Chen wennian's resting place is in the rest room outside the ward on the next floor. After a short talk with PEI Qingle, Liao Meixing came to this place.

Her feelings about Chen wennian are very complicated. On the one hand, she thinks that he is a poor man. On the other hand, she thinks that a poor man is indeed hateful.

Liao Meixing knocks on the door. After hearing the sound inside, she pushes the door in.

As soon as she went in, she saw Chen wennian wiping her tears. Unfortunately, no matter how she wiped them, her eyes were still red and looked very pitiful.

"Miss Liao..." Chen wennian stood up in a hurry.

"It's OK. I just came to see you. It doesn't mean anything else. You don't have to be so nervous." Liao Meixing waved her hand and stood aside casually, carefully looking at Chen wennian's look.

"Miss Liao, Mr. Si said that he could help me find out the truth, really? I'm not suspicious of Mr. Si. It's just that after such a long time, I don't dare to think so much, but I can't help thinking about it. "

Chen wennian's words are incoherent, but Liao Meixing unexpectedly knows what she wants to express.

About a long time of disappointment, let hope become a terrible thing, because it may fall at any time.

"I believe Si Chenyi, he is the kind of..." Liao Meixing's heart moved. For some reason, when she mentioned Si Chenyi, her heart rate began to speed up, but her eyes were firm: "although it looks very gentle, in fact, she has her own opinions, and as long as he has promised things, she can certainly do them. I don't know why. I believe him anyway

Wiping his tears, Chen wennian asked in a low voice, "do you like him?"

"Ah?" Liao Meixing was stunned: "what are you talking about? I... how could I like him! Ah, we are just a very common relationship. Don't think much about it! "

A flustered explanation did not convince Chen wennian, but made him smile for a long time.

Liao Meixing sighed heavily: "anyway, don't misunderstand me. I'm here to find you. I just want to ask you that woman is right...

before her words are finished, the mobile phone in her pocket rings.

Liao Meixing took it out to see that it was Liao Xinci's call. She instinctively wanted to hang up, but after thinking about it, she made a embarrassed gesture to Chen wennian and then picked up the phone.

"Where are you?" Liao Xinci's voice came from the mobile phone.

When Liao Meixing didn't pay attention, Chen wennian's face changed a lot!

"What's the matter? Can I help you? " Liao Meixing asked in a low voice, and her face was discontented.

"Can't I find you yet? Is the game settled? When will my business be postponed? " Liao Xinci's voice was almost hysterical.

Liao Meixing frowns tightly, subconsciously away from the mobile phone some.

After a while, until the voice inside the mobile phone gradually calmed down, Liao Meixing said: "now everything has not been decided. If there is news, I will inform you in time. I have something to do now, so I will not say it."

Immediately, Liao Meixing resolutely hung up the phone.

She turned her head and saw Chen wennian, who had a complicated face.

"What's the matter?" Liao Meixing asked in doubt. She didn't understand that she made a phone call. How could Chen wennian look like this.

Chen wennian took a hesitant look at Liao Meixing and bit his lower lip tightly. After a while, he whispered, "who was that calling you just now?"

"This..." Liao Meixing sighed: "it's my mother. I'm sorry to make you laugh. I don't have a good relationship with her."

Chen wennian's expression became more and more complicated, and her brows were tightly frowned. Even though Liao Meixing was still aware of something wrong, she asked, "what's the matter?"

"That voice..." Chen wennian bit his teeth, but still intended to say: "the person who contacted me has a very similar voice to your mother!"

"What?" Liao Meixing's eyes widened in shock: "are you sure?"

When Chen wennian was asked, he hesitated: "I don't know... I just feel like it, but... It doesn't seem to be. The voice of the person who contacted me is more thick!"

At this moment, Chen wennian is more worried, but he is even more confused. For a moment, he does not dare to be so sure.

Liao Meixing did not speak for a long time.

If Chen wennian is right, is Liao Xinci the one who plans all these things?

Once the idea came out, Liao Meixing's body immediately shook violently. She couldn't help whispering, "don't worry, and then remember it well. Don't worry about me. As long as you are sure that the voice is the one that contacts you, we'll go upstairs and tell Anle clearly."

Chen wennian closed his eyes and tried to relax himself.She kept thinking back, confirming again and again, and shaking her head when she opened her eyes: "I just thought about it for a moment, but the tone of my voice is very similar, but when I think about it carefully, the one who contacted me is more hoarse. I should have heard it wrong."

"Are you sure?" Liao Meixing is worried and can't help asking again.

"It should be certain, and it's not only hoarse, it sounds younger than your mother, so it's not. I'm really sorry, my nerves may be too tight, that's why I heard wrong! " Chen wennian bent down and bowed deeply.

Liao Meixing took a breath, and the heart that she had been holding from just now on was also released.

If it's really Liao Xinci, she really doesn't know what to do.

What's more, Liao Xinci is not known to others, but she is quite clear. In fact, this person is a psychopath. It is possible to do something poisonous.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. But she just patted Chen wennian on the shoulder to let the other party relax. However, in her heart, Liao Meixing made her own idea.

Maybe she can try to investigate and see if it really has something to do with Liao Xinci.

If she found out, Liao Meixing's eyes suddenly darkened. She looked at her hands, and the figures of Pei Qingle and Liao Xinci constantly appeared in her mind.

At that time, what kind of choice should she make?

I just hope that Liao Xinci will never do such a thing. Otherwise, Liao Meixing's hands suddenly and tightly hold, and her eyes become firm and incomparable.