Good Morning, Mr. President!

Song Zhixing's cell phone sounded at this moment.

The word Chi Huan flashed on the screen. She groaned for a moment, then picked it up, and just wanted to ask the news in the newspaper. As a result, Chi Huan took the lead to say, "I fly to Utah today, would you like to go with me?"

"What are you going to Juice?"

"My grandpa sent me to Tang's condolences."

"Tang family? Condolence? You don't mean ..."

"Huh. It's your uncle's home." Chi Huan said: "Your uncle's mother, Mrs. Tang is dead."

Song Zhixing was stunned.

Su Fengjin ... Passed away?

How could it be so sudden? Did you have any bad illness?

Song Zhixing can imagine how distressed Tang Yu was.

"Did you not hear it at all? I heard that it jumped from the high-rise building of the hospital. Hey, would you like to follow me?" Jihuan asked after a long time without answer.

"Of course!" Song Zhixing dropped the newspaper and turned back to pull out his passport, afraid that she would be found in her pocket, and put her passport tightly.

As soon as she came out, she met Li Qiming. Li Qiming looked at her, "Where?"

"I went out with Chi Huan." Song Zhixing left only one sentence and went straight out. Li Qiming looked at the back, his expression turned slightly.

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She took a taxi and went straight to the airport. Call Chen Cheng along the way.

"Is something wrong, why did Tang Yu's mother die suddenly?" She now had Tang Yu in her mind. Although she was worried about Su Fengjin, she never thought about letting her die.

Tang Yuhui was sad.

Because of his situation and his feelings, she didn't even dare to call the police. I dare not imagine the end of Su Fengjin's death.

Chen Cheng stopped talking there. Song Zhixing asked: "You all know?"

"Well. Can you know? The whole city of Judas knows it. The whole thing is full of excitement." Chen Cheng said with emotion.

"Then tell me what's going on."

Chen Cheng pondered, "I heard that this incident originated in a report email saying that Mrs. Tang, Mrs. Tang killed your father. The other party not only shook out the past and told the police, but also The media in the entire city of Utah. Originally the Tang family was able to control the situation, but there were too many downholes. The opponents of the Tang family watched the Tang family suffer, and they put pressure on the media. Moreover, insiders jumped out one after another. , So that the Tang family can't rest up and down. Only finally understand the truth ... "

"What's the truth?"

Chen Cheng was worried that she could not accept it, and hesitated. Song Zhixing was even more anxious. "Chengcheng, what is the truth, don't hide it from me."

"Police's report—Yes, your father ... your father had imprisoned Mrs. Tang for a whole week because of hate. This week, Mrs. Tang was raped several times. Therefore, Mrs. Tang was convicted and acquitted. After all, she couldn't stand the bombardment of these news, so she chose to die. "

Song Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief and shook his mobile phone's hand.

She never really thought about this possibility.

Chen Cheng couldn't say, "Xingxing, go back online and check the news yourself. This news is everywhere on the Internet."

Song Zhixing hung up the phone, because his hands were still shaking because of excessive blows. She used her mobile phone to search the Internet for Tang Yu's news. Looking at the whole news, my angina was so fast that I couldn't breathe.

Therefore, when Tang Yu did not allow her to report to the police, she was not afraid of Mrs. Tang being punished by the law, but ... was afraid of the real truth that left her at a loss?

But what about yourself? What is she doing?

"Master, please drive faster!" Song Zhixing burst into tears, choking and talking to the driver.

The other party couldn't understand her and saw her cry like this, so she looked back at her inexplicably. Song Zhixing had to change one language, "Please, hurry up!"

She now wants to go back immediately, even if he doesn't want her, even if they can't go back, she wants to apologize to him seriously.

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When arriving at the airport, Chi Huanshan was late.

"Isn't I caring? I even bought the ticket with you." Chi Huan took the ticket and shook it in front of her.

Song Zhixing pressed a retro bracelet wrapped in a cloth bag to Chi Huan's hand. Chi Huan looked at her suspiciously, "What?"

"This is a relic left by my mother. I'll give it to you first. When I get rich later, I'll find it for you." Song Zhixing's voice choked a little.

She took the ticket and went to exchange her boarding pass.

Chi Huan glanced at the heavy things in his hands, and felt something was wrong, and hurried to keep up.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" A closer look revealed that Song Zhixing's eyes were red, apparently just crying. Chi Huan said, "Your second uncle's mother has passed away. As for ... how deeply do you feel about her?"

"Let's go through security first." Song Zhixing explained inadvertently, and hurriedly walked towards the International Terminal. Chi Huan also followed.

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The Tang Hall is located in the funeral home. Song Zhixing came out of the airport and looked at Yucheng, both familiar and unfamiliar. It was only a short while before that I felt as if I had left for a long time.

Chi Huan knew the address of the Lingtang, and the two went to the Lingtang together.

Far away, you can feel the solemnity and solemnity of the Lingtang. Song Zhixing looked at it from afar, her huge self-blame and heavy guilt made her shiver, and her steps were heavy.

Now, instead of her, I do n’t know how to face the Tang family, how to face Tang Yu, and how to face Su Fengjin, who has lost his voice.

"Don't you go in?" Chi Huan saw her stop and asked.

"... Go in." Song Zhixing returned to God. She wanted to go in and see Tang Yu ... far away, just a glance.

"Let's go." Chi Huan took the lead and Song Zhixing walked behind him. Outside the funeral home, Tang Yi, the five masters of the Tang family, and Du Hui were bowing outside the door. Chi Huan handed the letter of condolence to Tang Yi and took the lead.

After Tang Yi looked up at the letter of condolence, he looked up and saw Song Zhixing, and his lips were greeted with an unwelcome cold sharpness.

Du Hui also saw her, a little surprised, a little surprised. But she reached out and stopped her: "Miss Song, please show your condolences."

Du Hui's attitude was completely different from the past, becoming rusty and indifferent.

That ‘Miss Song’ made Song Zhixing feel a little dazzling. Standing there, she was at a loss for a moment.

"If there is no condolence letter, irrelevant outsiders are not allowed in and out." Du Hui said. Everything, business affairs. He always stood by Tang Yu and defended Tang Yu, even if such a choice would make her feel uncomfortable.

Song Zhixing's whitish lips flapped, and then he gently overflowed: "I have no condolence letter."

"Then please come back." This time, Tang Yi spoke. The voice was as indifferent as Du Hui.