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Cheng Yichen sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette and lit it up. In the midst of the smoke, he seemed to be filled with hostility.

Jiang Ruoqing stood there like a student who had made a mistake, not saying a word. Her mind was in a mess, and she didn't know what to think.

"That …" "I'm sorry, I was just curious."

"Curious?" Cheng Yichen sneered, his voice carried a bit of ridicule. "You just want to … The crime Dad committed, right? What if I prove my identity? What are you going to do? Look for everything that can hide you. "Father's sinful behavior?"

"No, I just …"

"But what? Aren't you going to prove it? "

"Yes, but I …" She did not know what Cheng Yichen had experienced, nor did she know what his father had done back then.

It was just that from the bottom of her heart, she was leaning towards whether her father was innocent or just a little bit more. Maybe she was just a selfish person.

Jiang Ruoqing, I am not even as good to you as a dog, and the dog even knows how to wag its tail when it sees me.

"I just want to know if it's true. Xiang, could you also be wrong? "

"True. Phase? " Cheng Yichen extinguished his cigarette and looked at her, enunciating every word, "Really. My family is in ruins, and the main culprit is Jiang Donghai! "

Her small face turned pale. She was actually powerless to answer his question.

"Cheng Yichen, I'm sorry." She dejectedly lowered his eyes. Perhaps he really was wrong. She was too arrogant, so he touched his bottom line.

"Take back your apology, I find it dirty." Cheng Yichen stared at her coldly, "Jiang Ruoqing, your actions have made me feel disgusted, private investigation of my past must have felt great about it, right?"

"No, I'm just curious."

"Now that I admit that it's Lu Beichuan, what do you want? Keep checking, check with you. Dad did not let down my family's business, go on! " Cheng Yichen roared crazily.

She was scared and retreated a few steps. Her eyes were full of fear as she turned around and left without hesitation.

It wasn't until the sound of the door opening that he regained his senses. With a bitter smile, he collapsed on the sofa, his eyes filled with desolation.

The string at the bottom of his heart that could not look down on others was finally plucked by Jiang Ruoqing, so he went crazy and shouted at her to leave.

He truly hated the feeling of being investigated by Jiang Ruoqing. Just like how she came to his side, she smiled at him everyday to curry favor with him. However, he understood in his heart, she only had one goal, and that was to find clues regarding Jiang Donghai from his side.

From start to finish, he had been like a used vase. He did not dare imagine that Jiang Ruoqing would leave after using him up one day.

Now, he began to admit that the weight of Jiang Ruoqing in his heart was already not light, even though he had been suppressing himself this entire time.

Perhaps he was really wrong. From the very beginning, he couldn't get close to this woman. This woman was like a poppy and he had been poisoned from the very beginning. The poison had probably spread to his internal organs already.

If Jiang Ruoqing did not know his identity, perhaps he could continue acting dumb, but now that the wound had been reopened, she had no other choice. Then, they could bear the pain of the wound together.

He sighed heavily and closed his eyes.

Early in the morning, the door of the prison opened. The guard stretched his back and suddenly saw a person cowering in the corner of the door.

"Hey, wake up, wake up."

Jiang Ruoqing weakly opened her eyes and sneezed, "Uncle, I want to see my father."

The guard who opened the door early in the morning was stunned. "You're not going to stay here all night, are you?"

She stood up shakily. Her clothes had already been dried by the wind, but she still felt as if her head was heavy and her feet were light.

"Yeah, I want to meet someone."

"You come in first!" This was the first time he encountered such a situation. Could it be that she was always outside during the heavy rain last night?

After pouring a cup of hot water for her, she gulped it down. In an instant, she felt that she had become much warmer.

"It's not yet time to visit."

"Uncle, I'm begging you, I must see dad." She quickly pulled at the prison guard's clothes, her small face full of anxiety.

"We also have our rules. Why don't you sleep here for a while? I'll call you when it's time. " The guard consulted her.

Jiang Ruoqing's pale face was drained of blood. She stubbornly shook her head and said, "No, I need to see my father immediately. Uncle, I beg of you."

In the end, he still agreed to her request and called Jiang Donghai over.

Jiang Ruoqing sat on the chair, her heart was filled with apprehension, she had to ask, just what exactly did her father have to do with Cheng Yichen.

Very quickly, Jiang Donghai was led in by the prison guard. When he saw Jiang Ruoqing, his face was filled with astonishment. "Little Qing, why are you here so early?"

"Dad, I have something to ask you." Jiang Ruoqing didn't say much and went straight in. Enter a topic.

"What is it?"

"Do you know someone surnamed Lu?"

"Lu?" Jiang Donghai's face changed drastically, as he asked in a low voice: "Little Qing, what do you mean by asking this?"

The corner of Jiang Ruoqing's mouth curled up bitterly. Seems like Father really did know someone surnamed Lu, she could see the shock on Father's face.

"My husband, Cheng Yichen, was previously called Lu Beichuan."

Jiang Donghai's eyes narrowed, and said in a deep voice, "Did he ask you to come find me?"

"Dad, did you really do something to let down the Lu family?" She had come here last night to get a clear understanding of the situation. Otherwise, she would feel uneasy in her heart.

It was just that the words of death for her family was too heavy, causing her to be unable to breathe, causing her to continuously guess, how would she be able to face Cheng Yichen then, would she still be able to do what she was before?

"The Lu family..." Jiang Donghai sighed, his eyes squinted, and his pupils became cloudy, "His name is Lu Beichuan?"

"Right." She bit her lips and looked at her father nervously. She felt uneasy in her heart.

"Twenty years ago, I indeed knew of a person surnamed Lu, and this person had almost affected me for the rest of my life."

Her heart rose. She didn't rush to reply, but carefully waited for her father to continue speaking.

"I was just here at the time, and I was fired up for my new job. He was in a partnership, but the partner ran away with the money, and he owed me a few days in the back of the bank to open a bill. I didn't agree to that at the time." Jiang Changguo sighed, "Who knew that something would happen the next day? He and his wife both jumped off the building."

Jiang Ruoqing opened her eyes wide, held her breath, and jumped off the building? At that time, Cheng Yichen was only eight years old, but he had already experienced the destruction of his family. No wonder he hated his father so much. He must have suffered a lot in his heart all these years.

"This matter has always been on Daddy's mind. It's just that I didn't expect that Lu fella would come looking for you 20 years from now. This is retribution!" Jiang Changguo sighed, his old eyes filled with tears, "My daughter, your father harmed you."

Jiang Ruoqing's chest swelled up uncomfortably, "Dad..."

"Little Qing, although the responsibility for the incident that happened to Lu surnamed was not mine, but I suffered for more than twenty years of moral condemnation. This sin should not be borne by you, leave him."

"Dad, it's almost time, I'm leaving." She smiled wryly and lowered her head, not daring to look at her father's eyes. Her heart was heavy with mixed feelings.

Slowly walking out of the observation room, he fell down head first with a thud, unconscious.

Her nose was filled with the smell of medicine, her long eyelashes trembled for a moment, and she slowly opened her eyes. What entered her eyes was an eye-piercing white color.

"You're awake?" A surprised male voice was heard. The voice sounded familiar, but it was also unfamiliar.

Her head felt heavy and tired. A figure blocked the sunlight in front of her eyes, making it impossible for her to see his face clearly.

'With Chen … '

The person who took the water out was stunned for a moment. He sat down and held her hand: "Little Qing, it's me."

Only now did Jiang Ruoqing clearly see that the person was Lin Wenhao, it was actually him.

Lin Wenhao could clearly see the disappointment on her face. Furthermore, she had yelled out Cheng Yichen's name just now.

"Drink some water, then your fever will stop."

Lin Wenhao pulled her up, allowing her to lean on his pillow. He then tested the temperature of the water before passing it to her, "Drink."

Jiang Ruoqing slowly sipped the water, her throat felt like it was burning, it was extremely painful, even swallowing the water felt painful.

"I'm sick?" Her face was pale and her large eyes seemed somewhat lifeless. It was as if her entire spirit had been taken away by this illness.

"You fainted in prison. The guard called me and sent you to the hospital." Lin Wenhao covered up the strands of hair that hung in front of her forehead and behind his ears, "You had a fever for the entire night."

"You were the one guarding me?" She raised her eyebrows and asked. Then, her gaze landed on the mobile phone on the table. She licked her dry lips. "Did someone call me?"

Lin Wenhao's eyes dimmed, he smiled bitterly and gave the phone to her, for her to look at it himself. She flipped through the phone, but didn't find a single call.

Cheng Yichen didn't look for her in the first place. He didn't care where she was or who she was with.

"You want to see him?" Lin Wenhao asked, his pitch black eyes staring straight at her, revealing a look of panic.

Jiang Ruoqing put her phone aside and shook her head, "No."

Closing her eyes, she felt uncomfortable, her head was spinning. Since Cheng Yichen did not look for her, why should she call him? She wouldn't be so shameless as to act like a scoundrel.

The two of them had a falling out last night, so she didn't know what would happen in the future. Therefore, she wanted to give herself some time to settle down.

"I asked the nanny at home to make some chicken soup, I'll go get it later." When Lin Wenhao heard her words, he immediately revealed a smile.

"I'm not hungry yet."

"I heard from the prison guard that you've been out in the rain all night. Are you going to see Uncle Jiang?" Lin Wenhao's eyes flashed, and asked tentatively: "You have urgent matters to meet him?"

"Yeah, sort of." "I'm tired. I'll sleep a little longer."

"Alright." Lin Wenhao covered himself with the blanket and walked out of the sickroom.

The moment he left the ward, the expression on his face disappeared without a trace. He hesitated for a while with the phone, but finally put it in his pocket.

Jiang Ruoqing did not sleep at all. When her gaze came in contact with the window, he felt a little sad and cold in her heart.

Especially after hearing what her father said, she felt really bad. Her father told her to leave Cheng Yichen, if she had just gotten married, she might not have felt too much emotions, but could she still do it now?

She seemed to have lost something important during her days of contact with Cheng Yichen, but she could not remember what it was.

It was just an instinct to know that it was important, very important.

The phone buzzed. Her eyes lit up and she answered without even looking at it.

"Hey …"