The call from the police at the police station was to confirm with Huo Qingzhi the circumstances of the accidental car accident of her parents back then, and asked for some details, but did not reveal the current case involved.

The sudden phone call caused Huo Qingzhi to toss and turn without much sleep all night. She couldn't figure out that it had been so long since the car accident and the traffic police judged it to be an accident. What else needs to be confirmed now?Still implicated in the case?

Song Yuran slept very lightly at night because she was full of sleep, and felt that the person next to her pillow was tossing and turning, she was worried.

Glancing out of the window, the sky just turned pale.

"Qingqing." She turned to hug Huo Qingzhi.

Huo Qingzhi felt a little sorry, "Woke you up?"

"I woke up." Song Yuran said, "If you are very concerned, let's change the ticket and go back, and go to the police station to ask the specific situation."

Huo Qingzhi had this idea, but thinking that they were outside now, they didn't want their family affairs to affect their interest in going out to play, and it was time to go back in the afternoon, so they didn't show it.

Hearing what Song Yuran said now, she didn't speak.

"I'm going to change the ticket, but I have a condition." Song Yuran said, "Don't think about anything now, get a good sleep, and I'll wake you up when it's time for departure."

Huo Qingzhi was about to speak, but Song Yuran hugged her into his arms without giving her any room to discuss.

"Close your eyes and have a good sleep." She coaxed softly, "It will be fine, don't think about it."

Song Yuran hummed a lullaby softly, lulled Huo Qingzhi to sleep, then gently withdrew his hand, and carefully got off the bed.

The earliest flight is at eight o'clock. It takes an hour to go to the airport, and check-in must be at least half an hour earlier.

After weighing, she bought two high-speed rail tickets at 9 o'clock, and the travel time was about the same. The hotel was only a 20-minute drive from the high-speed rail station, and Huo Qingzhi could sleep a little longer.

During the time when Huo Qingzhi was sleeping, she packed all her luggage, called the hotel's meal delivery service, and made an appointment for the hotel's special car pick-up service.

After preparing all this, Song Yuran sat in a chair in a daze, trying hard to recall the original work he had read.

But there was no such paragraph in it. She couldn't figure out what case could be related to the car accident of Huo Qingzhi's parents.

Could it be... She frowned, not daring to confirm her thoughts.

At eight o'clock, the hotel waiter came to deliver breakfast, and then she woke Huo Qingzhi up.

Huo Qingzhi's complexion improved a bit after getting some sleep, and with Song Yuran's relief, he told a few more jokes, and Huo Qingzhi's uneasy mood calmed down after being teased.

Song Yuran tore off the oil paper from the pork bun, broke off a small piece and fed it to her mouth, "This pork bun is delicious."

"How do you know it's delicious if you haven't eaten it?"

Song Yuran said with a playful smile, "So I'm going to trick you into testing the poison."

Then she was hit on the head by her girlfriend.

At 8:30, the hotel's special car arrived at the door on time, and the two went downstairs with their suitcases to check out.

"I have already sent her a message from the administration, saying that the company has something to deal with, and we will go back first."

On the way, Song Yuran said.

"Sister Yushu also left a message for them. After we go back, we will go to the police station to confirm. If there is nothing wrong, we will come back and take a nap, and we can go shopping in the afternoon."

"You're quite careful, I didn't even remember it." Huo Qingzhi teased her.

The little secretary cleared her throat, "Before I was your girlfriend, I was still your secretary. This is called love/career!"

"That's great." Huo Qingzhi leaned on her shoulder, although he was a little panicked about the unknown, but with Song Yuran by his side, he didn't feel so uneasy.

One of the benefits of high-speed rail is that it is not often delayed like a plane, and arrives at the destination high-speed rail station on time.

Coming out of the high-speed rail station, Xu is still staying in the climate of the island, feeling the cool wind and the sun is not so harsh.

She sighed, "It's time to cool down."

"It's the beginning of autumn."

The police station that called last night was not far from Huo Qingzhi's community. The two of them returned home and put their luggage away. After tidying up a little, they planned to go to the police station to find out the situation.

On the way, Song Yuran's right eye twitched, and somehow she had a bad premonition. When she passed the commercial square, she asked the master to stop.

Sensing Huo Qingzhi's suspicious gaze, she touched her belly and said, "It's noon, I'm a little hungry. Let's eat first, okay?"

So the two got out of the car, found a restaurant in the shopping mall, had a simple meal to fill their stomachs, and then went to the police station.

Huo Qingzhi called back the phone number last night, and the policeman on the other end came out to take them into the office for a detailed discussion after learning about it.

The police poured them two glasses of water, "We are only in the verification stage of this case. Look at you, you rushed here in such a hurry, which made me a little embarrassed."

"We just came along the way." Huo Qingzhi said, "My parents' car accident was an accident confirmed by the police after verification. I don't know what kind of case still needs to be verified?"

The policeman thought for a moment and said: "That's right. We have arrested several young people who committed crimes these days. One of them, in order to reduce punishment, told us that he had drunk with a car repairman. After drinking, the man told him that in six yearsSomeone paid him to instruct him to tamper with a car, and that car got into an accident."

"The main purpose of calling you is to confirm whether the situation described by this young man is true. Now we have a special person in charge of this case to find the car repairman who committed the crime."

"..."

This news was like a bolt from the blue to Huo Qingzhi. The accidental death of his parents and the artificial accidental death were completely different concepts.

In an accidental death, you can still comfort your family members with your fate, but you can artificially create an accidental death, and you could have enjoyed your old age peacefully, but because of the sinister heart, you will be separated from heaven and man forever.

How did he get out of the police station in the end, Huo Qingzhi didn't remember, he came home already, and met Song Yuran's concerned eyes.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Song Yuran is really not good at comforting people. At this moment, she can only hug Huo Qingzhi and gently touch her head to calm her emotions. "The police also said that it was said after drinking.Maybe it's bragging? Don't think about it, wait for the follow-up progress."

Huo Qingzhi didn't speak. He leaned against her arms and was silent for a long time. He clenched his hands unconsciously, "If this is true, I must find the murderer."

"No matter what, I will be with you." Song Yuran glanced at the sunset outside the window. After returning from the police station, Huo Qingzhi sat there for several hours, finally waking up from the self-enclosed world.

"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

Huo Qingzhi shook his head, "I have no appetite."

"Eat as much as you want. I'll cook something delicious for you. Would you like to eat some?"

Song Yuran's worried expression was too obvious, even though she had no appetite, in order not to make the other party worry, Huo Qingzhi complied.

Only then did Song Yuran laugh, and kissed her on the face: "So cute."

There were no other ingredients in the refrigerator that could be used except noodles and eggs, so Song Yuran had to use these two kinds of noodles to cook, and finally put some sesame oil to increase appetite.

When she returned to the bedroom with the noodle bowl in her hands, Huo Qingzhi was flipping through the photo album.

"Are these from your childhood? So cute."

Song Yuran's heart melted when he saw the miniature Mr. Huo in the photo, as if he had just learned to walk and was still being protected by an adult in his arms.

Huo Qingzhi nodded, "I want to see if there is anyone suspicious."

"Did you find it?"

Huo Qingzhi shook his head.

"Then don't read, let's eat noodles."

Song Yuran closed the photo album, led her to sit down on a chair, took a piece of noodles with chopsticks, rolled them up with chopsticks, and brought them to her mouth, "Come on, ah—"

This behavior of coaxing the child made Huo Qingzhi feel funny, "Why treat it like a child, I can eat it myself."

"Can the food you eat be the same as what I feed you?" Song Yuran said, "I feed it more delicious."

Thanks to Song Yuran's posture of coaxing the child, Huo Qingzhi felt better and ate half a bowl of noodles.

"Don't you eat?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Song Yu ate the remaining half bowl of noodles whole.

Regarding this, Huo Qingzhi said: "Why don't you cook an extra bowl? You still have to pick up my leftovers to eat."

"Where is there any leftover food?" Song Yuran wiped her mouth, "There is only this little noodle left in the refrigerator. We planned to go to the supermarket in the afternoon, but you didn't accompany me."

When saying this, Song Yuran used a particularly aggrieved tone, like a little daughter-in-law who has been neglected.

"Okay." Huo Qingzhi nodded her nose, "I'll accompany you now."

"Good!"

Song Yuran took Huo Qingzhi's hand and went out happily.

Seeing her like this, Huo Qingzhi's tugging heart unconsciously relaxed a little, and he laughed out unconsciously.

As soon as she entered the supermarket, Song Yuran took a cart, looking like she was going to make a big purchase.

Near the entrance of the supermarket is the living area. Song Yuran glanced at the shelves, turned the cart around, and walked into the toothbrush and towel area.

She picked up two of the toothbrushes, "Which color of this toothbrush looks better?"

Huo Qingzhi pointed to the one on the right: "This."

"That towel should also be bought in this color."

Huo Qing realized later, raised his eyebrows, "Why do I feel that someone is going to check in with my bag?"

Originally, Song Yuran didn't plan to live in Huo Qing's house, but when this happened today, she was worried that Huo Qing would be in a bad mood because of his random thoughts.

"Yes." Song Yuran admitted generously, "I want to stay at your house for a few days, but I can cook and wash the dishes, can't I?"

"Very welcome."

Song Yuran opened the company group, and the colleagues who arrived home reported safety in the group, which heralded the perfect conclusion of this team building.

She teased Huo Qingzhi: "The holiday is over, and the workers will start working again tomorrow."

Huo Qingzhi smiled helplessly, thinking that it was the monthly shareholder meeting again, one head and two big.

She casually said: "You can help me with the meeting the day after tomorrow."

"What will it be?" Song Yuran thought for a while, "Isn't it a shareholder meeting..."

Thinking of the shareholders' meeting, Song Yuran's head got dizzy. Looking at shareholders with a relatively high proportion of the company's shares, such as Su Zhouyun, he didn't even bother to attend the meeting. He never asked about the company's affairs, and took every quarterly dividends.

On the contrary, the smaller the minority shareholder, the more he enjoys the shareholder meeting. On the one hand, he comes to the company to show his face, and on the other hand, he relies on himself as a shareholder to point out the country, and takes the chicken feather as an arrow.

Not to mention Huo Qingzhi, Song Yuran was a little annoyed when he saw the faces of those villains.

Po Can Po Shui said: "Why don't they let them withdraw their shares? We have to take care of this and that every day. The only thing we need to do is give them the company."

"This is not good..." Although Hua Sen now has enough capital to buy back the shares held by the minority shareholders, Huo Qingzhi thought that this group of people were all old people who had dealt with Huo's mother before.

Not long ago, Huo Yuandong's shares were taken back, and now they are asked to withdraw their shares, fearing that it will be detrimental to Hua Sen's reputation, and refuted the face of his deceased parents.

Song Yuran was aware of her concerns, so he just said, "It means you are soft-hearted, and if you want me to throw money at their faces, you love to sell, and if you don't sell, just be a good grandson in the company, don't talk about everythingOne mouth."

Because of running around all the way today, after returning from the supermarket and taking a shower, the two of them lay on the bed early and got ready to sleep.

When Huo Qingzhi turned over for the third time, Song Yuran turned sideways and hugged her from behind.

"Can't sleep?" Song Yuran asked.

"A little bit." Once he calmed down, Huo Qingzhi would unconsciously think of what happened at the police station, and couldn't help but wonder who had a grudge against his mother to the point of rape.

But all of this is still under investigation, as Song Yuran said, it is not yet known whether the car wash worker spoke the truth after drinking or bragging.

"Then I'll put you to sleep, okay?" She used a question, but at the same time as she spoke, her hands had already wrapped around Huo Qingzhi's waist, slowly wrapping her around her like a vine.

He lowered his head and leaned into the back of her neck. The scent of body lotion mixed with shower gel was fragrant.

Song Yuran thought of a sentence, if you want to distract her, then use another thing to attract her attention, so that she can't think and has no energy to think about anything.

At this moment, the hand became an excellent soothing tool. It slowly shattered Huo Qingzhi's mind, took her to another world, exhausted her, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, was woken up by the alarm clock, which rang twice before being turned off.

A fair arm stretched out from the quilt, and Song Yuran slowly sat up while covering the quilt, rubbing her sleepy eyes, the warmth of another person had long since disappeared.

She yawned and walked out of the bedroom, just in front of Huo Qingzhi who came back from the outside, and she was still holding the breakfast bought by a nearby bun shop.

"Why do you get up so early?"

"It's you who stayed in bed, okay." She reached out and stroked her sleepy hair, "Hurry up and brush your teeth and come out to have breakfast. You have to go to work, otherwise it's not easy to take a taxi."

Hearing the word 'going to work', even though he was very reluctant, he became a little more positive when he thought of going to the company with Huo Qingzhi.

She finished washing as fast as she could, walked to the dining table and sat down to eat breakfast. The straw for the hot soy milk had already been plugged in, and the steamed stuffed bun was also her favorite flavor.

Huo Qingzhi on the opposite side slowly rolled up his cuffs, revealing a short section of fair arms, with exquisite makeup, he didn't look like someone who would condescend to buy breakfast at a small bun shop.

She took a sneak look at the other party, and after confirming that her expression was normal, she felt a little relieved. It seemed that Mr. Huo, who had taken a nap, was in a better mood.

After breakfast, she was about to change clothes and then she remembered a very important question. Yesterday she checked in with her suitcase, but the clothes in the suitcase were all beach resort style, without any formal clothes, she was as casual as an urban beautyout of place.

Huo Qing saw through this problem a long time ago, she took out a set of clothes from the closet, "wear mine."

They are about the same size, and Huo Qingzhi can basically wear clothes.

It's just... Wearing his girlfriend's clothes to go to work, Song Yuran has a very strange feeling in his heart, especially the possibility that others will recognize the same style, and it feels a bit like the excitement of having an affair.

It's a pity that when she arrived at the company, all her colleagues greeted her normally, and no one saw the clues.

In the past few days of going out to build a team, she has piled up a lot of work. As soon as she turned on the computer, logged into the system backend and mailbox, an overwhelming amount of to-do items rushed to her.

Huo Qingzhi was also very busy, there were many emails that she needed to look over, and there were also some business cooperations.

They were so busy all morning that they didn't even have time to drink water. After get off work during their lunch break, the young couple barely managed to catch their breath.

The salesman contacted her in the morning for the car booked at the car dealership, and the formalities have been completed, and she can pick up the car at any time. She hasn't told Huo Qingzhi about this, and she plans to secretly drive the car back after lunch break and give it to her.She was a surprise.

Unexpectedly, people are not as good as heaven, and after the two of them had dinner in the office, Song Yuran was thinking of some excuse to go out, when Huo Qingzhi's cell phone rang.

Originally, the two were chatting and laughing, but when Huo Qingzhi saw the calling number, the expression on his face froze.

"Miss Huo, we have found a car repairman. He is in the Public Security Bureau. If it is convenient, come here now."

This lunch break is destined to be extraordinary.