"However, Sheng Xiaoyi went crazy and drove into Sheng Youting and Liu Liu. Then the child didn't keep it. After he died in the hospital, Liu Liu also went, and Sheng Youting died because of internal bleeding."

What happened in those years was not a secret, and even made the whole city stormy. Of course, Zhao Qinghuan knew the context, "so, according to reason, Sheng Youting and Liu Liu's children have died, and they can't come back from the dead. Everyone knows that such strange things can't be trusted, right?"

"But what's strange is that you say he looks like Sheng Youting. It's reasonable to say that he may be a kind of Sheng family who lives outside. He is related by blood and looks almost normal, but his eyes are like Liu Liu. How can there be such a coincidence in the world?"

Yes, Zhao Qinghuan is right. He looks like Sheng Youting and his eyes are like Liu Liu. How can there be such a coincidence in the world? He never believed in the theory of strange forces and gods, unless Sheng Youting and Liu Liu's children were not dead at all!!

Only this explanation can make all the coincidences make sense. Chu Nan narrowed his eyes and looked dignified, "drive!!"

"Ah?" Zhao Qinghuan was deep in thought. Chu Nan's sudden two words made him a little confused.

"Drive!!" Chu Nan repeated, "catch up with the previous car."

Zhao Qinghuan reacted. Chu Nan asked him to catch up with the car that had previously carried the boy. It seemed that he was going to explore.

At this time, Zhao Qinghuan also had this idea. He also wanted to know what was going on. Even if it was gossip, he also wanted to find out the context, "OK, let's go!"

Quickly put into gear, Zhao Qinghuan's car, like an arrow from the string, sped out to catch up with the vehicle that had already disappeared in sight. Besides, he didn't forget to pat his chest and promise Chu Nan, "don't worry, I will catch up."

Chu Nan frowned slightly and reminded, "concentrate on driving."

"Good luck!" Zhao Qinghuan looked ahead and drove with great concentration.

Chu Nan leaned against the window with one hand and looked dignified. In his mind, he began to recall what had happened that year.

More than ten years ago, Liu Liu was admitted to the hospital in a car accident, and the child was not saved. Liu Liu lost his will to survive because of the child's death, and finally chose to reunite with the child under Jiuquan.

But now there is such a young man, a child of the combination of Sheng Youting and Liu Liu, as if to prove that he has always been alive. If the child did not die, or even lived until now, who announced the child's death at the beginning?

Who concealed the truth, who told Liu that the child died, and where did the stillborn child come from?

At last, three words appeared in Chu Nan's mind: Sheng Tianchen!

Yes, when Liu Liu was sent to the hospital, the person in charge of rescuing and operating on her was Sheng Tianchen.

Maybe he knows the truth, or maybe he wrote all this.

After Liu Liuhe and Sheng Youting died, Sheng Tianchen resigned and disappeared. Everyone thought that Sheng Tianchen was guilty that he couldn't save Liu Liu. He couldn't accept the news of Liu Liu's death and chose to hide and heal himself. But now, the appearance of the child made him feel that things were not so simple.

Sheng Tianchen was not as simple as they thought. It's hard to say that they should have been cheated.

As for the truth, over the years, he doesn't need to spend time and effort to find out, and he may not be able to find out. Now he just needs to follow the child and will come to a conclusion soon.

The driver of Gu's family, with two children, drove slowly and steadily on the road for the sake of safety. In this way, Zhao Qinghuan soon caught up. When he saw the familiar car and license plate number, he said excitedly, "Anan, catch up!"

"Just ahead, I said, I will catch up!"

Zhao Qinghuan's face was full of complacency and a small look of seeking praise and exaggeration. However, Chu Nan had no time to deal with Zhao Qinghuan at this time. He raised his eyes and focused all his energy on the black Rolls Royce not far from the front.

Follow all the way. Finally, Zhao Qinghuan and rouse parked their car in the parking lot not far away.

Through the window, they saw each other's driver quickly get off the cab and open the door in the back seat.

Nancheng took the lead in driving and, as always, extended his hand to the girl in the car.

Enen lowered her eyes. When she was about to take it up naturally, she found that his hands were really beautiful.

The bony joints are just matched, and the five fingers are as loose as a pine. They have a bony feeling. The nails are slightly thin, round and clean. The back of the white hand has slightly bulging green tendons.

An invisible and beautiful right hand is the best among all the boys she has seen.

At this moment, the right hand was spreading out its palm to him, trying to catch her gently.

Somehow, en en's face suddenly felt a little hot, and the whole nerve tightened up. It seemed that all his attention was focused on each other's hands, staring straight, and he couldn't move his eyes.

Until a faint word came from my ear, "stretch out your hand."

EN en just returned to God. He was almost in a hurry and handed him his hand.

The next second, the other hand closed, grabbed her, wrapped her warmly, and led her all the way, "let's go."

Uncle Zhang said with a smile, "young master, young lady, you must have fun!"

Nancheng turned back and politely replied, "thank you."

Uncle Zhang looked at their backs and sighed that the feelings between the two brothers and sisters were so good.

Just then, his shoulder was patted gently. Uncle Zhang looked at it. It was a handsome face. Although he was not young, he was never old. At least he was much younger than him, "what's the matter, little brother?"

Zhao Qinghuan took out his cigarette and handed it to Zhang Bo. He smiled innocuously, "nothing. It's just that he's addicted to smoking. I'll give you one by the way when I see you here."

They are all smokers. It's normal to have this habit. Uncle Zhang has no doubt. When he took the cigarette, he was surprised to see the brand and cigarette box. "Oh, this cigarette is a good thing. Our president smokes it. It's special."

"Big brother has a good eye." Zhao Qinghuan gave him a thumbs up. "It's really a good thing. My brother got it on duty under the president. The good thing is to share it together. Come on, big brother, I'll light it for you."

Zhang Bo was flattered and said, "thank you, thank you!"

With the "click" of the lighter, Zhao Qinghuan offered the lighter in both hands, lit the cigarette for Zhang Bo, then lit one for himself and swallowed the clouds and puffed with Zhang Bo.

Zhang Bo took a deep breath and felt refreshed. "The special offering is different. The taste is too pure."