"Maybe."

Yang Youyou nodded.

Since there was one car missing, Song Qingyu had to take Chi Moyan's car and go down the mountain with them.

Return to the city.

Song Qingyu didn't rush home, but went to the company.

When the people in the company saw her coming, they were stunned for a moment, and hurriedly greeted her respectfully: "Hello, President Song."

Song Qingyu nodded and returned to the office.

Zhou Lin knew that she came to the company today, and rushed to the office immediately: "Mr. Song, weren't you traveling? How come you're back so soon?"

Selfishly.

She still hoped that Song Qingyu could consider her more.

A pregnant woman who works so hard, even when she was playing outside these two days, she did not forget to report some news to the company.

She admired him very much.

"I just happened to be free, so I came back to take a look. By the way, has Wang Jingming come to the company these two days?"

She asked in a mock casual tone.

Zhou Lin shook her head. "It seems that since President Song did not agree to the loan, President Wang has not paid much attention to the company's affairs. He comes in very late every day and leaves early. Oh, I heard from his assistant that President Wang also took a few days off. It seems that his old headache has come back, so he has been hospitalized for the past two days."

A gleam of light flashed across Song Qingyu's eyes.

"Where's Zhou Qing?"

Zhou Qing has a very good relationship with Wang Jingming and always follows Wang Jingming's lead.

really.

After hearing Song Qingyu's answer, Zhou Lin looked a little strange.

"Zhou Qing also took a short vacation, saying he was going abroad to relax."

What a coincidence.

Song Qingyu sneered silently in his heart.

It seems that there is a problem with the contract with RE. They are just waiting for her to invest money, and then they will start to distance themselves from her. When something goes wrong, they will come out and play the role of savior.

I didn’t think there was anything wrong with Wang Jingming before. I thought everything he did was justified. But now it seems that many things actually have traces to follow.

"Okay, don't mention what happened today to anyone. If they want to rest, let them rest."

Song Qingyu stood up and instructed Zhou Lin, then left the company.

She was in no hurry to go home.

Instead he drove to the prison.

Under the arrangement of the prison guards.

Song Qingyu met Gan Leng.

In just a few months, Gan Leng looked a lot thinner, with his eye sockets deeply sunken.

He didn't seem to expect that the person who came to see him would be Song Qingyu.

She looked more beautiful than before. Not only was she full of the competence of a career woman, but her eyes and eyebrows seemed to be more gentle.

"What are you here for?"

Gan Leng sat opposite Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu looked at the old man in front of him, who no longer posed any threat, with a look of neither disgust nor joy.

"I still remember that the last time I saw you, you told me about my mother. You hinted to me that the cause of my parents' death was not that simple."

Gan Leng's eyes flickered.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

He plays dumb.

Song Qingyu smiled and said, "You don't have to deny it so quickly. I just came to confirm it."

"Just live your life well. What's the point of checking so much? Can a dead person come back to life?"

Gan sneered.

"Enjoy life while you can."

Song Qingyu ignored him without showing any anger.

"Don't you think it's unfair?"

"what?"

Gan Leng was indeed attracted to her.

"Obviously, my parents' death may not have been directly related to you, and now, the real culprit behind the scenes is living a carefree life outside, leading an enviable life, while you are staying in this place, never seeing the sun. Oh, I forgot to tell you that your previous paintings have depreciated in value because of what you did, from 500,000 to 50 yuan, and it seems that no one buys them. Your name has also been removed from the Art Association..."

Gan Leng's dry lips trembled.

His eyes were dark, narrowed, and a cold light flashed: "You want to irritate me?"

Song Qingyu spread out his hands.

"Yes, I do want to provoke you. I don't have that much time to verify my guesses one by one. The most direct way is for you to tell me the truth and I will take revenge. You can also reduce your sentence because you have made up for your mistakes."

She made her intention known without reservation.

And what's even more deadly is.

Gan Leng was actually persuaded.

Yes.

Obviously, he is not the only one who knows about this.

Why, he is living happily outside while he is suffering in prison?

"Don't worry, take your time to think about it. I have plenty of time. I will come to see you again in a week and give me a result then. Of course, if you still refuse to tell me, I won't come again."

Song Qingyu didn't force him.

She stood up and walked out.

My hand was just on the door handle.

"Wait, I say."

A smile appeared on Song Qingyu's red lips. She turned back and sat down: "Go ahead and talk. I'm all ears."

"The death of your parents is closely related to me, but the most direct reason is because..."

Gan Leng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said the three words that Song Qingyu expected.

"Wang Jingming."

Song Qingyu felt cold and her nails dug deeply into her palms.

She tried to suppress her anger and said, "You must be joking. Uncle Wang and my father have such a good relationship. I don't believe he would do such a thing. Tell me something I can believe."

That said.

Gan Leng was indeed anxious.

"Why would I lie to you? We have a good relationship. What's the point of having a good relationship? Even couples who sleep in the same bed have betrayed each other, let alone just partners?"

Gan sneered.

"Actually, it's your father's fault. He trusted a subordinate so much, but he didn't know that in this world, jealousy can destroy a person."

Song Qingyu's heart was beating exceptionally fast.

She took a deep breath and asked, "What happened back then? I don't believe that Wang Jingming would be that kind of person..."

"I have a good relationship with your mother, and he has a good relationship with your father. We often get together. Once, your mother and I had a quarrel over a painting, and Wang Jingming heard it. He knew that I used your mother's painting to replace my own work. I was very scared at the time, thinking that Wang Jingming would expose me, but he didn't."

"He...invited you to cooperate?"

Song Qingyu asked tentatively.

Gan Leng nodded slowly: "Yes, he invited me to cooperate. At that time, your father just won a big bid. If it was completed successfully, Song's company could be on par with Shen's company. According to the situation, this project should be in charge of Wang Jingming, but your father did not give this project to him. Instead, he gave it to someone else."

Song Qingyu tried hard to recall and finally found some clues in her memory.

"Are you talking about the South District development project?"

"Yes."

Gan Leng nodded.

"The case was later assigned to a newcomer, and Wang Jingming held a grudge against him. Once when I was drinking with him, I learned that he had so many complaints against your father."

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