Rebirth's guilt

The corridor was a little quiet, and Sunan stared straight at An Yanqing, sizing him up wantonly.

An Yanqing was silent for a while, then nodded imperceptibly, turned and left, and said while walking, "The cafe in the garden upstairs is very quiet, I think that place is very suitable."

Seeing that he agreed so readily, Sunan looked a little complicated, with a look of expectation in his eyes, and quickly followed.

The back figure walking in front is a bit thin, Sunan thought of the email he received this morning, in which all the things An Yanqing had done in the past 20 years were clearly listed.

Not long ago, at the same time when Han Jue and Han Mu had a car accident, An Yanqing committed suicide due to emotion and was declared to be dying in the hospital after the rescue failed.But the result was beyond everyone's expectations, An Yanqing did not die, but came back to life.

It was also at that time that An Yanqing, the young master who was expelled from the An family, who had never touched stone betting in the past 20 years, actually started betting on stones, and for the first time cut out the best chicken oil yellow from Laokeng glass. Fei.

He met Qiao Zhishen, the president of Bianco, by accident in Tengchong, Yunnan, and then joined Bianco. He resolutely left the place where he grew up and now lives in Hong Kong.

An Yanqing's messages appeared in Sunan's mind one by one, and then related to what he had observed all the time, Sunan had an extremely absurd idea in his heart.

The blood jade Pixiu handed down by the ancestors of the Han family carries a mysterious curse, and it is said that it has unpredictable abilities.

This legend was told by Han Mu when he was a child. At that time, he thought that Han Mu was just fooling him as a child, so he laughed and didn't believe it at all.But after Han Jue and Han Mu's car accident happened, the Pixiu that was supposed to be at the scene of the car accident disappeared.Then, some of the mysterious habits of An Yanqing, who was resurrected from the near death, unexpectedly resembled Han Jue's.

An Yanqing followed the waiter and walked towards a remote box in the corner. Along the way, he didn't dare to look back at Su Nan. The scorching gaze from behind made him extremely uncomfortable.

"A cappuccino."

"A cup of black coffee."

The waiter stepped back, and Sunan looked at the handsome man sitting opposite him, but suddenly he didn't know how to speak.An Yanqing's flustered heart had calmed down, but at worst, Sunan discovered his identity.

He was hesitant to recognize Sunan at first, if Sunan really recognized him, he would take the opportunity to recognize his relatives.

For a while, the two of them didn't speak, they just looked at each other silently, waiting for the other to speak first.After a while, the door of the box was knocked, and the waiter came in with coffee for two people, and found that the atmosphere in the box was a bit stagnant, which made people feel very stressed.

After putting down the coffee, the waiter almost held his breath and backed out, it was so quiet!

Su Nan didn't even look at the coffee on the table, and suddenly put his hands on the table and approached An Yanqing, and asked sadly: "Is Jue blaming me?" Their noses were almost touching, and the man's breath rushed towards them Come, with a faint smell of tobacco.

An Yanqing was taken aback by his sudden movement, and reflexively said: "Who blamed you?" As soon as the words fell, she wanted to cover her face in annoyance, why did she admit it so idiotically?

The originally stagnant atmosphere between the two disappeared immediately, as if all the barriers disappeared at this moment.

Sunan smiled in satisfaction, stood up and sat beside him, held his hand tightly, his face suddenly became expressionless, and asked: "Since you don't blame me, why don't you recognize me when you recognize me?" ?”

"Well, that's because, um, it's because..." Hearing Sunan's questioning, An Yanqing was in a daze, and stammered a little, but couldn't tell the reason.

Sunan was very proud of his performance in his heart, but he pretended to be very sad on his face and said persistently: "Do you know how sad I was when I found out about your accident in the United States? I was almost crazy at the time, what? You didn’t care about it and returned to the country. But! You obviously didn’t die, and you clearly recognized me, but you didn’t recognize me!”

An Yanqing was stunned by his series of words, and seeing the heartache and sadness on his face, she suddenly felt that she seemed to have made a huge mistake, and wished she could shrink as quickly as she could, and finally Na said, "I'm sorry!"

Hearing this, Sunan said, "I'm just sorry? Isn't there any real compensation?" An Yanqing looked at him and asked stupidly, "Then what compensation do you want?"

This was what Sunan was waiting for, and with a smirk in his heart, he said, "Then you promise me one request, so that I won't blame you." An Yanqing hurriedly asked, "What request?"

Sunan shook his head, with a smile in his eyes, and said, "Don't say it yet, I'll tell you when I think it over!" An Yanqing curled her lips when she heard the words, and said disdainfully, "Then think about it slowly!"

Up to now, he hasn't realized that he was led by the nose by Sunan, and his attention was completely diverted.

"Cough..." Sunan made a V in his heart, coughed softly, started to talk about the business, and asked: "What happened to the car accident back then? Was the car really tampered with?" ?”

An Yanqing turned pale when she heard the words, and said in a low voice, "It's the brakes that have been tampered with! That car was given to me by my second uncle. I went to Shanghai, and he said he would send me a car for transportation. I have been using that BMW for a while. I really wanted it, and I was very happy when I received the gift, but I didn't expect it to be..."

Sunan reached out to hold him in his arms, rubbed his hair, and comforted him: "It's okay, it's over!" An Yanqing pulled the corners of his mouth and forced a smile, but it was uglier than crying.

When alone, no matter what sad things happen, you will grit your teeth and hold on, but once you have close friends or family members around you to comfort and accompany you, you will become weak and easily show your emotions.

The same is true for An Yanqing. When he was alone in Shanghai, although he felt uncomfortable in his heart, he couldn't see it from the outside. He even immersed himself in gambling for a while and put aside all these pains.

But at this time Sunan appeared, and his brother who was close to him when he was a child was by his side, and his heart softened instantly.

Relaxing his body and leaning against Sunan's arms, An Yanqing's voice sounded low, "Tell me, second uncle, why did he do such a thing? Aren't we a family? Even if he wants to inherit the Han family, as long as he says we I won't fight with him either!"

Sunan caressed his back, pulled him out of his arms after hearing his words, and asked, "Do you believe what the newspaper said, that Han Jing did it?"

"You should call him Second Uncle!" An Yanqing frowned and said, but Sunan had been calling everyone by their names since he was a child, and he never called them Grandpa, Dad, Second Uncle, and he just said it out of habit.

"Don't you think so? I didn't believe it at first, but if the second uncle didn't do it, why would he commit suicide in fear of crime? The car was indeed given to me by him, and the Han family was also what he wanted. He has the biggest suspicion." An Yanqing looked at Sunan and said.

"If I tell you, he didn't do it!" Sunan looked at him and said seriously, "Second uncle didn't commit suicide, but homicide. Someone bribed the prison guards to kill him. This is what I found out after being in Hong Kong for so long. of."

An Yanqing was shocked when she heard the words, and asked a little excitedly: "Is what you said true? The second uncle was also killed by someone? Who did it?"

A series of questions were asked, and Sunan slowly explained: "I received the news that you and Han Mu died in a car accident in the United States, and it was Han Yuanchen who informed me."

An Yanqing asked in surprise: "Grandpa? Have you been in touch with him? But why did they tell me you were missing?" Sunan raised his eyebrows and said, "We'll talk about this later!"

An Yanqing had no choice but to nod when he heard the words, but he also reflected that he seemed to be led by the nose by someone before.

Obviously he should be questioning someone why he left suddenly, why he never came back, how could it become himself being questioned, and he foolishly agreed to his request!

Sunan didn't see what he was thinking, and continued: "I was shocked at the time. I couldn't believe it. I immediately booked a plane ticket and prepared to go back to China. As soon as I returned to Hong Kong, I received news that Han Jing was the murderer. committed suicide in fear of guilt."

"Then have you seen Grandpa? Did he say anything?" An Yanqing asked anxiously.If Sunan had already returned to Hong Kong at that time, then he should have seen Han Yuanchen, after all Han Yuanchen was not dead at that time.

Sunan shook his head, frowned and said: "I didn't see him. It should be said that I didn't find him at all, he disappeared. None of the servants of the Han family knew where he was until the news of his death came out , I just found out that he is in a private hospital."

An Yanqing frowned, but rarely did she think about what Sunan said.

"I find it strange that accidents happened one after another in the Han family within a few days. It's too coincidental, so I stayed here to find out the truth. Han Yuanchen did die of illness, and your death hit him too hard. But Han Jing's death is suspicious, he definitely did not commit suicide."

Speaking of which, Sunan looked at An Yanqing, hesitating whether to tell him that Liu Qingran had a relationship with Han Jing.

"What's the matter?" Su Nan suddenly stopped talking, An Yanqing suddenly understood when he saw him looking at her with concern, and asked, "Could it be related to me?" I have to say that sometimes his intuition is quite accurate.

Sunan sighed and said, "It's not about you, but about someone you know, Liu Qingran. Han Jing had frequent contact with Liu Qingran in the two months before his death, but I couldn't find out. What the hell did they talk about?"

"You're talking about Qingran?" An Yanqing was a little unbelievable, shook her head, and argued: "But you can't say that she has something to do with Han Jing's death just because of this! Although the Liu family has some money, it's not that big. Forces can kill a suspect under police surveillance."

Sunan nodded when he heard the words, it seems that he is not too stupid.