After hearing Yu Lianyun's words, Chen Xiaolin realized that the people in the mysterious team had "interrogated" Li Duoren. Fortunately, Li Tajin was unharmed, but for a moment he felt an unpleasant sensation as if Li Tajin had stabbed him in the back.
Chen Xiaolin raised her lips, smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and said, “What other secrets do you have?”
“Then I’ll be honest with you, I think you should know the real cause of Zheng Yu’s wife’s death, right?” Yu Lianyun asked seriously.
"...Is there any point in knowing that?"
"Yes, at least it will be an opportunity to understand Zheng Yu's madness. Rather, it is you. At this time, there is no point in hiding it any more." Yu Lianyun's attitude was very resolute, and Chen Xiaolin's Seeing the serious expression, Chen Xiaolin Li could not help but flinch, not daring to look directly at the other party, as if feeling the power of invisible judgment.
Chen Xiaolin pursed her lips and talked about the memories in her heart...
"My father must feel very guilty about what happened to my mother."
That day, when Zheng Xiaopeng and Zheng Yu were talking about their lives, just when Yu Lianyun thought the topic would end here, Zheng Xiaopeng suddenly said sadly.
"Guilty?" Chen Xiaolin is a reporter and is always very sensitive to some information. He is also the first person to think about what could happen between Zheng Yu and his wife, as he has seen too much of the dark side of society, such as "fathers are good and sons are filial." Something that gave birth to a subtle imagination.
Mr. Zheng Xiaopeng did not disappoint Mr. Chen Xiaolin's guess. He only heard Zheng Xiaopeng say in a low voice. "Mom, she was seriously ill before she died. The doctor told her to keep her out of the sun as much as possible. So her father moved her room to the attic of the house." It's pitch black and no light shines through even during the day.
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