After her death, the crazy boss killed all the villains and committed suicide

“Is this what you drew?”

Li Fan shifted his gaze away from the painting and looked at the nurse in front of him with complicated eyes.

"yes,"

The female nurse blinked her exposed eyes and nodded seriously.

"Didn't you see me painting it yourself?"

He obviously didn't mean that.

Li Fan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

"You said you can paint, but you didn't say you can only paint abstract paintings."

The only thing that could be seen from the lines on the paper was that of a woman.

As for the facial features, they can only be described as completely abstract.

The nurse frowned.

"Mr. Li, you only asked who can paint, but you didn't ask what style it is."

It's his fault.

This method doesn't work.

Li Fan couldn't help but rub his eyebrows with his hand, then smiled at the nurse again.

"Excuse me, you can go back now."

"No trouble,"

The female nurse's eyebrows curved.

"Next time something like this happens, you can come to me. I'm happy to help."

Li Fan pursed his lips.

"……it is good."

He stood there and sighed as he waited for the nurse to push the cart away.

It’s better to send someone to investigate honestly. The shortcut is not that easy to take.

Just as I took two steps, the voice of the female nurse sounded again behind me.

"Wait, Mr. Li."

Li Fan stopped and turned to look.

The female nurse stopped and looked at Li Fan and said quickly.

"I heard from that woman that she will come to Kyoto as soon as possible to accompany Miss Zhizhi."

"Come to Kyoto?!"

Li Fan raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of surprise.

What does it mean that after mountains and rivers seem to have no way out, suddenly you find another village with willows and flowers?

This is!

The nurse looked at Li Fan in confusion.

"Mr. Li?"

"Thanks,"

Li Fan took out a card from his arms and handed it to the nurse.

"This is my business card. If you need any help, you can contact me."

"it is good,"

The nurse's eyes narrowed again. She took the business card and put it in her pocket, then clicked her name.

"If you need my help in the future, you can also come to me."

Li Fan was stunned for a moment, then immediately curled his lips.

"it is good."

Coming to Kyoto?

Song Sili soon got the news, and his eyes suddenly froze.

After hearing silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, Li Fan cautiously spoke up to remind the other end.

"Mr. Song?"

Song Sili's eyes moved.

"Arrange someone to watch at the hospital entrance and report any news at any time."

"Yes,"

Li Fan listened to the busy tone on the other end of the phone and put the phone down with a complicated expression.

He didn't know whether he hoped that Zhizhi's mother was Miss Yu or not.

If it weren't for the eldest daughter's interference, causing a rift between Mr. Song and Miss Yu, they should have been married long ago.

The child is almost as old as Miss Zhizhi now.

Thinking of this, Li Fan's expression suddenly paused.

Miss Zhizhi’s age... no way?!

His eyes widened, suspicion written all over his face.

Song Sili threw his cell phone aside and picked up a cigarette from the side and lit it.

If Zhizhi’s mother was Wanwan, what should I do?

He exhaled the smoke from his mouth, looked at the moon and thought about what happened that year. The color of his eyes continued to darken until it became unfathomable.

I should say, what can be done?

The night wind is getting cooler.

A sleepless night.

Yu Wen also stayed awake all night.

After simply packing my luggage, I boarded the flight arranged by Xiao Yunze.

Looking at the Rui Kingdom gradually moving away below, her eyes were complicated.

I thought I would never go back.

The early morning sun rises from the horizon, completely swallowing up the long night.

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The sun shines on the sea, creating layers of ripples.

The floor of the yacht cabin was covered with scattered clothes.

It's not hard to see how intense last night was.

Luo Yang's long curly hair like a waterfall spread out on the pillow, her fair and delicate face buried in the silk quilt, and she was obviously sleeping.

The man next to him frowned.

"Lu Jingci, I told you, I don't remember anything."