She is the palm of the third master

Especially on the ceiling.

Gray and black are obvious, no one lives in the house, no matter how beautiful the house is, it looks like a haunted house.

Qin Mian went to a room as Mr. Su said.

She pushed open the door.

boom!
A photo album suddenly fell from her head, and Xie Yuan quickly pulled her into his arms: "Have you met?"

"No." Qin Mian was quick, and had already dodged to the side when he heard the wind, his reaction was faster than Xie Yuan imagined, Xie Yuan's nervousness was a bit unnecessary.

However, it is very useful.

She knelt down, picked up the photo album, and looked up.

The photo album should have fallen from the roof, and some places on it have a sense of cracks that have not been repaired all year round, while the notebook fell from the wall.

There was tape remnants on the outside of the photo album and inside the siding.

Xie Yuan has already found a chair. He is tall, and he can see what is inside the wall panel by stepping on the chair.

"Cough cough!"

As soon as I touched it with my hand, a cloud of dust fell from the top of my head one after another.

Qin Mian coughed slightly, took two steps to the side, and opened the window again: "Be careful, don't fall."

Xie Yuan responded.

I have already looked into the wall panel with my mobile phone. There is a layer of cement inside the wall panel, but it is not filled, and there is a hole.

Inside the hole was a small wooden box and a lot of tape.

The glue was no longer sticky, it was gray, and when he pulled it with his hands, it turned into dust.

The small wooden box is very delicate, revealing the atmosphere of simplicity.

He looked inside with the light of his mobile phone, tapped with his hands, and got off the chair after confirming that there was nothing.

The chair moves.

He didn't seem to be standing still, and his whole body was just tilted.

As if about to fall.

Qin Mian rushed over here suddenly, raised his legs to stabilize the chair under Xie Yuan's feet, and grabbed his waist with his hands.

After that, it became a princess hug posture.

It's just that the roles are reversed. Which princess is he? She frowned, a little helpless: "Didn't I tell you to be careful?"

"If you're careful, you'll come over and hug me?" Xie Yuan had a lot of ashes in his hand, didn't touch her, just smiled and said, "I want you to see me more."

Qin Mian glared at him, feeling that he was out of shape: "Childish."

Xie Yuan got up from her arms and handed things to the table: "Childishness is also naive to you."

She raised her eyebrows.

I really didn't expect that the aloof third master of the Xie family had such a childish side, and he still talked about earthy love stories.

"Let's see what's inside?"

Qin Mian took the things and opened the box. Inside was a key and a letter.

The letter paper is a little brittle, like a sign of falling apart.

The handwriting also started to turn yellow, and she didn't dare to move it. She just opened the letter and took a picture with her mobile phone, planning to zoom in on it later.

Xie Yuan flipped through the photo album.

After seeing the photos inside, he tugged at Qin Mian's sleeves: "Look, is this Qingqing?"

Qin Mian glanced up.

In the photo album, the girl named Qingqing has been following Su Wan. The two seem to be close, holding hands, and have a very good relationship.

There is also a smile on the face.

Under the photo was also engraved words: "Qingqing, we will always be friends."

Su Wan can write?
Qin Mian didn't know if it was true, so she had to take it back and show it to Mr. Su. The entire album was full of photos of Su Wan and Qingqing, at least more than 100 of them.

There was no sign of any man.

Then who will be her father?

Qin Mian put the photo album aside, then flipped through the letter.

"When I read this letter, I might already be dead, whether it's Xinxin or Mianmian, or someone else..."

"I know there will be such a day, Qin Yunshan, I have never felt guilty towards you, I will give you everything you want, not to mention, we are married in name only."

"Mianmian, if you find this, you must know something, what you guessed is true, your biological father is not Qin Yunshan.

Have you seen that photo album? That aunt named Qingqing is my best friend. If you want to know the truth, go to her. "

"It's just that I don't know where she went, probably Xuezhou? Remember, you must pay attention to safety. It is dangerous to investigate this matter all the way. If you are not careful, you will be lost forever."

Su Wan wrote this and didn't continue writing.

The handwriting below was also very vague, and she seemed to be preventing others from reading the letter, so she only mentioned the place name of Xuezhou.

Qin Mian thought about it.

He took out the key from the small wooden box, and added the box from Liu Jing.

Some comparisons.

The hole of the key and the box can match, it is the key of this box!
click!

The key was opened, and there was only a finger in the box, and a layer of cloth was placed under the finger, with the word Qing Qing written on it.

After that there is nothing else.

Qin Mian put the things back into the bag, and left the tenement building with Xie Yuan.

Back home, Mr. Su had already packed his luggage, looked at the two of them and asked, "Have you gone to the tenement building?"

"Ah."

"Grandpa, does this handwriting belong to mother?" Qin Mian turned over the photo and showed it to old man Su, "Can you recognize it?"

Grandpa Su loves his daughter like his life, even though Su Wan has passed away for so many years.

That would also be able to engrave everything about Su Wan in his bones.

"It's your mother's, and you found it in the tenement building?" Mr. Su asked, his eyes were reddened, "Did your mother hide these?"

After Su Wan's death, he also went to Tanglou.

But except for some messy things, he got nothing.

"Yeah." Qin Mian nodded, but didn't take the phone back. Seeing Mr. Su's red eyes, he felt pain in his heart, "Grandpa, it's time for us to go to the airport."

"it is good."

Mr. Su returned the phone, put on his hat, and followed the two of them out.

As the driver, Lin Chen sat at the front.

From time to time, he looked at the expressions of the three of them through the rearview mirror, and looked away as if they were being caught.

"Xiao Lin, after returning to the imperial capital this time, you can go back to Xie Yuan's side, as long as there is someone who is Mianmian to take care of me." Old Master Su seemed to have received his gaze.

Lin Chen immediately coughed.

Afraid that Qin Mian and Xie Yuan thought he was the one who asked Mr. Su to say that.

Conscience of heaven and earth, he absolutely never said or hinted at Mr. Su, everything was voluntary by Mr. Su.

"Master Su, it's good for me to be by your side."

Mr. Su stared and said: "But you follow me, I don't feel comfortable at all, I feel like I'm being watched all day long, and I don't have any freedom at all."

You can't eat this, you can't eat that.

You can't go here, you can't go there, Lin Chen is like a housekeeper, he is very strict with him!
Lin Chen was a little embarrassed and said: "Master Su, I did it for your own good, not to mention that it was the third master and his wife's confession, and I must do it."

"Ha ha--"

Old Man Su laughed a few times, then took the newspaper and flipped through it, looking like he didn't want to talk to Lin Chen.

Qin Mian only felt that Grandpa seemed like an old urchin.

He even learned how to tease Lin Chen. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes narrowed and his head was suppressed by Xie Yuan.

"Quick, bow your head!"