In her mind, the words she heard her mother scolding when she arrived outside the ward suddenly came to mind.

Adulterer and adulterer.

A good death.

retribution.

They all deserve to die.

So, her mother was not scolding anyone else, but her father and Zhou Jingyu's mother?

No, no, no—

Song Zhiyuan couldn't believe it!

Zhou Jingyu's mother and her mother were best friends. She had a baby date with Zhou Jingyu right after she was born. So, how could her father have an affair with Zhou Jingyu's mother...

No, it won't!

In the flash of lightning, Song Zhiyuan thought of Chen Ping again.

She is an old servant of the Song family. Why are her father's letters to her mother and those old photos at Chen Ping's place?

After so many years, why didn’t Chen Ping give it to her mother earlier and later, but now she used it to stimulate her mother?

What is she thinking?

"What did the old lady named Chen say?" Song Zhiyuan asked again.

The nurse shook her head, "I didn't say anything. I looked at your mother for a while and then left."

"Then did she leave any contact information or anything?"

"Yes," the nurse said. "Everyone who comes to visit the nursing home must leave their contact information."

Very good!

Song Zhiyuan immediately went to ask for Chen Ping's contact information, but when she called, it showed that the number was empty.

More and more, Song Zhiyuan felt that Chen Ping had impure thoughts.

It is possible that she sent letters and photos specifically to stimulate her mother.

If that's the case, does Chen Ping know something that she doesn't know?

The more he thought about it, the more eager Song Zhiyuan was to find Chen Ping.

But since the Song family was defeated, Chen Ping and the others were dismissed. She was still young at the time, and she had no contact with them at all in the past ten or twenty years.

After calming down, Song Zhiyuan took out a number on his mobile phone and dialed it.

"Zhiyuan, you finally took the initiative to call me."

The phone rang twice and was answered, and the man's deep, magnetic and gentle voice came.

Song Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Brother Yan Li, have you been busy lately?"

"Well, it's okay. I have to go back to Jinning for a case in just two days. I just don't know if you would like to take the time to receive me." On the other end of the phone, Ji Yanli teased with a bright smile.

"Brother Yan Li, what do you mean, am I still blaming you for letting you go last time?"

More than a year ago, Ji Yanli also returned to Jinning for a business trip. She had agreed to treat him to dinner, but as a result, she was temporarily arranged to go on a business trip and the two of them never met.

"Yes, I've always remembered it, so it depends on your performance this time." Ji Yanli was very candid.

Song Zhiyuan smiled and agreed happily.

The two chatted for a while before she hung up the phone.

Originally, I wanted Ji Yanli to help check on Chen Ping, but since Ji Yanli was going back to Jinning in two days, it was better to discuss it in person.

Returning to the ward, looking at her mother who was not sleeping very peacefully, some of the questions that had puzzled Song Zhiyuan for many years seemed to gradually become clearer.

I just don't know if she can understand everything that happened back then, and then help her mother to get better slowly.

…

The next morning, after Song Zhiyuan and her mother finished breakfast and were walking in the garden downstairs, their cell phones suddenly vibrated in their pockets.

She took it out, glanced at it, and put it back in her pocket.

Immediately, the phone started buzzing and vibrating again.

It’s still Zhou Qichuan, but this time it’s not a WeChat message, but a phone call.

"Is something wrong?" she said indifferently after answering the phone.

The man on the other end of the phone clearly chuckled, "Yuan Yuan, are we considered an old married couple? It's pitiful that my mother-in-law doesn't even know that I exist."

Listening to Zhou Qichuan's strange tone, Song Zhiyuan couldn't help but frown slightly.

The next second, she felt something and suddenly turned her head to look.

At a glance, he met the eyes of a man standing next to a black Land Rover thirty or forty meters away.

"Yuanyuan, that man seems to have been staring at you, who is he?" Liu Mengyun, who was awake, also spotted Zhou Qichuan not far away and asked Song Zhiyuan curiously.

"Oh, Mom." Song Zhiyuan came back to her senses, looked away and smiled at Liu Mengyun, "I don't know you."

As soon as the words fell, she showed no mercy and hung up the phone directly.

Not far away, Zhou Qichuan looked at the mother and daughter. Hearing the "beep beep" busy tone coming from the mobile phone, he frowned and licked the back of his teeth.

Song Zhiyuan was in the nursing home and left after having lunch with her mother.

When I drove to the parking lot, I found that the black Land Rover was still parked there.

Looking through the car window, in the driver's seat, Zhou Qichuan was leaning on the back of the seat, his arms resting on his eyes, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Song Zhiyuan didn't want to wake him up at all, he got into his car and left.

However, not long after her car drove out of the nursing home, she found Zhou Qichuan following her.

She ignored it and drove the car all the way back to Xiangmi Mansion.

When she drove the car into the garage and stopped, she was blocked by Zhou Qichuan as soon as she got out of the car.

He pressed her directly against the car door, put his hands on the roof of the car, looked down at her, with a helpless smile in his deep black eyes, "Why are you so cruel, how can you keep hiding me from introducing me to my mother-in-law?"

Woolen cloth."

Song Zhiyuan looked at his unsparing look and suddenly couldn't control his annoyance. He sneered and asked, "Don't you think the Zhou family has done enough harm to our family?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she pushed Zhou Qichuan away with strong force and started to leave.

However, as soon as he stepped out with one foot, his wrist was grabbed by a warm palm.

"Yuanyuan, did you find something?" Looking at Song Zhiyuan, Zhou Qichuan asked her with a slight frown.

Although they had spent very little time together in the past few years, this was the first time that Song Zhiyuan was really angry with him, with resentment in his face and eyes.

Song Zhiyuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

When she looked back at Zhou Qichuan, her face returned to its usual cold and distant look, and she said with a slight smile, "I don't know how many more days our relationship will last, so there's no need to go to such trouble."

Introduce you to my mother, what do you think?"

Zhou Qichuan stared at her, his eyebrows slightly raised, and he was speechless for a moment.

"You are busy with your business and my business, you don't need to interfere." After saying that, Song Zhiyuan smiled again, took his hand away with force, and walked away again.

Zhou Qichuan twisted his long and narrow eyebrows, leaned his back against the car door, and squinted at Song Zhiyuan's quickly disappearing figure, thoughtfully.

Song Zhiyuan returned to the bedroom on the third floor and fell asleep.

In the nursing home, she and her mother were squeezed into the same ward and could only sleep on the nursing bed.

Most of the time, she can sleep well.

However, she was thinking about things last night and basically didn't sleep much.

She slept until about six o'clock in the afternoon. When she opened her eyelids and woke up, she saw the man sitting on the single sofa a few meters away from the bed.

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