Waiting for you at the place where you are reborn

Ruan Xiaojing felt a lump in her throat and was speechless.

Fang Zheng's voice was still gentle and patient: "It's just a kind of family affection. After all, we grew up together."

Ruan Xiaojing looked at Fang Zheng, still struggling inside.

Fang Zheng reached out and wiped away the tears on her face, and said frankly: "I dare not talk to you about the future because I don't know what the future will be like; I dare not ask you for a child because I am afraid that if something unfortunate happens to me, the child will become a burden to you. It's not that I don't have you in my heart, but because I care about you very much."

Ruan Xiaojing's tears stopped in her eyes and she put her head back on Fang Zheng's chest.

'I care about you a lot', although these three words were not what she wanted to hear, they broke through all her doubts and jealousy.

Listening to his words and feeling his embrace, she felt instantly relieved.

Her voice was hoarse: “Nonsense, what misfortune will you have?”

Fang Zheng apologized sincerely: "I was wrong last night. I have never seen you angry or cry before. I must apologize to you."

Ruan Xiaojing's hands slowly reached to his waist. She looked up at him and couldn't help asking, "You spent a whole night with Du Qingqing. Did nothing really happen?"

Fang Zheng said: "She slept in the bedroom and I slept on the sofa. I stayed with her for one night just because she was my little sister who grew up with me."

Ruan Xiaojing's face turned slightly red, tears hung in the corners of her eyes, and she asked in a tender voice: "Does she also think of you as a brother?"

Fang Zheng wiped the tears from her eyes and said, "I will avoid meeting her."

Ruan Xiaojing's eyes stayed on Fang Zheng's face, "Can you tell me what your concerns are?"

"What do you want to know?"

"Your background, and your reason for wanting to join the R&D department."

Fang Zheng stared at Ruan Xiaojing, his brows slightly furrowed, his Adam's apple rolling up and down. After a long time, he finally said to her: "You are my lover, you have the right to know who I am, you should be mentally prepared--"

Ruan Xiaojing suddenly felt a little flustered. She had had countless guesses about what Fang Zheng was going to say next, but she always shook her head to deny everything.

He let go of Ruan Xiaojing, leaned against the head of the bed, and asked, "Do you know Zhang Keyan?"

"I know." Ruan Xiaojing nodded. She certainly knew Zhang Keyan. His return had caused a great stir in Yide Pharmaceutical's reputation in Lincheng. She suddenly remembered that one day after work, she accidentally saw Fang Zheng's car. She followed his car to the courtyard silently and saw him staying at the gate of the courtyard for a long time from a distance.

The courtyard is the residence of Zhang Keyan's mother Jiang Shunying. Ruan Xiaojing asked: "Could your life experience be related to Zhang Keyan?"

Fang Zheng looked at her tenderly, "Actually, I am Zhang Keyan, the son of Zhang Zhiyi and Jiang Shunying."

Ruan Xiaojing's heart was beating fast with shock, "Zhang Keyan - isn't he the one Mr. Song found, Song Qiaoran's fiancé?"

"The real Junk Rock is right next to you—"

Ruan Xiaojing's expression was frozen like a sculpture. She sorted out everything about Fang Zheng in her mind from beginning to end: Qingjiang's illness, his personality change, his participation in the competition for the position of director of the production department, his deliberate attempt to join the R&D department, and his marriage to her... She asked, "If you were Zhang Keyan, what would happen to make you become Fang Zheng?"

Fang Zheng held Ruan Xiaojing's hand, "This is what I want to tell you, do you want to continue listening?"

Ruan Xiaojing reached out and touched Fang Zheng's face: "Of course I want to listen, I want to know everything about you."

-

Twenty-seven-year-old Song Qiaoran walked into Song Siyao's office for the first time.

The chairman of Yide Pharmaceutical owns 56% of Yide Pharmaceutical's shares.

In Song Qiaoran's heart, his father has always been powerful and unshakable. He created the glory of Yide Pharmaceutical, and he never failed to achieve the goals he wanted to achieve.

My father's office is over 100 square meters, with transparent glass windows on three sides, stylish black Italian-style office furniture, dazzling white marble floors, and shiny black leather chairs and sofas.

"Ms. Song, please sit down and wait for Mr. Song. His meeting will be over soon." One of Song Siyao's secretaries brought Song Qiaoran a glass of juice.

Song Qiaoran nodded lightly. She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out. Yide’s factory and office building were in her sight.

The phone calls came one after another. The entire house of furniture, lamps and curtains that were customized for Yunxi's new house a few months ago have been processed and agreed to be installed today.

She didn't want to stay in Yunxi's new house, so she asked the driver and Xiao Zhang from the engineering department to go to her house to oversee the installation.

The so-called new house prepared for her marriage had long lost its meaning.

My mood is as gloomy as the weather outside, and just like the temperature, it is getting closer to zero.

After a long time, Song Siyao hurried into the office. Song Qiaoran's sudden arrival surprised him.

In twenty-seven years, his daughter has never come to his office.

"Qiao Ran, why are you here?" Song Siyao walked to the sofa and waved to Secretary Jin, who followed him into the office, to sit down.

Song Qiaoran turned and looked at Song Siyao, "Dad, I have something to tell you."

Song Siyao was puzzled, "I still have some things to deal with here. Is your matter important?"

Song Qiaoran nodded indifferently, "It's very important."

Secretary Jin stood up quickly and said, "I'll go out first, you guys talk first."

"Okay, Xiao Jin, go to your office and wait for me for a few minutes."

Song Siyao walked to the window where Song Qiaoran was standing. Hearing the sound of Secretary Jin closing the door, he asked, "What happened?"

Song Qiaoran moved his mouth expressionlessly and was about to speak, but two tears rolled down his cheeks.

"What's wrong? Who made you angry?" Song Siyao asked, "Is it Zhang Keyan?"

Song Qiaoran looked at Song Siyao and said, "Dad, I want to go to Xijing with Zhang Keyan and never come back."

"Do you mean - to settle down in Xijing?" Song Siyao asked.

Song Qiaoran nodded.

"Okay, whatever you say. Have you discussed this with Zhang Keyan? Is he willing?"

"He doesn't want to." Song Qiaoran said.

"What does it mean that he doesn't want to?" Song Siyao asked.

"He wants to stay in Lincheng. He wants to be with Wu Linxi."

"Wu Linxi?" Song Siyao's eyebrows knitted together, "Didn't An Junfeng transfer Wu Linxi to Qingming?"

"Dad," Song Qiaoran sniffed, "You are omnipotent. Whether it's Qi Xiangtian or Zhang Keyan, why can't you influence them?"

"Song Qiaoran——" Song Siyao scolded. He subconsciously looked at the entrance and said in a low voice: "Don't be willful and talk nonsense."

Song Qiaoran disagreed and continued, "Do you think everything we did was perfect? ​​Do you think Zhang Keyan's memory is gone forever? No -" She shook her head in despair, "No - our so-called secrets have actually been suspected for a long time."

Song Siyao was puzzled, staring at Song Qiaoran and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Dad, the police came to our house, Zhang Keyan also questioned me many times, Wu Linxi and Qi Xiangtian's good friends, they all thought we were deceiving everyone."

Song Siyao said: "They are just guessing. They have no evidence. Who can come up with evidence?"

Song Qiaoran's voice was a little out of control. "Whether there is evidence or not, Zhang Keyan's heart has already explained the problem. He knew they knew each other from the first time he saw Wu Linxi. Didn't you say that your medicine can help people forget their feelings? Why doesn't it work on Zhang Keyan?"

Song Siyao's eyes instinctively swept across the door again. He tried his best to control his emotions and said in a low voice: "It's not appropriate to talk about this in my office. Are you still a child?"

Song Qiaoran smiled sadly, "Dad, do you know what it feels like to be helpless, powerless, and out of control?"

Song Siyao's heart was stabbed by his daughter's loss. He put his arm around Song Qiaoran's shoulders and said in a soft voice, "You and Zhang Keyan leave Lincheng and go back to Xijing."

"What's the use now?" Song Qiaoran leaned against the glass window weakly, his face pale. "It was you who said that if he turned into Zhang Keyan and returned to Lincheng, it would boost Yide's reputation and increase its stock price. It was you who said that we should get engaged first and get married the following year, so that we could continue the hype."

"Everything I said came true. Yide's stock price doubled and has remained stable without falling—"

"Yes -" Song Qiaoran said desperately, "For Yide, you achieved everything you wanted, fame and money. But Zhang Keyan, I still lost in the end."

"Who said you lost Zhang Keyan?" Song Siyao asked.

"When we returned to Lincheng, we had already lost Zhang Keyan." Song Qiaoran said.

Song Siyao said: "Zhang Keyan can get money, beauty, power, what else does he want?"

Song Qiaoran's eyes became more and more empty. "Money talks. Then find a way to get Zhang Keyan to go to Xijing with me."

"Aren't I making it up to you? When Wu Linxi goes to Qingming, you and Zhang Keyan return to Xijing—"

A knock on the door interrupted Song Siyao's words.

"Come in." Song Siyao shouted.

Secretary Jin pushed open the door and reported carefully: "Director Song, two policemen are here to see you."

"Police?" Song Siyao was surprised at first, then he immediately recovered and said, "Please come in. Let's see what's going on."

When she heard the word "police", Song Qiaoran couldn't help but feel flustered. She remembered the two policemen who came to her house to question her that day. When she was about to leave the office, she bumped into the policemen who were walking towards her. She was startled. It was them again.

The policewoman smiled and said, "What a coincidence, Miss Song is here, and she happened to be looking for you, so we don't have to go to the villa on the top of the mountain."

Song Qiaoran stopped.

The male police officer politely said to Song Siyao: "Hello, Mr. Song, we are police officers from the Criminal Investigation Brigade. My name is Wang Yuegu, and this is our team leader Jiang Li. The main reason I came to bother you this time is to investigate a case that happened more than a year ago."

Song Qiaoran asked coldly: "Is it the case we talked about last time? What does it have to do with my father?"

The corners of Song Siyao's mouth trembled slightly, but he looked at the police in front of him calmly and waved, "Please sit down, both of you." He turned to Secretary Jin and said, "Ask Xiao Yang to make some tea and bring it in."

Jiang Li and Wang Yuegu walked to the sofa in front of the desk and sat down.

Song Siyao accompanied the policeman and sat down on the single seat on the sofa, while Song Qiaoran sat far away on the chair in front of the desk.

"What case from a year ago are you just talking about--" Song Siyao said.

Jiang Li sat upright and said to Song Siyao, "Mr. Song, do you remember the explosion at the chemical plant more than a year ago?"

Song Siyao opened his confused eyes, "The explosion? More than a year ago?" He smiled helplessly, "I don't have enough energy to pay attention to things that the police should pay attention to. Besides, it was more than a year ago."

Wang Yuegu continued, "It's okay if you don't remember. Now let me tell you about the situation on that day: According to the surveillance footage on the night of the explosion, the Bentley with the license plate number Lin A appeared once on the Third Ring Road near the exploded chemical plant at 7:48 and then disappeared. No traces of the car were found on the adjacent roads during this time period. And one hour after the chemical plant exploded, at 11:15 that night, the license plate appeared in the north, far from the explosion site, and then disappeared again. The car's route could not be found."

Jiang Li said: "Lin A, we have checked the license plate. This is the car you were driving at the time. The owner of the vehicle is your name."

"This car - let me think -" Song Siyao seemed to be reminiscing, "I think the driver dealt with it last year and resold it."

Song Qiaoran agreed: "Yes, it has been dealt with a long time ago."

"Is there any problem with the car's driving trajectory?" Song Siyao asked.

Jiang Li said, "This is a case that has been investigated for more than a year but has no clues. Before the explosion, your car appeared near the explosion site, and it appeared in the north one hour after the explosion. We are asking you as usual, where did you drive during the three hours in between?"

Song Siyao laughed again, "Should I remember this time? More than a year ago? And my car is almost always used by the driver."

Wang Yuegu said: "Without your order, the driver would not dare to drive your car around."

Jiang Li added: "The video surveillance camera at the Third Ring Road captured you at that time. There was also a man sitting in the passenger seat, but his appearance was not clear. Could it be that Mr. Song was driving that day, and the driver was sitting next to him?"

Song Siyao said: "It happened more than a year ago, who can still remember the details?"

Jiang Li said, "Mr. Song, you are a business celebrity in Lincheng. If we hadn't seen you on the surveillance video, we would not have dared to disturb you. The explosion involved two lives. If you know anything, I hope you can cooperate with the investigation and tell us."

"Officer Jiang..." Song Siyao looked at Jiang Li, "If I say a time one year ago, can you accurately tell me what you were doing on that day? Moreover, as a legal citizen, there are no restrictions on what he can do, and he can also refuse to answer the police's questions."

Jiang Li said: "At 7:15 that evening, Song Qiaoran appeared in Qi Xiangtian's car, and at 7:48, your car appeared near the explosion site. Qi Xiangtian's car and his belongings appeared at the explosion site, and then Qi Xiangtian disappeared. Did you really know nothing about the explosion?"

"I know nothing." Song Siyao answered decisively.