"If I'm not mistaken, that person is Yang Hua."

Pei Zhenghui's voice was calm and changed the scene when Peige and Ji Ziming had just entered prison. The wound on his forehead didn't seem to hurt at all. He didn't care at all.

After saying that, Pei Zhenghui stepped back, sat on the ground, crossed his legs and continued, "once, someone called me. At that time, I didn't notice the number of digits on the phone, but I noticed the sound from the microphone."

"What sound?"

Ji Ziming's cold eyes glared at Pei Zhenghui.

"It sounds like it's underground. There's percussion and wind. Sometimes it's very quiet and sometimes it's very noisy. He's laughing while talking to me. I asked him who he was, and he hung up."

Pei Zhenghui recalled that the voice sounded special. In that quiet compartment, Pei Zhenghui felt the cool air behind him.

"Didn't he tell you anything else?"

Ji Ziming didn't believe it. He went to great trouble to find Pei Zhenghui, but he just scared him and said nothing.

"He said a few words. I remember it very clearly. He said Pei Zhenghui, are you still alive?"

"That's all?"

"No, then I asked who he was and hung up."

Ji Ziming was a little suspicious, but after looking at Pei Zhenghui's expression in front of him, he didn't think he was lying. Only those who have really seen fear will really show their timidity.

"Are you sure that person is Yang Hua?"

Ji Ziming's voice was cold, and he thought it was the hell he had climbed out of hell.

"I'm not sure, but I have his number. I've never called this number, and he hasn't called me with this number."

"Then how can you be sure that this is his mobile phone number? What if it is the same as the previous number, it is empty, or no one answers at all?"

"No way. I've heard him whisper to the other person he called when he called me."

"Who is that man?"

"How do I know? I was on the phone with him at that time. I heard him whisper the number to another person. In fact, he didn't want me to know at all, but I overheard it unintentionally. So I had a heart at that time. I wrote it down at that time and memorized it now."

"Since you were in prison because of him, why didn't you call him?"

Ji Zi is deeply suspicious.

"How can I call him here? Besides, if I have a chance to call him, do I still need to wait here for you to press me?"

Pei Zhenghui's face doesn't matter. He can't hold his last card.

"Pei Zhenghui, you'd better tell the truth."

Ji Ziming's cold voice heard Pei Zhenghui slightly fight a cold war. Sitting, he was more careful and dared not provoke Ji Ziming. "If you don't believe what I said, I really have no way."

"Pei Zhenghui, I believe you this time. If I can catch this Yang Hua, I will consider saving you."

Pei Ge stood where he was and looked at Pei Zhenghui coldly.

"Really?"

Pei Zhenghui seemed to see a glimmer of hope. "Peige, are you really willing to save me? I... I really... I really know I'm wrong."

"You hear me clearly. What I said is that if I can catch Yang Hua and bring him to justice, I will consider saving you. If you tell me something else, I may..."

"There's nothing else. I've told you everything I know. It's true this time."

Pei Zhenghui quickly proved for himself, "really, Peige, you have to believe me, believe my second uncle, I really didn't lie to you."

"Can I still believe you? For myself, even my eldest brother can frame up. Can I still believe you for people like you?"

Pei ge yue said that the stars in his eyes twinkled. Ji Ziming stood up at the words, took Pei Ge in his arms and said softly, "don't be afraid, you still have me."

Looking at the two people in front of you kissing me, Pei Zhenghui was suddenly sad. Since he was in prison, his family came to see him only a few times, not to mention the love between husband and wife. The old saying goes that when a great disaster comes, they fly separately. It's really good.

"Peggy, if your father sees you now, he will be very happy."

"You have no right to mention him!"

Peige roared. She couldn't persuade herself to forgive this man, who had eyes so similar to his father's. How would she tell her mother? Just a few minutes before she saw Pei Zhenghui, she even thought about saving him and treating him like death. But because of Ji Ziming, she gave up the idea. No matter what the outcome is, maybe she will let go of all this.

"I know I did something wrong, and I don't expect your forgiveness. I just hope you can get better and better with President Ji in your future life. At the beginning, you and Zhou Zhuoyang were completely an accident. Fortunately, you're not the one who wants to marry him."

Pei Zhenghui sat on the ground with a decadent look at Pei Ge, who was closely guarded by Ji Ziming. There was a trace of sadness in his voice, "fortunately, it's not you."

"Pei Zhenghui, no matter what, you have to pay for your behavior!"

Pei Ge then turned and walked out. Ji Ziming followed. Pei Ge, who was walking in front, had already filled her eyes with water. At the moment she came out, tears finally burst into tears.

How can she forgive and persuade herself to forgive the man who killed her father.

Whether Yang Hua or Pei Zhenghui, she Peige will not let go easily.

"Ge Ge, you..."

After Ji Ziming caught up with Pei Ge, he couldn't help feeling a little worried. His eyes were cold, but he had nothing to do with her.

"It doesn't matter to me. I just asked you to come with me."

"What are you talking about? I'm your husband and the father of the children. I won't come with you. Who will come with you?"

Ji Ziming's eyes were cold, and Peige seemed to refuse him thousands of miles away.

"Zi Ming, my father..."

Pei Ge suddenly stopped and followed Ji Ziming behind him. He opened his hands and supported her in his arms. In the silent prison, only Ji Ziming's vowed voice was heard, "I know, I know, don't worry, you and me, I'll help you find out everything."

"Yes."

Pei GE's voice choked. She had been stimulated by Pei Zhenghui to think of the memory of her father's death.