In the car, Zhao Siqing looks at Jiang Xueqing standing in the same place in the rear view territory, and slowly drops his eyes.

She doesn't feel like a good person, but she doesn't want to be a bad person.

At the end of yesterday's game, she didn't let Lin Shijie do anything to Zhao Sixue, but went to find Zhao Xing'an.

Because she understood what that experience meant to a woman.

Jiang Xueqing can design herself without any scruples, but she can't.

As she told Huo Jingchen, she also didn't want to become a person like Jiang Xueqing.

But she also doesn't want to be regarded by Jiang Xueqing's mother and daughter as a rabbit that can be kneaded at will.

They should always learn some lessons and understand that they have the power to fight back.

As for her cheap father

Zhao Siqing didn't want to say anything bad about him, but he couldn't say anything good about him.

It's a great irony for her to say the names of her and Zhao Sixue, not to mention whether he remembered his own daughter or not.

One miss Qing, one miss Xue.

Who is Siqing thinking? She didn't think it would be Yang Jingqiu.

While Sixue is self-evident, it must be Jiang Xueqing.

It's just that she can't think very well. Yang Jingqiu has such a strong character. How could she agree to give her such a name back then.

Before long, Chu Yue's mother called in, and Zhao Siqing was a little surprised.

"It's Dr. Zhao. We plan to hold a memorial service for Chu Yue tomorrow. I hope you can come over sometime. " There is a very gentle voice on the opposite side.

Zhao Siqing was silent for a few seconds and didn't answer immediately. Now the entertainment of Tianying hasn't been solved. She really has no face to face Chu Yue.

"Dr. Zhao, a Yue once said that you are her only friend. She said that you treat her very well, so please make sure you come. I think only in this way can a Yue go safely. " Chu Yue's mother's voice is sincere, precipitated for a long time, and seems to have calmed down a lot.

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing felt sad for a while. He lowered his eyes and said softly, "OK, give me the time and address. I will go there earlier tomorrow."

*

the next day, early in the morning.

Zhao Siqing was wearing a black dress and coat, holding a bunch of white chrysanthemums and sitting in the position of the copilot.

These days she spends some time every day analyzing the victims, analyzing which one can be talked about by her, and then coming out to identify and testify.

But there were so many people staring at her that she had to be careful.

Otherwise, if one is careless, he or she will suffer. The person who promised to stand up to testify is also likely to be in danger.

At the thought of this, Zhao Siqing was upset.

She rolled the window down a little, and it blew through.

When she was a child, she knew that many things could not be achieved only by one cavity of blood. But when she grew up, she knew better. Even if she gave up her life, it would still be a cavity of blood in the end.

When he was about to arrive at the memorial hall, Zhao Siqing turned to Huo Jingchen and said, "don't wait for me, I'll take a taxi back after a while."

"Yes." Huo Jingchen took a look at her and answered her faintly without much words.

Zhao Siqing is just thinking about his recent appearances with him, which will inevitably cause criticism.

It doesn't matter to herself, but the problem is that she is black and red online now. If a large number of fans of Huo Jingchen attack her, she thinks she can really die.

After getting off, Zhao Siqing walked into the hotel with a bouquet in his hand at the back door, and Huo Jingchen's message came in.

There are only two short words: [waiting for you.