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"Sir, wouldn't it be faster this way?" Wang Qinian replied softly.

"Where are the files?" Fan Xian reached out to Wang Qinian and asked for the files on Teng Zijing's family.

"Sir, the file is here. According to the file, Teng Zijing's wife and child are dead." Wang Qinian reached into his arms and took out the file and handed it to Fan Xian.

"Dead!!!" Fan Xian was stunned, thinking of Teng Zijing, a man who didn't know how to tell him the bad news.

"Sir, I'll take my leave first!" Wang Qinian looked at Fan Xian who was in a daze and immediately said goodbye.

Fan Xian waved his hand and asked Wang Qinian to do what he wanted. Wang Qinian jumped out of the door and window again, and was on the roof in a blink of an eye, still not entering the door.

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"Brother Teng, you have to express your condolences, your family is dead!" Although Fan Xian thought of a lot of reasons, when he saw Teng Zijing again, he discarded all the reasons and directly told Teng Zijing the bad news.

"Dead, how is that possible? Where are the files!!!" Teng Zijing didn't want to believe this cruel reality for a moment, and frantically asked Fan Xian for his family's files.

"The file is here. It records the death of your wife and children in detail!" Fan Xian could not comfort the sad man and handed the file to Teng Zijing.

"There must be a mistake, there must be a mistake!" Teng Zijing swept all the things on the table to the ground, put the file on the table, and lay on the table, looking at the file carefully.

"There must be a mistake, wuwuwuwu!" Teng Zijing kept repeating this sentence in his mouth, reading the file as if he was possessed, and saw that it recorded that his wife and children died on the second day of his accident. His mouth was already silenced, and he burst into tears. It was as if his bones had been taken away from his whole body. He collapsed on the table, with tears already covering his face, and a sad roar came out of his mouth, desperate and... crazy.

Fan Xian watched Teng Zijing cry sadly without saying a word. Sometimes men don't need comfort, all they need is companionship.

"It must be Guo Baokun, it must be Guo Baokun who killed my family!" As soon as Teng Zijing got over his sadness, he immediately shouted that he wanted revenge on Guo Baokun, his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and his face looked murderous.

"Calm down first. What does this have to do with Guo Baokun?" Fan Xian hugged Teng Zijing, who was about to rush out to find Guo Baokun, and asked with some confusion. Although he only saw Guo Baokun for the second time today, Guo Baokun said He was not polite, but he could feel that Guo Baokun was not a cruel person who wanted to kill, nor was he an enemy of Teng Zijing.

"It was Guo Baokun's housekeeper who put me in jail and wrongly accused me of assassinating a high official of the imperial court!" Only then did Teng Zijing tell Fan Xian the truth about that year.

"You knew Guo Baokun was your enemy from the beginning!" Fan Xian looked at Teng Zijing and asked.

"I know!" Teng Zijing did not dare to look at Fan Xian and averted his eyes slightly.

"Then you would have known that he was Ruoruo's fiancé!" Fan Xian continued to press Teng Zijing.

"I know!" Teng Zijing's voice dropped, and his body stopped struggling.

"So you are approaching me on purpose! Taking advantage of my relationship with Guo Baokun?" Fan Xian looked at Teng Zijing with some disappointment.

"No, I didn't think that he would hurt my family. I just did it because you are the chief prosecutor of the forensic institute and can help me find out information about my family. As for why I didn't tell you about the grudge between Guo Baokun and me, it's because I have already He is a dead man, why bother dwelling on past grudges!" Teng Zijing stared straight at Fan Xian, his eyes revealing sincerity and trust.

"Okay, I believe you!" Fan Xian chose to believe Teng Zijing's words. Teng Zijing was able to help when there was an injustice, and he did not retaliate even after being bitten by the person he saved. He was still a good character.

"Calm down now. I don't think it's very likely that Guo Baokun will kill your family. You know that he hasn't taken revenge on you for so many years. How could he take revenge on your family after your death!" Fan Xian pressed Teng Zijing down. He sat down on the bench and analyzed the matter carefully with Teng Zijing.

"Who can say this accurately?" Teng Zijing calmed down a little, and knew that the possibility of Guo Baokun retaliating against him was really very small, but for a while he couldn't think of anyone else who would kill his family.

"Let's do this. Tomorrow is the day when Prince Jing will hold a poetry meeting. Guo Baokun will also attend. I will ask him clearly in person. If it is really him, I will help you!" Fan Xian looked at Teng Zijing with solemnity and peace in his eyes. promise.

"Okay, I'm going to go and confront him on the spot!" Teng Zijing nodded fiercely. He faked his death and escaped from the inspection institute just to reunite with his family. Now that his family is gone, there is no point in pretending to die.

"Okay!" Fan Xian naturally knew that Teng Zijing was already determined to die. Without his family, he didn't care that the cheating death was exposed, so he nodded and agreed to Teng Zijing's request.

"Brother Fan, you're here. Please take a rest inside. Please forgive me for not serving you well. I still need to greet other guests." Li Hongcheng looked at Fan Ruoruo and Fan Xian's arrival and quickly stepped forward to greet them politely. Attracting everyone.

"Your Majesty, you're too polite. It's just a small gift, but it's not respectful!" Fan Xian handed Li Hongcheng a persimmon he bought casually at the market as a visiting gift.

"Is this?" Li Hongcheng was confused by Fan Xian's actions. How could anyone in his family consider persimmons as gifts.

"Persimmon, Crown Prince. It matches your Crown Prince's status perfectly." Fan Xian said casually.

"Then thank you, Brother Fan, and put it away!" Li Hongcheng was indeed well rested. Even though Fan Xian was so rude, he still thanked Fan Xian in a graceful manner, handed the persimmon in his hand to the butler beside him, and ordered him to put it away. .

"I'm sorry that I'm late. A small gift is not a sign of respect!" Guo Baokun's voice came from behind Fan Xian and his group, holding the same paper bag that Fan Xian had just handed to Li Hongcheng.

"This is also a persimmon!" Li Hongcheng guessed with slight surprise.

"Yes, it's Persimmon. Persimmon, Crown Prince, is a perfect match for you. It took me a long time to choose this gift. How about you, be sincere!" Guo Baokun is even more shameless than Fan Xian, who just doesn't understand common etiquette. He was just not interested, and he was deliberately disgusting Li Hongcheng.

"Thank you, Bachelor Guo! Put it away!" Li Hongcheng did not take the persimmon from Guo Baokun this time, but directly asked the butler to put away the gift.

"Guo Baokun!" Teng Zijing looked at the enemy in front of him and was about to step forward as soon as he moved.

"Don't be impulsive! Calm down!" Fan Xian grabbed Teng Zijing's hand, looked at Teng Zijing seriously, and shook his head.

Teng Zijing looked at Fan Xian and remembered his promise. His heart warmed and he suppressed the anger in his heart and retreated behind Fan Xian.

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