The Monster I Was Redeemed

Liang Qingyun could see the disgust in Yang Xingguo's eyes.

Everyone says that first love is the hardest to forget.

For Yang Xingguo, Liang Qingyun is his first love.

But the same is true for Liang Qingyun.

She began to regret in her heart why she had not chosen to stay.

If he had stayed, wouldn't Yang Xingguo have suffered from mental illness because of the shock and started fantasizing about marrying him?

It's too late to say anything now.

In order not to irritate Yang Xingguo, Liang Qingyun could only watch him leave without saying a word.

……………………

The next morning, the police office.

In order to find out who "Liang Qingyun" was sent to get close to him, Yang Xingguo began to use his power to investigate the matter.

Yang Xingguo was convinced that the other party was here to deliberately disgust him.

It didn't matter to Yang Xingguo that he was disgusted, but he wanted to find out what the other party's purpose was in approaching him.

Otherwise he wouldn't even be able to sleep well.

Yang Xingguo took the surveillance video copied from the teahouse and came to the technical department to use the other party's face for facial recognition comparison.

Without more information, facial recognition alone takes a lot of time.

So Yang Xingguo took the transfer transaction records from the teahouse and successfully locked Liang Qingyun's identity through the other party's mobile payment terminal.

Yang Xingguo took away the newly printed paper file amid the weird expression on the technician's face.

When he saw the content above, he was stunned.

Seeing this, the technician asked in a low voice: "Director Yang, are you planning to remarry your wife?"

Remarry?

Seeing Yang Xingguo's face darken, the technician immediately realized that he had stepped on a thunderbolt, and quickly lowered his head and pretended that nothing happened.

But Yang Xingguo would not let him escape.

"What do you mean, what about remarriage?"

Yang Xingguo stared at the technicians with the same eyes he looked at the criminal policemen ten years ago, and his tone was so cold that it was scary.

The technicians complained endlessly in their hearts, but did not dare to complain.

"It's...the matter between you and Mrs. Liang..."

The technicians talked hesitantly about the gossip and anecdotes about Yang Xingguo in the office.

In order to uphold justice, he gave up the wealthy life of traveling around the world with Bai Fumei and chose to fight in the frontline criminal police team.

This kind of awareness is not something ordinary people can have, so it will naturally be sought after by people.

It can be regarded as saving some of the image of the police station from the side.

In front of Yang Xingguo, the technicians naturally only pick gossips that praise Yang Xingguo.

But the more he spoke, the worse Yang Xingguo's complexion became, almost turning black.

"Who sent you?" Yang Xingguo asked expressionlessly.

The technician was stunned: "Huh?"

Yang Xingguo's tone was like pointing a gun at the technician's head. How could he not be confused?

Yang Xingguo took a deep breath and asked another question: "Who did you hear these things from?"

"Who said that..."

This problem can cause difficulties for technicians, because no matter who gives evidence, it will be troublesome.

He hesitated and said: "Everyone said that, and I heard it by chance in the cafeteria. I didn't care who specifically said it..."

Does everyone say that?

Yang Xingguo asked the other party to take out his mobile phone and randomly dialed a colleague's number to ask about gossip about him.

As a result, the gossip related to him in the other party's mouth was almost the same as what the technician said.

Yang Xingguo's heart was filled with a sense of absurdity.

Why is everyone kidding themselves? Isn't today April Fool's Day?

Yang Xingguo left the anxious technicians behind and left the technical department with the newly printed documents.

He didn't plan to do any work today, he had to figure out what was going on right now.

Yang Xingguo drove to Qiushui Manor. On the way, he called the deputy bureau to handle the work at hand.

I hurried back to the villa and came to the bedroom.

Yang Xingguo rushed to the locker, opened the top drawer, and took out a handmade mahogany box.

Normally, there would be his and Liang Qingyun's marriage certificate and wedding photo album, as well as some jewelry.

Yang Xingguo opened the cover and found that the photo album was still there, but all the jewelry inside was missing.

Yang Xingguo picked up the photo album, put it on his lap and slowly opened it.

What was placed inside was no longer the wedding photos of him and Liang Qingyun. The original wedding photos had now become memory photos.

There are class evenings in high school, funny photos taken with classmates, and photos with Liang Qingyun when he was a student.

But there were no wedding photos that Yang Xingguo wanted to see.

"What exactly is going on……"

Yang Xingguo looked at the photo album in a daze.

Finally, Yang Xingguo took out his mobile phone and found the person in his contacts who he had wanted to contact for many years but had not dared to contact and was blocked by the other party.

Liang Qingyun's father, his father-in-law.

Beep...beep...

After two call prompts, the other party answered the call.

Yang Xingguo didn't expect that the call could actually get through, and he was stunned on the spot.

"What do you want from me?"

The father-in-law's voice was calm, and there was no hatred or resentment as expected.

Yang Xingguo said nothing.

"It's okay, I'm hanging up."

My father-in-law was confused by what Yang Xingguo was doing. He didn't say anything after the call was answered. What are you doing?

"……dad."

Yang Xingguo finally spoke.

But this opening made the other party anxious.

"What did you kid just call me?!"

The father-in-law changed his previous calmness. Through the phone, Yang Xingguo could imagine the other party blowing his beard and staring.

"Why, you were unwilling to marry Qingyun and live with us in Europe, but now you have changed your mind?

Do you feel that you have status now, and if you want to get back together with Qingyun, just say hello and we will come over to you?

What do you think of my Liang family? Let me tell you Yang Xingguo, there is no chance of this happening!

I don’t care who you heard from about our return to the Asian League, but if you dare to call me dad again, I will break your dog legs even if I send myself in! "

Although the old man is over sixty years old, his voice is still full of energy when he speaks.

Especially the sentence that interrupted Yang Xingguo's dog-leg, almost came out through gritted teeth.

The father-in-law made sarcastic remarks to Yang Xingguo, without giving him a chance to explain, and hung up the phone decisively after speaking.

When Yang Xingguo called again, the other party had already blocked him.

Yang Xingguo put down his mobile phone and remained silent. Everything in reality was far different from his memory.

He can no longer tell whether there is something wrong with his memory or something wrong with the world.

There is no way the investigation could just go unfinished.

Yang Xingguo continued to call every acquaintance in his address book, and inquired about himself from their mouths.

After many inquiries, I finally pieced together a rough memory sequence.