The box is not very big. It's not too heavy, and it doesn't take much effort to open it.

The box was opened, and there were some photos lying inside. Photos were all over the box. The back of the photo on the top floor was facing her, as if something was bewitching her, Cheng Ling stretched out his hand. Open slowly.

Click. The box rolled to the ground and lay alone.

The photos inside are all scattered on the ground, as long as one bows his head. You can see your full self.

That's right. All the photos are of her, and they are photos of her in the past two years. I looked at the time on it, and it was almost every day, and it was arranged in order. Even if it was scattered on the ground, I could still find its time pattern.

Looking at myself differently at different times. Cheng Ling felt an inexplicable strange feeling in his heart.

two years ago. She rejected Xi Shiche, but he was so persistent?

What kind of big man Xi Shiche is, from the situation of being taken care of in these photos. It can be seen that he attaches great importance to these photos, just, why?

Squatting down and bending down, I slowly picked up these photos. The photos were taken from different angles, and the self inside was smiling very happily, which seemed to be collecting her happy moments.

Picking up one by one, recalling these memories by the way, arranging them according to time, and then putting them back in the box.

In the end, what he picked up was a few blank sheets of paper. Cheng Ling opened it and saw that they were sketches.

And the one in the painting is a girl with a sweet face and flamboyant eyebrows. Her eyes are unrestrained and exuding vitality, like a scorching sun, dazzling and dazzling.

These are a few pictures, from different angles, some are sketches of the girl alone, some angles seem to be in a vehicle, and the girl is looking at this car.

The paper was old and gradually turned yellow, and there were many wrinkles on it, it could be seen that it was often taken out for inspection.

Cheng Ling's hand holding the paper trembled slightly. The girl in this painting was exactly the same as when she was seven years old.

This photo is superimposed on her photo, as if something has been figured out, but I am not sure.

But she has no memory of seeing Xi Shiche, could it be that she forgot?

Moreover, she has no impression of the picture in the sketch.

Cheng Ling packed up her things. At this time, her mood was surging. She found that she could no longer calm down and read these favorite books. Now, these cherished and hidden books kept appearing in her mind. Photos and sketches.

I really want to know the reason.

If there are secrets hidden in the bookshelf, what about the computer?

There is an office computer in Xi Shiche's study, and the computer has a password. Xi Shiche once said that as long as she can crack the computer, he will let her use it.

This sentence seems to be specially designed for today!

Cheng Ling pulled out his chair, sat in front of the computer, and seriously thought about the numbers he usually used.

As Xi Shiche's secretary for a while, she still knows something about him.

However, I tried all the numbers, but nothing was suitable. Cheng Ling tried his birthday, graduation date, and even the year when he started his miracle, but it still didn't work.

Cheng Ling tried all the numbers that could be related to Xi Shiche. Could it be that he knew he couldn't solve it, so he was so calm and calm, otherwise he wouldn't let her touch the computer.

The photos just now flashed through my mind, and a thought that was impossible at first sight flashed, Cheng Ling shook his head and directly denied it.

Impossible, how could it be related to her?

Yu Jiao glanced at the password field displayed on the screen. Since he had tried so many, it would make no difference if he tried again.

Although I kept telling myself that it was impossible, my little hand pressed a few familiar numbers uncontrollably.

Cheng Ling was dumbfounded by the familiar voice connected to the computer interface. Would she not be surprised when the impossible became a reality?

Xi Shiche, that aloof and arrogant dark emperor, looked at anyone with contempt in his eyes, and there was no engraving on his forehead. You lowly people, why don't you kneel down and bow down quickly.

But the secret he used was her birthday.

Very ordinary, just a birthday.

Just like some couples who are passionately in love, whether it is a bank card, a communication tool, or any password, the couple's birthday will be used as the password.

But she is just a wife in name.

Some voices that had been ignored suddenly echoed in my ears.

"You just use my soft heart to you to blame me?"

"You are Mrs. Xi, you are qualified to check my position!"

"You represent me!"

It seems that from the very beginning, he has been brainwashing her, telling her that she is Mrs. Xi, she can do anything, and he will carry it when the sky falls.

Could it be that this marriage is not a contractual relationship in his eyes? But has a special meaning?

The computer cuts into the screen, and there is a folder on the desktop, a folder alone.

Cheng Ling opened it and saw that it was full of photos of her and Tang Yuze last night, and there were also some news reports, so many that she could hardly read them all.

It turned out that he bought her because he didn't see the news about her this morning.

Speaking of which, in the past two years, she really rarely appeared in the media and newspapers. The ones she would appear in were rarely bad reports, but were basically positive or pitiful.

Even if something like that happened to her father, or something happened to her brother, but no media ever pestered her, it was as if there was an invisible wall protecting her all the time.

Suddenly, Cheng Ling remembered Yaosheng's PR department, she opened the company's intranet, and suddenly saw her job number.

Surprised to find that her job number has not been cancelled, but can still be used normally.

Click on Sun Yili's share from the public relations department, and there is a locked folder inside. It seems that permissions have been set. Cheng Ling remembered that Sun Yili once asked him to go up and look at her shared information.

Perhaps, Sun Yili just wanted to show her something.

Cheng Ling clicked on it, and there were reports from each period in the past two years. After clicking on it, they were all hers, and they were all bad news.

No wonder Sun Yili knew her the first time they met, and said she knew a lot about her, so it turned out to be the case.

That's how he blocked the bad news for her.

Before anything happened at home, she felt that she was lucky and went smoothly. It turned out that the protective wall that had been protecting her was named Xi Shiche.

During the whole day, Cheng Ling didn't read what she liked, and didn't even go out of the study even to eat, and asked the servant to help lift the bookcase and put the books away. Cheng Ling spent the rest of the time squatting in front of the computer, looking at those books. News reports she didn't know about.

Originally there were some things, it was okay not to know, but once she knew, the complicated emotions would overwhelm her, almost overwhelming her.

Xi Shiche, what exactly is he thinking? What is that?

If she didn't know this, she could still hide, but now, wave after wave, all her sanity was knocked out.