Tang Qiaoen grabbed the railing by the river with both hands, trembling with excitement until she watched He Jiayin splash in the water a few times, and then sank silently.

Then she breathed a sigh of relief.

He Jiayin cannot swim, which is her fatal weakness.

Only Tang Qiaoen knows this secret.

Therefore, she worked hard to lure He Jiayin to the river, which was also the deepest section of the river.

Just to push her into the river!

There is no one passing by here at all, so no one will come to save He Jiayin!

So, He Jiayin, just disappear like this, disappear in this world forever!

"Hahahahaha!" Tang Qiaoen couldn't help laughing when he thought of this.

Great! He Jiayin is finally dead and will never stop her life again!

Mu Zechuan is hers! Tang Qiaoen will belong to her forever!

When Tang Qiaoen confirmed that He Jiayin would never resurface, she returned to the car.

He took out the paper signed by He Jiayin from his pocket and curled up the corners of his mouth.

"He Jiayin, you are really stupid. I asked you to sign, but you were so obedient!" She carefully lifted up the part with words on the paper.

It turns out that this paper has been specially processed and has two layers. It is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye without looking carefully.

Tang Qiaoen kneaded the lifted part and put it into his pocket, then looked at the remaining part.

The printed words are neatly printed on it.

"With this signed suicide note, everyone will think that you committed suicide. He Jiayin, I wasted a lot of brain cells for you!"

After Tang Qiaoen finished speaking with a smile, he folded the "suicide note" twice and stuffed it into the sun visor.

That’s it!

She opened the car door, got out of the car, took off the leather gloves she had been wearing, put her hands into her coat pockets, and quickly left the river.

She always wore gloves and left no trace in He Jiayin's car. The place was remote and there was no surveillance video to see what she did. No one passed by, so there were no witnesses.

So perfect!

*

Mu Zechuan arrived at Anzhai, broke in, and asked Aduo to search from room to room, finally believing that what the servant said was not a lie.

He Jiayin is not here.

He Jiayin left on his own.

"Where has she gone?" Mu Zechuan yelled at Anzhai's servant: "Did An Jincheng take her somewhere else?"

The servant was so frightened that he could not speak coherently: "I don't know, I don't know..."

Mu Zechuan suddenly felt tightness in his chest, and then an inexplicable sharp pain came.

He breathed heavily, trying to steady himself.

A Duo on the side was frightened and quickly stepped forward to help Mu Zechuan.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

Mu Zechuan covered his chest, feeling as if his heart had been pierced by countless sharp knives. He was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Then the tears flowed down uncontrollably.

"Young Master!" Aduo was really frightened. After following Mu Zechuan for so many years, he had never seen Mu Zechuan's tears!

Why are you crying?

Mu Zechuan limped away from Anzhai and returned to the car.

However, it was as if the soul had been taken away by someone.

Aduo settled Mu Zechuan, returned to the driver's seat, and looked at Mu Zechuan through the rearview mirror: "Young Master, what's wrong with you? Is the wound hurt?"

The wound hurts, so you won’t cry like this, right?

Mu Zechuan's face was filled with sadness. He didn't know why he was crying, but he just couldn't stop feeling sad.

Because he had a particularly bad intuition in his heart.

He just seemed to hear He Jiayin's cry. She seemed to be in some kind of desperate situation, and then she called him to save her.

Then, a voice told him that He Jiayin was gone and he would never see He Jiayin again!

Then, my heart began to hurt violently, and tears flowed down.

Never see He Jiayin again, never see He Jiayin again!

Mu Zechuan had never believed in telepathy before, but soon after, he knew that there really was such a thing as telepathy in the world.

*

It was already the next morning when I received a call from the police station.

Mu Zechuan stayed up all night. Listening to the voice on the phone, he felt a buzzing sound.

Can't hear anything clearly.

"Mr. Mu, are you still listening? Mr. Mu?" The police officer on the other end of the phone was a little impatient.

"What did you just say?" Mu Zechuan asked absently.

"Mr. Mu, we found Miss He Jiayin's car by the river. It's a white Audi. The license plate number is Nan AM. Is it Miss He's car?" the policeman had to repeat it again.

"Yes." Mu Zechuan was trembling all over and didn't dare to ask any more questions. He would rather pretend that he didn't hear anything just now.

"Ms. He was not in the car. We found a suicide note signed by Miss He on the car. We would like you to confirm whether it is her handwriting."

"What did you say?" Mu Zechuan bit his lip tightly.

"Mr. Mu, we suspect that He Jiayin committed suicide."

suicide?

Mu Zechuan felt that his brain was lacking oxygen, and his vision suddenly went dark.

He Jiayin committed suicide?

Mu Zechuan's cell phone fell to the ground. He held on to the hospital bed to prevent himself from falling.

Mu Zechuan didn't know how he got into the police station.

The police officer who received him was the police officer who called him.

"The car was discovered by Mr. Wang, who walks by the river every day." The police officer looked at Mu Zechuan and said, "Mr. Wang goes for a jog by the river every morning and evening. He found the car parked by the river last evening. He didn't pay attention, but

When he went for a walk this morning, he saw the car still parked there. He walked over and found no one inside, so he called the police."

"Where's He Jiayin?" Mu Zechuan asked himself as if he didn't hear what the police said.

"We infer that Miss He committed suicide by drowning herself in the river before yesterday evening..."

"I asked you where she is!"

"Mr. Mu, please calm down, we have sent people to recover the remains..."

"Remains?" Mu Zechuan's red eyes widened: "Who said she is dead? She will not die!"

The policeman was frightened by him and quickly changed his words: "We are working hard to search and rescue, please wait patiently..." He said this, but rational people know that it has been so long and the hope of survival is almost non-existent.

will exist.

He sighed softly and glanced at Mu Zechuan in front of him.

It was said that this man heartlessly abandoned the eldest daughter of the He family, but now he looked clearly heartbroken.

How could a heartless person be like this?

Mu Zechuan frowned in pain, stretched out his fist, and smashed the table hard.

No, He Jiayin will not die. Her life is determined. She will never die!

He Jiayin, I won’t allow you to die!

"Mr. Mu, this is the suicide note left by Miss He." The policeman placed a piece of paper in front of Mu Zechuan.

Mu Zechuan picked up the suicide note, and the first thing that caught his eye was He Jiayin's signature.

Yes, it's her autograph.

His hands began to tremble.
Chapter completed!