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Ye Zhensheng's expression froze in an instant, then he shattered into pieces inch by inch.

He never thought that he would be asked this question at such a situation and at such a time facing Lu Yun.

Lu Boyuan had already been dead for many years. To put it bluntly, when he was in a car accident, his corpse was completely burnt, and all that was buried was just a jar of white ash. Why would someone mention such a thing in front of him after so many years?

"What nonsense are you talking about? Big Bro's car accident was an accident, otherwise, what else could it be?" That's what the police say. Why did you suddenly ask that? "

Ye Zhensheng's voice was very dry, and because of his nervousness, it sounded a little rough. It sounded like an old, rusted machine, jumping out word by word, allowing people to drip two drops of machine oil on his throat to moisturize him.

"Why did you give my brother a car on his birthday?"

"Lu Yun, what do you mean?"

Ye Zhensheng's voice rose as she raised her eyebrows, her expression filled with uncontrollable rage, as if she had received a huge insult. Lu Yun was still very calm, and looked at him fixedly while holding the microphone: "Why did you give him that car on that day?

This kind of calmness was able to make one go crazy. Ye Zhensheng resisted the urge to throw the microphone and roared: There's no why! I just suddenly wanted to give him a car. Didn't he like that car a lot? He likes to drive that car out. Do I have to stop him? He was in the car accident, so do you want to find the manufacturer of the car and sue them? "

Ye Zhensheng was like an angry lion, all of the hairs on his body erect, he emitted a low growl of warning, as though Lu Yun had said one more word, and was about to pounce over and bite her neck off.

Lu Yun calmly welcomed his roar and asked the last question: "So, that car accident has nothing to do with you, right?"

"Yes, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Alright, I understand."

After Lu Yun finished speaking, he unhesitatingly hung up the phone, completely ignoring Ye Zhensheng's angry roar from behind the glass window.

She gave him one last chance, and one last chance to trust him.

After exiting the police station, just as Lu Yun was about to take a taxi back to Ye’s, he was suddenly attracted by a young man wearing a beige windbreaker.

The man was tall, wearing a hat on his head, and his trench coat was slightly trimmed to make him taller and taller. He casually stood by the side of the road, languid and undisciplined, with a lighter in his hand. His fingers were long and his knuckles were distinct, and his skin was very white.

After looking at it for a while, Lu Yun somehow felt that this man gave her a very familiar feeling.

Is it because he looks more traditional?

Lu Yun could not help but look at her a few more times, as if noticing her gaze, the man suddenly turned and looked towards her.

The man's profile was pretty good too. His jaw was angular, his nose was straight, and his eyes were long and slanted. The tail of his eyes flew into his temples, giving him an extra sharpness.

He only had one side of his face, but Lu Yun acted as if he was struck by lightning. In the next moment, he charged in front of the man like a madman.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Lu Yun questioned, after seeing the man's face, all the words were stuck in his throat.

The man's front was not like Lu Boyuan's, only that angle just now was very similar. If you looked carefully, you would see that his eyebrows were more gentle than Lu Boyuan's. Although his eyes were also more slender, they were always bent with a smile.

"What can I do for you, ma'am?"

The man took off his headphones, revealing an enchanting yet gentle smile, causing Lu Yun to realize that he was being rude. He became a little embarrassed as he shook his head and retreated, "Sorry, I recognized the wrong person."

After saying that, he took a step forward, blocking her path: "If I'm not mistaken, you are Lady Lu Yun, right?"

"How do you know?"

Lu Yun was on guard, but at the next moment, he heard the man's sinister and incantation, as if he was from hell: "Didn't you call me this morning?"

"When did I …"

Lu Yun subconsciously wanted to refute, but he suddenly stopped halfway through his words. It was as if an invisible palm had tightly gripped his throat, making him unable to breathe.

She had only called once in the morning, and now, the Demon standing on the other end of the line was smiling as he politely extended his hand out to introduce himself to her: "Hello, Ms. Lu. My name is Ai Sicheng."

Ai Sicheng?

The Lu family never had any relatives with the surname Ai!

But Lu Yun remembered that her brother Lu Boyuan had a pair of children. His son who was ten years old was called Lu Si City and her eight-year-old daughter was called Lu Ai.

The two children had fully inherited their parents' genes. They had outstanding appearances, were gifted, and had been taught well. Every time they saw her, they would call her Auntie softly and pester her to play.

Especially that little girl, Luai, who was especially attached to her, always liked to lie in her arms and listen to her stories, and also liked to let her help to braid her hair.

Lu Yun thought about how, in all these years, she had never tied a braid for Ye Zhixin before, because every time she saw Ye Zhixin, she would think about that little girl who was following behind her and called her aunt, all the time.

That little girl liked ballet and was especially hardworking. Every time, she would be chosen by the teacher to perform on stage as a lead dancer. She went to see the performance of the little girl once.

The child called Luosheng was basically a mini version of Lu Boyuan. He was very well-behaved and well-behaved, growing up in a good family environment. He was not rigid, very sunny, and also very humorous.

When his parents weren't around, he would secretly ask his aunt to give him some pocket money because he liked a little girl at work. He wanted to buy snacks for her to please.

At the age of ten, he had already learned the essence of his father. He knew what was the most pleasing thing to say, and what was the most romantic thing to do to coax a little girl.

However, it was these two adorable children who had their bodies burnt black in the car accident more than a decade ago. Their faces were completely unrecognizable.

Ai Sicheng had not retracted his hand this entire time as he stared straight at her. Suddenly, Lu Yun felt a cold chill crawl up his back, and cold sweat immediately began to pour down his back.

She turned around and wanted to leave. She wanted to run away with a scream, but her feet seemed to have been nailed to the ground and she was completely unable to move.

Since there was no response, Ai Sicheng suddenly leaned forward and acted on his own as he gently held her hand.

It was an extremely beautiful hand, yet it was ice-cold to the touch, as if a cold chill seeped out from the depths of one's bones. It could even be said that it looked like a corpse!

When this thought came out, Lu Yun shuddered. Her teeth were chattering non-stop, making a sound that only she herself could hear.

Instead, he gave Lu Yun a harmless and gentle smile, and then, Lu Yun heard his clear voice that seemed to have come from hell: "Aunt, why do you look like you're afraid of me?"