Jiaotai, the richest man in the right door

Chapter 160: Chapter 160: Seeing the Sun through the Clouds (12)

What Ning Guiwan said was all her speculation.

But seeing the inconceivable expression on the balance, she knew that she had guessed right.

"Uncle Quan, if my mother's death was not accidental, but man-made, who do you think is the most suspect?" Ning Guiwan said these words calmly, but his heart could not be calm.

Quan Heng wanted to sip tea to cover up his emotions, but when he heard Ning Guiwan's words, he was startled.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Literally." Ning Guiwan stared at him.

After weighing it for a long time, heavy pain appeared in his eyes, "It's impossible...she...it's impossible to do this..."

"It seems that Uncle Quan already has the answer." Ning Guiwan said: "The driver who caused the accident has been released from prison, I have sent someone to investigate, and there will be an answer soon, I just want to ask Uncle Quan, if it is the one What are you going to do with it?"

Weighing slowly lowered his eyelids, Ning Guiwan couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly, but the voice he spoke again was so gloomy that it was frightening.

"If it's really her, I will not forgive you lightly!"

Ning Guiwan curled his lips into a smile, "I'll ask one last question."

Without waiting for a balanced answer, she asked directly, "Did you and my mother leave any real handles in other people's hands that night?"

There was a look of anger and shame on Weigh's face.

The so-called substantive handles are nothing more than videos or photos.

Without these things, how could He Yunjing convince Ning Honghua that her mother's absence all night had something to do with weighing things up?How can you keep making the right balance for so many years?
"I understand." Ning Guiwan said, "I also know what to do."

"How are you going to do it?" Weigh asked her.

Ning Guiwan took a sip of tea, and casually said, "Of course, the so-called evidence in the hands of some people can no longer threaten others."

……

The He family has been in business for generations, and has produced many celebrities in the business circle, but He Yunjing did not enter the business world like her elder brother, but took the political path.

She is an absolute strong woman in officialdom, but in life, she is such a failure.

Her husband doesn't love her and has no children. In the eyes of outsiders, she loves her to the extreme. Even if she can't have children, she will be devoted to her forever. But only she knows that this marriage is just an empty shell.

The greater the power she holds, the greater the emptiness in her heart. After all, she is also a woman, and she longs for the happiness of a little woman deep in her heart.

But she never got it.

Back then, she was able to marry Heng Heng because of her tricks behind her back.

She thought that even if it was a stone, it would be hot if she held it in her arms for a few years, but in the end, Heng Heng's heart was always filled with that bitch.

"Stop drinking, Minister He." At eleven o'clock in the evening, in the private room of the hotel, the party was over, and everyone dispersed. He Yunjing didn't really want to go back to that cold home, so she sat down and drank a few more glasses.

Advising her not to drink is her official friend, Xue Qing, the two of them have cooperated occasionally in the official arena, and their relationship is not close, and they just greeted each other briefly at the dinner, without saying a few words.

At this moment, the people dispersed, probably because she saw that it was inappropriate for a woman to drink too much, so she came over to persuade her.

He Yunjing glanced at him and ignored him.

Xue Qing is in his 40s and has official authority, but his appearance is not good, his hairline is too high, and his body is too fat and greasy. Compared with Confucian businessmen like Heng Heng, he is far behind.

Xue Qing turned a blind eye to her slightly contemptuous eyes, but he stopped trying to persuade her, and instead took the wine bottle and poured wine for her.

Although He Yunjing was depressed, she didn't drink too much. After all, outside, she had to worry about her safety and maintain her image. If she got drunk and went crazy, it would be her own embarrassment if it spread.

After two more drinks, she got up and planned to go back.

The driver had been waiting for her in the parking lot.

Just when she stood up, her head suddenly became heavy and dizzy. He Yunjing raised her hand to support her forehead, grabbed her coat and purse, and went out.

But the further she walked, the heavier her feet got, and when she realized something was wrong, she had already fallen limply on the ground, and the last thing she saw was Xue Qing's face.

……

When she woke up again, He Yunjing was in a strange room, the heavy curtains were closed tightly, and there was no light at all, so she couldn't tell whether it was day or night at all.

The crystal chandelier above her head was bright and dazzling. She paused for a few seconds in a daze before suddenly getting up.

She has lived for decades, is used to seeing intrigues, and has experienced many conspiracies and tricks. In just a moment, she knew that she was careless about other people's ways.

She lowered her head to check herself, and there was nothing abnormal. The time on the phone showed that it was already noon the next day. This weekend, no one was looking for her, and there were only a few useless short messages on the phone.

Things were weird, so she called Xue Qing.

Xue Qing didn't answer, so he called again, and the phone was turned off immediately.

He Yunjing's heart was beating irregularly and wildly, but she didn't have time to think too much right now, so she quickly tidied up and left the room.

When I got home, I weighed that I didn't go out, and I was sitting on the living room balcony drinking tea and reading the newspaper, while the servants were cleaning.

Weigh is wearing home clothes, the sun is slanting down on his feet, the man is scholarly and handsome, she and he are in the same school from high school to university, Weigh is popular in the whole school back then, and she is also one of the girls who admire him.

To this day, even if the two of them have no tender feelings, she still likes him.

But now, looking at her husband's gentle and indifferent face, she suddenly thought, what would happen if he found out what happened last night?
"Back?" Just as he was thinking, a weighing voice suddenly sounded.

The slow speaking speed brought He Yunjing back to her senses, and her face turned ugly.

She didn't return all night, and he was so calm.

She knew that she should do her best to hide all that happened last night, but she suddenly wanted to know how calm and calm this man would be.

"I got drunk last night and was sent to a hotel for the whole night."

Weighing the words, he turned his eyes and glanced at her, "Yes."

Still very flat.

He Yunjing suspected that even if he saw her rolling on the bed with another man, he would not be emotional.

Chi Tingshuang was the only one who could move him emotionally.

She was suddenly full of sadness, and worked hard for more than 20 years to manage this marriage painstakingly, but what did she gain from it?
Throwing the purse in her hand angrily, she turned and went upstairs.

Weighing remained expressionless, he glanced at the black lady's purse on the ground, and the servant immediately stepped forward to pick it up.

Back in the room, after taking a shower, He Yunjing made a phone call.

……

At eleven o'clock that night, He Yunjing received a call: "Sister He, the people I sent to the Beishan Cemetery called me just now. They were caught and beaten as soon as they got there. Now the people who beat them are called I'll go, what should I do, Sister He?"

He Yunjing and Quan Heng had long slept in separate rooms. After hearing this, they subconsciously glanced in the direction of the door.

"What are you panicking about?" She thought it must be the last time she said she was going to dig Chi Tingshuang's grave, and because of her sweetheart's eagerness, she hired someone to guard it there.

So what if you know that she secretly wants to dig Chi Tingshuang's grave?
She has a clue in her hand, how can she be afraid of him?
"Go and see the situation first, and then report to me."

After hanging up the phone, she got out of bed to weigh the room, opened the door, and the balance was not there.

He Yunjing snorted coldly.

(End of this chapter)