Mo Zihang was angry, playing with his fingers, and his eyes shot cold. He said, "Oh, I want to see someone, so troublesome?"
Although the tone of his speech was light, the person in charge trembled with fright, fighting with his legs and waving his hands repeatedly: "of course not, it's just... It's just Xia Jianguo, you can't see him!"
"What do you mean?"
Last week, a group fight broke out in the prison. Xia Jianguo was seriously injured because he didn't get good treatment in time. In addition, he was not in good health. When he was sent to the hospital for treatment, his injury was irreversible and he died within a few days.
Mo Zihang frowned. What, Xia Jianguo died?
"And where is he?"
"We also tried to inform relatives, but there was no response. Now the person is lying in the hospital morgue, waiting for the superior's notice to deal with it."
On hearing this, Mo Zihang was silent for a long time. After Xia Xiaowan left, he completely cut off contact with the Xia family. Although Xia Jianguo has another daughter, he has lost track of him since his accident. When the summer family falls down and the tea is cool, no one will take care of his life and death.
For a long time, Mo Zihang said, "don't move him now. I'll send someone to deal with it."
Out of prison, Mo Zihang returned to the car. It was very late at the moment, but he didn't feel sleepy. Looking at the dark night outside the window, he was confused and uncomfortable.
After waiting for a long time, the driver saw that there was no movement and asked, "Mr. Mo, where are you going now?"
Go to the apartment and move your body
The prison is in the suburbs. The apartments in the center of the city are far away. When Mo Zihang came to the apartment building, the sky was slowly turning white.
He didn't sleep all night, and he was tired.
He carefully opened the door, afraid to disturb the sleeping Xia Xiaowan, so he made do with lying down on the sofa.
Early in the morning, Xia Xiaowan walked out of the bedroom and yawned. He suddenly found a figure lying on the sofa and screamed.
Hearing the sound, Mo Zihang sat up with red blood under his eyes and his face was very tired.
Xia Xiaowan doubts: "when did you come back?"
Mozi stood up to her and reached for her.
Although Xia Xiaowan didn't know what happened, she felt something wrong in the music and held Mo Zihang: "what's the matter?"
Mo Zihang pulled out a trace of smile: "I'll go to wash and gargle first. Wait for me for a moment. I have something to tell you."
Xia Xiaowan frowned slightly, with a strong intuition that what Mo Zihang wanted to tell her was certainly not a good thing.
Looking at the back of the man leaving, Xia Xiaowan turns and walks into the kitchen.
She took the bread out of the refrigerator and put it in the oven. Then she poured two glasses of milk and went back to the restaurant with the breakfast prepared. Mo Zihang just walked out of the bathroom.
He was wearing a black shirt, wiping his hair with a towel in both hands, and his whole body exuded the smell of abstinence.
Xiaoxiao son looked at Xiaozi and I was in front of a bowl of bread and said, "I was still in a mess to eat bread."
The man took a bite of the bread and chewed it for a long time before swallowing. He opened his mouth slightly, but the cat didn't know how to open his mouth.
For a long time, Mo Zihang said quietly, "he is dead."
Xia Xiaowan a Leng, he, who is he, who died?
Surrounded by a dead silence, Xia Xiaowan quickly responded and slowly lowered his head: "what happened at that time?"
"The day before yesterday."
Although Xia Xiaowan's face was plain and did not have too many expressions, Mo Zihang clearly felt her hands slightly stiff as she held the milk cup.
"Xiaowan ····"
when Mo Zihang was about to say something, Xia Xiaowan suddenly stood up and quietly walked into the bedroom and closed the door. Mo Zihang went to the door of the room and knocked, but there was no reaction in the room.
In the bedroom, Xia Xiaowan stood in front of the window, looking at the blue sky. Today's weather is particularly good, the sun is shining, and the sun is sprinkling on her body to disperse the cold in her heart.
Five years ago, the scene of Qi Yanqing's tragic death reappeared in her mind. At first, she hated Xia Jianguo and Wang Yan to the bone, and at the beginning she was determined to let them get the punishment they deserved.
So when she learned that Xia's enterprise went bankrupt and Xia Jianguo and Wang Yan were jailed, she felt that this was what they deserved.
But at the moment, she learned from Mo Zihang that the news of Xia Jianguo's death was that she was depressed. Was it sad?
Xia Jianguo is her father, but she doesn't look like a father at all. But from the blood, he is her father, blood is thicker than water, this is the reason why I feel stuffy!
At this time, she especially wanted to find someone to tell her mind, but this person would never be mo Zihang. Somehow, she didn't want to tell him about it.
A person stayed in the house for a long time, Xia Xiaowan came out, his face was still that light appearance, fixed to look at Mo Zihang: "I want to go to a place.""I'll be with you."
Xia Xiaowan directly refused: "no, I want to go alone."
Mo Zihang frowned slightly. Is this kind of behavior rejecting him?
After a long silence, Mo Zihang still nodded.
Looking at Xia Xiaowan walking to the porch, Mo Zihang couldn't help opening his mouth: "sometimes call me."
Xia Xiaowan turns around, looks at him to nod, picks up the car key to go out.
Because it was the morning peak, Xia Xiaowan took a long time to arrive at the cemetery and bought a bunch of Qi Yanqing's favorite carnations at the foot of the mountain.
Go to qiyanqing tombstone, Xia Xiaowan put down the carnation in his hand and sat down on the edge of the tombstone.
"Mom, my daughter is unfilial. I haven't come to see you for five years. Are you ok?"
After a few seconds' pause, Xia Xiaowan continued to say, "Mom, Wang Yan is dead, and Xia Jianguo is dead. Do you think I am particularly cruel? He is my own father, but I am not sad. Mom, if you meet there, you must not forgive him! He is not worthy of your forgiveness
Xia Xiaowan chatted with Qi Yanqing for a long time. When she got up, her legs were numb and numb. She stood for a long time. Then she came back slowly. She looked at the tombstone for a long time, and then she left slowly.
Came to the foot of the mountain, looking at the management in front of him, he moved in his heart and walked forward: "Hello, do you still have a place here?"
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Mo Zihang waited for Li Ma to come to her apartment and played with Xiao Xiao for a while before she got up to go to the company.
Thinking that Xia Xiaowan was full of worries, he didn't want to talk to him, or even wanted to see him close. Mo Zihang was very upset.
When Secretary Zhang reported his work, he naturally found his absent-minded expression.
"General manager Mo ····"
after calling several times in succession, Mo Zihang regained his mind and looked at him in doubt: "what's the matter?"
Secretary Zhang Tucao in his heart, yes, he just make complaints about it.
Ah, I can't help it. Who let someone else be a big boss?