Kuaishou's blackened male god is a little favored

Chapter 967 The Real World 59
These seem to have vaguely verified what those people said.

Xia Xiyan had a cold face, said nothing, and walked upstairs.

She took a bath slowly, her whole body was numb, she didn't feel much, her hands and feet were cold, and she was very afraid of what she was about to face.

By the time she finished bathing, it was already late at night.

Xia Xiyan went to the study.

When standing at the door of the study, Xia Xiyan hesitated for a while.

What she didn't know was that the people in the house already knew she was coming.

After waiting for a long time without seeing her push the door in, He Ziheng sighed, stood up, and opened the door of the study.

Xia Xiyan who was standing outside the door raised her head in surprise.

"come in."

He Ziheng said to Xia Xiyan.

Xia Xiyan pinched the hem of her clothes, nodded, and walked in.

He Ziheng glanced at her little hand and said nothing.

Xia Xiyan sat opposite He Ziheng.

He Ziheng poured Xia Xiyan a cup of tea.

Xia Xiyan looked at his hand passing the tea, she bit her lip and said with difficulty, "I hope we can be honest in this conversation."

He Ziheng's hands froze, he nodded, he put the tea in front of Xia Xiyan, and withdrew his hand.

"Did my car accident have anything to do with you?"

When Xia Xiyan asked this question, she knew it was hurtful.

But if she doesn't ask directly, she won't get an answer, and there will be a thorn in her heart.

He Ziheng gave Xia Xiyan a hurt look, and laughed at himself, "Does it seem like I'm going to hurt you?"

Xia Xiyan's heart ached, she insisted not to look at He Ziheng, she was afraid that she would never be able to ask the next question.

"Your car accident has nothing to do with me. I said it won't hurt you."

He Ziheng stared at Xia Xiyan and spoke seriously.

Xia Xiyan breathed a sigh of relief, and she picked up the cup of tea in front of her, "Does my father's death have anything to do with you?"

"It's ok."

He Ziheng had been waiting for this question, and he knew she would ask it sooner or later.

Xia Xiyan relaxed, she raised her head and looked at He Ziheng opposite.

He was now as cold as she had ever seen him before.

Xia Xiyan was a little sad, but she knew that she asked for it all.

"Do you know who the murderer of my father is?"

Xia Xiyan looked away and continued to ask.

"It's been checked."

He Ziheng replied.

Xia Xiyan raised her head in shock, "Who is it?"

He Ziheng looked at Xia Xiyan and didn't speak.

Xia Xiyan frowned, "I want to know who the murderer who killed my father is."

From those people, she knew that she thought he was the murderer and treated him badly. Now that she knew the murderer, she hated the murderer. If it wasn't for the murderer, she wouldn't have misunderstood He Ziheng.

"Are you sure you want to know?"

He Ziheng lowered his gaze.

Xia Xiyan felt that He Ziheng's reaction was a bit strange, "I want to know, that is the murderer who killed my father. As a daughter, I want to do something for my father."

"It's your second uncle."

He Ziheng spoke lightly, and handed the materials he had prepared to Xia Xiyan.

After Xia Xiyan read all the materials, she exclaimed, "How come?"

That was her father's younger brother.

He Ziheng's reaction to Xia Xiyan was not surprising at all.

"Since he is the murderer who killed my father, why is he still alive and not being punished at all?"

Xia Xiyan frowned and asked He Ziheng.

She has lost her memory and doesn't have much feeling for that second uncle.

He Ziheng stared at Xia Xiyan with heavy eyes, "In those years, you didn't allow me to touch him."

Xia Xi's face froze, and she was no longer there in an instant. She lowered her head, not daring to look at He Ziheng, and asked, "Why?"

(End of this chapter)