That night, Jiang Xiu went to find Aunt Tong to change the medicine. Aunt Tong felt so distressed when she saw her wound. Jiang Xiu quickly asked her to stop him. When Jiang Songyin saw her, she probably would be scolded again.

Fu Chenhan sat in the room, looking at the quiet night outside the window, his fingers slowly knocked on the table, and the door was suddenly knocked. Fu Chenhan paused and said, "Come in."

The person who came was innocent.

He said, "Master, the investigation results I just sent back."

Fu Chenhan pursed his lips, "What should I say?"

Pingbai said: "Miss Jiang and Gu San Shao are indeed very strange. Although they are husband and wife, Gu San Shao has very little time in Dala City. Even when Gu San Shao was in Dala City, they also slept in separate rooms. We investigated Miss Jiang's neighbors in Dala City. They all said that Miss Jiang and Gu San Shao are not like a couple, but have a good relationship with friends, and the young master..." He paused and said: "He has always called Gu San Shao as his uncle."

Fu Chenhan lowered his eyelashes and didn't speak for a long time.

Pingbai is far less peaceful than he seems.

He had a crazy idea in his mind.

Since Jiang Songyin has always called Gu Zheng as his uncle, it means that Jiang Songyin is not Gu Zheng's son, so Jiang Songyin... Maybe he is really the young master of the Fu family.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Master, do you want me to do a DNA test?"

"Need not."

Fu Chen said coldly: "I want her to tell me by herself."

"..." Pingbai said: "Then you treat Miss Jiang..." Fu Chenhan did not answer this question, but said: "What about another thing you asked you to check?"

Pingbai said: "I also have some clues. Miss Jiang checked Lan Jianyun's affairs back then. She found a letter in Lan Jianyun's relics, and there was only one sentence in that letter."

"What?"

Pingbai lowered his head and said, "I will bear the death of Wei Yu alone, I hope to take care of it."

Fu Chenhan's fingers stopped, and he raised his eyelashes: "What do you mean is she suspects that I killed Lan Jianyun wrong?"

He didn't know how to answer, but he thought for a while and said cautiously: "...Miss Jiang stopped after finding this. I'm afraid she was really afraid of finding out what made her unable to face your affairs..."                                                                                                      

Fu Chenhan said: "Since she doesn't dare to investigate, then you can find out and let her understand the truth back then."

Pingbai nodded, "I understand."

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard Fu Chenhan's cold voice: "It's better to let her understand what stupid things she has done over the years."

"..." Mr. Han, please forgive me for being frank, you are just like you, you can't chase your wife. Maybe he even gave birth to a son for you, so you don't coax it and still put it here... But he didn't dare to say this, pretending that he didn't hear anything, turned around and left.

Fu Chenhan took a sip of tea and quietly looked at the night outside the window, but his eyes were a little gentle.

It's so hard for me to chase you. This time, you'll come and chase me.

...                                                                                                                               

But this happiness disappeared when she returned to Chongmeng Shuicheng and turned on the computer.

She received an anonymous email, which she originally thought was sent by a professor, but was stunned as soon as she opened it.

There is a lot of content in it, which is clearly written from Wei Yu's death more than 20 years ago to Lan Jianyun's death four years ago.

Jiang Xiu was stunned for a long time after watching it.

She stared at the computer in a daze, but her pupils were not focal. Jiang Songyin asked worriedly: "Mom?

What’s wrong with you?"

“…I’m fine.”

Jiang Xiu suddenly stood up: "Songyin, stay at home obediently. Mom has something urgent to go out. Do you know if you go to bed obediently?

"                                                                                                                               

Jiang Xiu pursed her lips and said, "I... go home."

...                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

I heard that this place has been abandoned for a long time, will there be unclean things?"

Jiang Xiu forced a smile: "...It's okay, this is my family."

The driver was stunned and said awkwardly: "...It turns out it's your home..." Jiang Xiu really didn't want to communicate too much, so he just nodded and opened the fence door.

She opened the door with the key and pressed the light to realize that she had not paid the water and electricity bill for so many years, so she bit her lip, turned on the flashlight of her phone, and went directly to the second floor.

Grandpa's room was just the place where he was right. Jiang Xiu took a deep breath and opened the door. A large smell of dust came, causing her to cough several times. Jiang Xiu reached out and waved the dust in front of her, shone the entire room with a flashlight, and then walked straight to the edge of the wardrobe.

There is a very secret secret wall in this wardrobe, and Mr. Lan is used to placing valuable things inside.

Jiang Xiu opened the secret wall, and things like real estate certificates and bank cards have been taken away.

The only thing left inside is an old phone.

It is a very old button phone, but the quality is notoriously good, and it won't be a problem to smash walnuts.

Jiang Xiu knocked his phone into his pocket, searched the entire villa for a while, and then found a yellowed letter in the cabinet drawer in the study room.

Jiang Xiu identified the words on it through the light of his cell phone.

The handwriting was very familiar to her, Lan Jinxi.

It is said that the handwriting is like the person, and the words on the letter paper are graceful and upright, with a bit of the small regular script of hairpins. Jiang Xiu will never admit it, it is definitely Lan Jinxi's handwriting.

The above content is very simple - Wei Yu is dead, and it is not convenient to stay in the capital for too long. That person lied to me, and the Fu family would not give up, so prepare for a way out as soon as possible.

Jiang Xiu pinched the letter paper with trembling fingers.

...What the email said was true.

Grandpa did poison Wei Yu's medicine. Although he had no choice but to do so, he really... Jiang Xiu covered her face and took a deep breath.

She left the villa, stopped a car, went to a mobile phone store, showed the old mobile phone, and the repairman was stunned: "How about there be such mobile phones these days?

It's rare."

Jiang Xiu asked: "Can it still be used?"
Chapter completed!