jiang replied immediately, "I don't want to. I must rely on my own ability to find a good job."

He Chen an a face dotes on to drown of looking at her, in the eyes is full of cannot hide of tenderness.

……

Zhan Tingchen was busy with the affairs of M country, and immediately bought a ticket back to Hangzhou.

Because today is Jiang Zien's Memorial Day

When he came out of the airport, Wang Yi had already come to meet him in his car.

But Zhan Tingchen just wanted to be alone.

After Wang Yi was sent away, he drove to Jiang Zien's tomb.

Although this tomb is just a clothes tomb, Zhan Tingchen still comes to pay homage at this time of the year.

It is not only a ceremony, but also a kind of psychological comfort.

He will take good care of everything about Jiang Zien.

The photos on the tomb are still visible.

Soft smile, delicate cheek, lifelike.

Zhan Tingchen couldn't help reaching out and stroking the person in the photo slowly.

His eyes were already red, and his heart was full of grief.

"Zi en, I miss you so much..."

The voice is choked and hoarse, which implies endless yearning and nostalgia.

At this time, a gentle breeze came from the mausoleum, just like a lover stroking his beloved woman.

The bitterness in Zhan Tingchen's heart was even worse.

He wanted to follow him countless times.

But the responsibility on his shoulders, the belief in finding children, and the hatred for the murderer trapped him in this world.

It's a world where he doesn't feel the slightest warmth

Crystal tears began to fall slowly along the angular cheek.

Sadness is expressed in words.

At this time, a thin voice came from the side, which interrupted Zhan Tingchen's thoughts. Then he turned his head, looked at the source of the sound, and saw a familiar little figure.

The child less than one meter is dragging the sack behind him. Every time he arrives at a grave, he will put all the plastic flowers in front of the grave into his bag.

It's very clean, not for the dead

Zhan Tingchen had a funny look in his eyes.

Slightly dispelled the cold and sadness of the whole body.

The child was so absorbed in picking up the plastic flowers that he didn't find Zhan Tingchen standing near him, watching him."How about you pick up things from the dead?" Zhan Tingchen said suddenly.

The child was obviously frightened. He immediately widened his bright eyes and looked at Zhan Tingchen in horror. But after reaction, he immediately showed an angry look at Zhan Tingchen and said in a loud voice: "how can it be you again?"

This looks like a frightened little beast.

Zhan Tingchen's smile in the corner of his eyes deepened a little.

"So you remember me."

Zhan Tingchen is very satisfied with this.

The child turned his head, no longer looked at Zhan Tingchen, and continued to pick up the plastic flowers in front of the graves.

"What's the use of picking up these?" Zhan Tingchen asked in a deep voice.

In addition to Jiang Zien, this is the first time he has taken the initiative to talk to someone else, who is still a little kid about three years old.

But the child completely ignored him, very cold to continue to do their own things.

Zhan Tingchen comes forward to help him lift the sack full of plastic flowers up the stairs, but the child immediately seems to be touched by a nerve, holding the sack tightly, and then looks at Zhan Tingchen with hostile eyes.

Zhan Tingchen ignored him and continued to want to help him.

But the child is actually the same stubborn, more force to hold.

Zhan Tingchen is afraid of hurting the child, so he has no choice but to give up.

But the next second, the child looked warily at Zhan Tingchen with wolf like eyes, and then immediately dragged the sack down the mountain.

This time the pace is very fast.

Zhan Tingchen turned around and stroked Jiang Zien in the photo. He said softly, "I'll come down and see you again." Then follow the child with interest.

When we got to the entrance of the cemetery, the old man guarding the cemetery, Chao Zhan Tingchen, said, "Sir, I hope you don't mind this child taking the plastic flowers from the grave. He He was forced to do so

Zhan Tingchen's eyes slightly picked and asked, "what's wrong with him?"

The old man looked at the child's back, sighed, and then told Zhan Tingchen.

"The child has a mother, but her mother suddenly fell ill last year and was paralyzed in bed. So the child began to pick up garbage every day. Unfortunately, he was only four years old and had to suffer such hardships. Because plastic flowers have become popular in the market recently, I I asked him to pick up the plastic flowers, so that he could earn some money for dinner. "

Hearing what the old man said, Zhan Tingchen was silent for a long time, and then continued to follow the child.

The child dragged the sack a long way, then stopped in front of a very shabby wooden house.

Zhan Tingchen deliberately covered himself and stood behind the wooden wall.

Seeing that Zhan Tingchen didn't catch up, the child immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Then he went to the cabin and called out "Mom" happily.

Zhan Tingchen immediately followed. But when he just came to the door of the wooden house, he immediately smelled a smell of putrefaction.

This is

Zhan Tingchen's dark pupil dilated instantly.

He had experienced many times of escape from death before, and he was very familiar with the taste.

Zhan Tingchen then quickened his pace and walked towards the cabin. Through the old window, he saw that the child was lying on the edge of the bed, talking to the person lying on the bed. His little face was full of joy, as if he had not noticed that the body had begun to darken.

There is even something white creeping slowly on it.

Zhan Tingchen's eyes suddenly became very dark.

The woman in bed has obviously been dead for many days.

Zhan Tingchen walked into the wooden house. When he saw the woman's face, he felt familiar.

This woman It's the woman who bumped into him in the hospital four years ago!

And the child in front of him must be the child that Mr. Zhan once paid to help him cure his heart!

As soon as he saw Zhan Tingchen coming in, the child's face immediately showed an angry look. Then he yelled to Zhan Tingchen, "what are you doing in my house?"

Zhan Tingchen approached him in silence, then put his broad and powerful right hand on the other side's small head and said in a deep voice, "don't be afraid, I'm here to help you."

The child stopped struggling in an instant. Looking forward, Chao Zhan Tingchen said, "can you help me cure my mother's disease?"

Zhan Tingchen shook his head in silence.

The child immediately showed a look of disappointment.

"Your mother is dead. There is no cure."

"Dead? What is death? " Hearing what Zhan Tingchen said, the child immediately showed a puzzled look.

Don't know what to think of, Zhan Tingchen deep eyes gradually emerged a trace of sadness.

The child bit his cracked lip and didn't speak any more. He just turned around and looked at the woman lying on the bed.

Zhan Tingchen immediately picked up the phone and dialed the crematorium.

Ten minutes later, several people in white clothes and white masks suddenly appeared in the cabin.When they saw that those people wanted to move their mother, the child's expression suddenly became particularly excited. He struggled, he cried, he cried, he let those people down.

All the people were shocked by the change of this moment.

Zhan Tingchen tied the child firmly in his arms, and then nodded to those people.