Good Morning, Mr. President!

"If Tang Men wants to refute everything, I'm afraid I can only be busy holding a press conference every day. Besides, the police have no direct evidence to identify us.

I sat up from the bed and stared straight at him. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Actually, I have only recently begun to investigate this matter again, and re-reviewed the information from the police that year."

"Well, who is the murderer?" I thought for a moment, "At the time, when my dad died, except for you on the scene, there were only ..."

Thinking of this, I was shocked and looked at Tang Wei with an incredible look. "If it's not yours, then ... you mean, the policeman killed my dad?"

Tang Yan's eyes darkened, "So ... Do you believe me?"

He was also choked by him. In fact, she didn't know if it was trust. Perhaps, with his words, in her heart she immediately washed away the charges for him, which was quite irrational and even blind. However, she just wanted everything to be as he said.

That way, she can avoid conflicts, uncomfortableness, and no longer need to suppress herself ...

"You're not lying to me, are you?" Wu Dingding looked at him.

"You can trust me. And, as long as you want to know, I will let the killer soon be exposed."

"So ... you already know who the killer is?" I stared at her.

Tang Yan opened the broken hair on her cheek and touched her small face. "It's just a guess for the time being, but sooner or later, I'll ask Jun to enter."

His tone was always faint, but in that tone, everything was clear-cut and well-planned, and people had to be convinced.

I believe it.

At least, at this moment, she would rather believe that Tang Yan is not a murderer!

"If it's really the police ..." His eyes darkened and darkened, "My dad has been good to people for many years, and he has been taken care of from top to bottom. Who on the police side is so hostile to him, must be in such a situation Next, put him to death? "

"The killings are either venting hatred or hurting your interests. Since your father has never avenged people, all you can think about is interest."

interest.

I thought about it and shook my head. "I was only 12 years old at the time, and I basically didn't understand the relationship around my dad. But ... the day when my dad had an accident, my uncle was there. Maybe, my uncle knew something . "

Speaking of this, she looked at Tang Yan, "Need to communicate with my uncle? Maybe, ask him to ask, what can I ask for."

"With your uncle's misunderstanding of me, do you think he would believe me like you?"

"..." He shook his head. "No. He can't believe you until all the direct evidence is revealed."

Tang Yanshou, "So, what I said to you today, try not to premise in front of your uncle."

Speaking of this, he paused and looked a bit farther, "Someday he will know all the truth sooner or later. Or ..."

It's all about telling the truth.

In the last sentence, Tang Yan did not say.

He looked at him side by side, always finding his look complicated and difficult to distinguish. Maybe it's the sixth sense of a woman, she vaguely feels that this is not so simple. But what exactly is the truth?

She glanced deeply at Tang Yan, who once felt that this man was the murderer she hated most, but at this moment, she felt inexplicable that the man could rely on him and trust him.

"The housekeeper said that you didn't have dinner at night. Are you hungry now?" Tang Yan didn't turn the topic around. Originally, he really thought that he was going to postpone it for a while and then tell her clearly, but now it is a good time to make it clear.

only……

When the truth of all things was revealed, she was afraid that she felt even harder to accept.

"Well, a bit."

"Put that pajamas on, let's go eat something."

Yi Yiyan, holding his pajamas to the locker room, changed out his pajamas.

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The original housekeeper trembled. Because the emotions of the two masters in the family are quite bad, no, to be precise, the mood of Miss Qi is very unstable, which directly causes the emotion of the young master to be very poor. Therefore, everyone in the family has long been told Tighten up so you don't get stung by accident.

result……

When the two came downstairs, the housekeeper's eyes were about to fall out.

Where does this look bad?

And, two people came sweeter than ever before. It looks like a young couple in love.

"Butler, Master seems not unhappy."

"Ms. Wu seems to be in a good mood now."

Maid you, I say, softly. The steward also breathed a sigh of relief at the moment. "That's the case with young people, it's cloudy and cloudy. Don't let yourselves go, hurry up."

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"So, Grandpa just told you about eyes eight years ago?" Tang Yan asked her at the table.

"Um." Now thinking about it, I felt very moved. After removing the cornea, he was blind immediately, how could he be so stupid!

"It seems that Grandpa is not busy."

"I went to the hospital today and met my former doctor. She said that many young nurses and young female doctors in the hospital were thinking about you. Professor Tian still remembers you now."

Tang Yan didn't care much, just put the vegetables in her bowl, and then said gently, "Really?"

I glanced at him. He looks impeccable even with his face, no wonder he will be remembered by others.

Suddenly I thought of slang ...

Slang is so obsessed and admired, it should be him.

"Have you done anything good to my sister?" I wasn't convinced, there must be a misunderstanding of the slang.

"Show me good?" Tang Yan disapproved of these two words. "Was she showing you porridge to go upstairs?"

"She said, you know where they live."

"I don't know where she lives, how can I pick you up?"

as expected.

Sighing, slang thought more. However, many things really make people want more.

"What do you want?" Tang Yan looked at her frown and frown, and had to say, "Dine well."

"My sister ... seems to like you a little." He told him the truth.

"Your sister said?" Tang Yan lowered his chopsticks, stared, and stared at her. "You have a good relationship with your sister, are you going to let me give her? Oh, you said before, your sister should be right I promise myself. "

Tang Yan smiled and waited for her response.

Bare chest tightness.

There was an extremely gentle and considerate smile on his face. "Okay, since you are so obsessed, then I turn back and tell my sister that you want her to show her status. I guess my sister will be happy."