"Mr. Lu,"

Zhang Chi's pale face was full of worry and guilt.

"How is Madam?"

All these things happened because he was plotted against by someone.

The lady may not blame him, but he cannot help blaming himself.

Lu Jingci did not answer Zhang Chi's question, his handsome face was unusually cold.

"What about people?"

"In the backyard,"

Zhang Chi nodded and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

"Everyone who came into contact with that villa committed suicide in various ways. Only two were brought back."

His tone was solemn.

"One of them is called Li Wei. He is Jiang Peiwen's right-hand man. He has always helped him do shameful things. It was also him who had physical contact with me last time through Jiang Tian."

In other words, most of the puppet poison was caused by a man named Li Wei.

If he wasn't still useful, I would have cut him into pieces long ago.

"No matter what method you use, find out the identity of that person before tomorrow."

Lu Jingci's unique low voice was filled with a chilling chill.

"Also, send someone to Country T to work with Qi Jing's people to investigate the man named Pei Yu, especially his recent actions."

He narrowed his eyes and slowed down his speech.

"Remember, the more detailed the better."

Pei Yu?

The man who came with Mr. Song on the night Miss Song died?

Zhang Chi knew that Mr. Lu must have his reasons for saying this, so he nodded in response.

"Yes, I will make arrangements now."

Lu Jingci's eyes were cold and deep.

"Let Uncle Qiao in."

"Yes,"

Zhang Chi hesitated for a moment but still didn't ask the question he wanted to ask, so he turned and left.

Soon, Uncle Qiao knocked on the door and walked in.

"Master."

"Send someone to South City immediately,"

There was an indescribable coldness in Lu Jingci's calm and indifferent voice.

"I want to know why Pei Yu left that year."

Uncle Qiao frowned, but didn't ask any more questions.

"Yes,"

He glanced at Lu Jingci's expression and spoke in a slower voice.

"What if the old lady asks about the young lady?"

Lu Jingci's black pupils were like a bottomless pool, extremely calm.

"Keep it a secret for now."

Uncle Qiao nodded silently, turned and left.

The sunlight outside the window gradually darkened.

Lu Jingci sat on a chair, his tall and slender figure half hidden in the darkness, and the aura around him became increasingly cold and eerie.

-

The Song Family Manor.

Song Sili looked at the photo in front of him, raised his hand and drank the wine in one gulp without even frowning.

The wine bottle in front of him was only half empty.

His handsome face still showed a calm and composed look, without the slightest sign of drunkenness, but his eyes looked bitter.

The woman in the photo is wearing a dark windbreaker, with a delicate face and gentle temperament.

She was holding a cute little girl in a jumpsuit in her hand, and her profile was indescribably gentle.

Standing next to them was a tall man wearing casual clothes, with a calm temperament.

He looked at them with a smile, holding snacks and dolls unique to Universal Studios in his hands.

It’s a warm picture, just like a family of three.

"Mr. Song——"

Li Fan's voice came from the door.

"Enter."

The man's voice was dry and hoarse.

When Li Fan walked in, he smelled the strong smell of alcohol.

He sighed inwardly.

Mr. Song's dependence on alcohol is getting worse and worse.

If you continue like this, there will definitely be problems with your health.

But in the current situation, he didn't know how to persuade him.

"what's up?"

Song Sili picked up the bottle and continued to pour himself wine.

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