Repaying With Marriage

Chapter 72 The CEO of Yujing Group who fell off a cliff and disappeared

Shi Su was still reading the two newspapers in the car at the time, and he hadn't been able to find out the details of the situation from the moment he fell into the river to when he was rescued.

The police must be able to find out the surveillance route on the section of the cross-river bridge at that time, and they will be able to find out exactly how it happened after a search.

But she really doesn't want to bring this kind of thing to the house, especially when the night is still busy at home, and...

She glanced in Jing Jihan's direction, and sure enough, when the man heard Miss Jun's words, his eyes fell on her face again.

Miss Jun was still chattering over there: Fortunately, you're fine. The dramas these days have been full of nights. After staying up for so many days, I took advantage of the few days of recuperation to rest and recharge my batteries. The investigation Leave the matter to me, and you don't have to worry about it.

After speaking, Miss Jun asked suspiciously, Why haven't you spoken for a long time? Are you home yet? If you're still squatting in the corridor, I'll go back and help you home right away!

Shi Su hurriedly raised his voice in the direction of the phone: I'm back, the phone is too far away so I didn't speak.

Miss Jun said Oh, then paused, and suddenly asked sharply: So who put the speakerphone on for you? Mianmian can't be home at this time!

Shi Su: ...

The next moment Miss Jun suddenly said angrily: It's that little boy again? You haven't broken up with him yet? Shisu, I said you...

The man's tall figure moved slightly, walked to the side of the tea table, and hung up the phone casually.

——The world is finally clean!

Although I am a little sorry for Miss Jun, Shi Su is really not in a good condition at the moment, she is not feeling well, and she stayed up for a few days, and it is a coincidence that she has her aunt visiting today. After soaking in the river for a long time, she was exhausted physically and mentally, and felt uncomfortable everywhere. Now she just wanted to be quiet, find a place to lie down, and didn't want to say anything.

Seeing the scrutiny in the man's eyes, Shi Su said, Let me take a rest first, and then I'll talk when I feel better. Shall I go back to my room and sleep for a while?

There was almost a hint of pleading in her tone, which was a natural reaction when a person was too tired and was about to collapse.

After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked into the door of the children's room regardless, and said at the same time: Please go downstairs to pick up Mianmian for me just after 4:30, and the kindergarten school bus will take her back. She sent it to the gate of the community.

After saying that, Shi Su entered the children's room without looking back.

Jing Jihan turned his eyes and looked at the mobile phone on the coffee table that had been soaked in water a few hours ago and had cracked marks on the screen.

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Shi Su sat on the small cartoon sofa in the children's room, and didn't go to sleep right away.

The sunshade curtains are closed, the lights in the room are not turned on, only the screen of the laptop in her arms is bright.

The file with the password on the screen was opened, and rows of year numbers flowed in the dim light.

On June 26, 201X, at 21:00 p.m., Shi Yunyin was admitted to the hospital with a leg injury, and the VIP ward was closed. The trainee medical staff claimed that there were no patients with leg injuries in the ward (the recording has been backed up).

On July 19, 201X, at 18:00 p.m., Mrs. Xu Yaru appeared near the hotel on fire (monitoring has been backed up).

On July 20, 201X, at 20:00 p.m., the hotel was set on fire (the on-site monitoring equipment has been burned, and the evidence needs to be added).

On X, X, 201X, at noon at XX, ……… (Recording evidence to be added.)

On X, X, 2020, at 6:00 a.m., a car accident occurred on the cross-river bridge in Jiangshi, and the accident was caused by human beings...

...

Shi Mianmian raised her face more than once and asked: Mommy, why are we going back to this place?

Shi Su closed the computer in her hand, and her hair ran across her cheeks. Her eyebrows and eyes were downcast, and she couldn't see the emotion on her face clearly.

Why do you want to come back?

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At around 8 o'clock in the evening, Shi Su woke up and opened her eyes. Although she slept for several hours, she didn't sleep well. The pain in her neck reminded her of what happened today when she moved for a few hours. He squinted for a while, his mental state did not get a complete rest.

However, she heard Mianmian's voice when she was half asleep and half awake, and knew that Mianmian had been picked up, so she continued to sleep with her eyes closed more at ease.

Now she couldn't sleep anymore, she sat up slowly, and walked out of the children's room slowly.

When I opened the door, I saw that Mianmian was obediently lying on the coffee table and drawing. The little girl is only a little over four years old, and she is still a child in the kindergarten class. The teacher did not teach writing, but there are usually some painting enlightenment classes, which Mianmian especially likes.

Walking over to see Mianmian didn't know what she was drawing, but she was very serious. She raised her eyes and saw Mummy woke up, and then saw something on Mummy's neck. I remembered that Uncle Ji Han said that Mummy was not feeling well and couldn't disturb her. Hurry up. He grinned: Mommy, are you uncomfortable here?

While talking, Mianmian raised her finger curiously, and pointed to the cervical spine immobilizer on Shisu's neck.

Shi Su said hmm, and touched her little head, at the same time, she heard some movement in the kitchen, turned around again, and walked slowly towards the kitchen.

In the neat and clean kitchen, a tall and handsome figure of a man is standing in front of the stove, frying a piece of steak with natural movements, even in such a down-to-earth place like the kitchen, the silver spatula in his hand is also Shi Su's common kitchen utensils, but there is an inexplicable feeling that this steak is not something ordinary people can afford.

Smelling the fragrance from a distance, I knew it must be very good.

If he is really the president of the Yujing Group who fell off a cliff and disappeared, the one named Jing, it should be impossible for him to cook steak...

Shi Su suddenly called out: Ji Han.

Jing Jihan only glanced at her briefly from the side, then turned his gaze away, and turned the steak in front of him.

Shi Su stood in front of the kitchen door for a while, seeing that he didn't want to talk to her, she seemed to be bored when she thought about it, he was kind enough to help her daughter cook dinner, and she was still thinking about it and calling him name to verify his sensitivity to this name.

But it seems that Ji Han's name doesn't seem fake. When he turned his eyes to look at her just now, he instinctively reflected his name without any deliberation.

That's weird.

Shi Su helped the huge thing around his neck, and walked back to Mianmian clumsily to watch her draw.

Standing in the kitchen, Jing Jihan slowly squeezed the space between his eyebrows.

When he was still studying in the United States many years ago, he refused to accept the people sent by the Jing family to stay by his side to take care of him. Occasionally, when he had free time, he would cook by himself in an apartment abroad.

Time flies, and so many years have passed, returning to China to take over the company, flying to different countries and cities every now and then, piled up with projects, frequent meetings and the dense itinerary of the president's inspection, there is no such kind of leisure at all.

In the past few years since returning to China, this is the first time I have cooked in person, and it turned out to be to fill the stomach of a four-year-old girl.

The sound of Shi Su and Shi Mianmian mother and daughter bickering again came from outside.

Shi Mianmian, what exactly is this drawing of yours?

I drew you~

Shi Su was shocked: This monster with feet growing on its head and a bunch of messy flowers growing on its body is me?! How does this look like me?

It's not feet, Mommy, it's hair!

Hey, who only has two hairs? It's still sticking up like this? Curse your old lady, I'm going bald at an early age, right?

Oh, then I'll draw a few more hairs! Mianmian cooperated with her and hurriedly added some hairs to Mommy, and then embellished them with pink watercolor pens.

The corners of Shi Su's mouth twitched fiercely: What the hell is this?

This is the bow I added to Mommy's hair~

Shi Su: ...it looks like Tianshan Child Elder has pimples on her scalp.

Shi Mianmian pouted at the tasteless mommy, covered the painting and stopped showing it to her, but Shi Su was still obsessed with wanting to see it, so Mianmian hurriedly got up with her painting in her arms, ran to the kitchen and held it up to Jing Ji Han: Uncle, do you think the Mummy I drew looks good?