Love the good night from now on

Chengguang's brows moved, and his voice remained as calm as possible: "I'm here to apologize to you."

Yi Nan didn't buy it: "I accept your apology, but Yao Suisui must move out."

"She is my fiancee, why should she listen to you?" Chengguang raised his voice a little.

"She won't be your fiancee anymore." Yi Nan's voice landed steadily, but it exploded like a thunderbolt.

I looked at them both motionlessly, the short-lived beauty was completely destroyed, and the rest of the picture was on the verge of dread.

"Yuan Chengguang, there are some things I don't want to say in front of Sui Sui, but you know, although I have nothing to do with her, I will never sit idly by."

Chengguang smiled coldly: "What qualifications do you have to control her, can't you manage yourself well? How will you deal with the fact that An Yu can no longer get pregnant? You won't explain to the An family?"

I was taken aback again.

An Yu, can't get pregnant again?
An Yu's pregnancy has always been a question mark.

On the day of Duoduo's accident, she had a miscarriage. I also feel suspicious. Why can't An Yu get pregnant anymore when things have developed to this day?

I looked at them in shock.

"The little things you do in the stock market are in the hands of An Jia. If you fail An Yu, your entire group will be unable to afford it."

Chengguang's voice became cold again: "You can't take care of your own affairs, how can you take care of my fiancée's affairs?"

Yi Nan leaned on the bed with one hand, and asked in disbelief, "What are you referring to about our stock market? How do you know about the internal affairs of our Yuanyou Group? Yuan Chengguang, what are you doing?"

Chengguang's eyes froze, he suddenly took my hand and said: "It seems that there is no need to apologize, Sui Sui is not going anywhere."

After all, he dragged me to stride away.

Before I could react, I only heard Yi Nan's voice from behind: "Yao Suisui, be obedient!"

I was dragged straight home by Chengguang. On the way, I tried to break free and ask something, but Chengguang didn't answer.

When he got home, he took me to the study, and found an envelope from the bottom of the cabinet without saying a word.

"I told you before that my parents have a deep relationship with the Yi family." He stood with his back by the window, and I couldn't see his expression.

"Yi Nan's father, Yi Jun, was born in a poor family. He came to Nanhai in the late 80s and did a lot of work. Later, he met Yi Jun's mother, the daughter of the director of the Maritime Safety Administration. got up."

He seemed to be very preoccupied. He walked to the wine rack beside him, took out a cigar, and continued to return to the window: "Yi Jun met my parents through the introduction of his father-in-law. developers."

He took a deep breath on his cigar: "My parents helped Yijun start a business with the form of wholly-owned shares, and with the help of his father-in-law from the Maritime Safety Administration, their first business was ocean shipping, which went very smoothly. Small funds."

He glanced back at me: "In other words, all the start-up capital of today's Yuanyou Group was paid by my Yuan family."

I responded in due course: "What happened later?"

Seeing that I was listening patiently, Chengguang faced the sea again, and continued: "Later, under the behest of the old director, Yi Jun refunded our original capital contribution in full five years later, turning the capital injection into a loan. My parents benevolent, and gladly accept.”

"After a few years, Yi Nan and I were born."

"My parents' business grew because of their kindness."

"Until I was 6 years old, on the first day they sent me to school, there was a car accident on the road around the sea. A large truck full of sand and gravel rolled over, and a load of sand and gravel smashed our car. flat, buried"

"When I was rescued, my mother's arms were still tightly around me. She held me in her arms and gave me a chance to survive."

When I saw Chengguang bowing his head, I must have been extremely sad, and I had to bear back those disobedient tears.

"Later, I was taken to my uncle's house. My uncle gave my parents the suicide note and the trust fund. They seemed to know that their life was not long, but the accident was obviously an accident, and the driver of the sand truck was also involved. In jail, I don't understand what all this rainy-day planning is all about. They were so young."

"My son Chengguang, if you see this letter, your parents have already traveled far away, so don't worry about it." He engraved the suicide note in his bones and blood.

"If you are still young, your parents apologize for not being able to accompany you and protect you as you grow up."

"If you are already standing upright, your parents apologize and cannot be with you. Let's see you marry a wife and have children."

"If you start a family and start a business, your parents apologize for not being able to accompany you and share the family relationship with you."

"My son Chengguang, my parents know that there is danger around them, but they don't know when the danger will come, so I leave this letter for fear of not being able to write it in time."

Chengguang's voice was dry and trembling mixed with the smoke of the cigar.

"I still remember that when you were born, your mother had an eight-layer abdominal dissection with massive bleeding, and she woke up from a coma for three days."

"When you are full moon, you open your eyes and smile, and everyone praises you. When you are one year old, you are round and cute, with a bright personality."

"You are so precious, and your parents cherish you so much. I only hope that you will still be kind, honest and positive in the days to come"

"My son Chengguang, I hope you will live facing the sun from the beginning to the end, be warm and self-loving, and see you in the next life."

Chengguang cut off the cigar he had smoked for a third, went back from the window and sat down on the independent sofa beside me.

When I turned my head, I couldn't see the tears on his face, but I could feel the sorrow of his tears.

This appearance of rain, snow and wind and frost is probably due to the extreme sadness.

He tapped the envelope on the small square table between us with his fingertips: "I didn't understand why my parents did this so early until I got this."

He looked up at me, his eyes were full of autumn leaves: "Someone is going to kill them."

His voice was calm and terrifying.

"Open it." Chengguang said.

I did exactly that.

Inside was a photocopied version of a handwritten confession, with crooked fonts that could only be discerned vaguely.

"Here's the suicide note from the dirt truck driver."

After Chengguang's voice fell, I suddenly made out a few large characters: "Instigated by the chairman of Yuanyou Shipping, intentional murder."