Duan Zhenghao frowned and fell into the memory that he regretted not falling as long as he touched it.

After a while, he sighed and said, "in retrospect, she must have been pregnant at that time. She had to go to the bathroom every morning to retch. I was sleepy and had no appetite. When I came back from my tutor every day, she always asked me when I would get married, but we were..."

Speaking of this, Duan Zhenghao stopped, lowered his head to cover up the pain between his eyebrows: "can't we find Luo Rou's car accident?"

"Very few." Qiao Yi truthfully reported, "the only information that can be found is that Luo Rou was killed in a car accident, and the driver was sentenced. As for how the car accident happened, who the driver was, and who the police officer in charge of the accident was, it's like someone intentionally erased the key information, and nothing can be found."

"Erase it?" What does Duan Zhenghao think of again, "after Luo Rou's car accident, always send to the hospital, isn't that hospital still in?"

"The hospital is." Qiao Yi handed the information to Duan Zhenghao, "but there was no case of Luo Rou's admission at that time. It was a long time ago. I found out that when Luo Rou was admitted to hospital, it seemed that there was a little girl."

"Little girl!" Duan Zhenghao stood up excitedly, shaking his hands at the corner of the table. "The little girl may be my daughter and Luo Rou's daughter, and then what?"

"No, then." Joe took a deep breath. "The doctor was too old to remember what happened at that time. For a while, she said that the child was Luo Rou's relative. For a while, she said that the child who ran out of other wards was scared to cry."

"Well What about the doctor? " Duan Zhenghao doesn't want to give up any clues. He has been looking for their mother and son for too many years.

"I promised to make an appointment, but when I confirmed with her today, she suddenly changed her tongue." It's as if someone knows what Duan Zhenghao wants to find out and is sparing no effort to erase the clue, "Mr. Duan, I tried my best."

Duan Zhenghao's trembling figure shakes down, hoping that his great disappointment will make him fall back to his chair: "is it true that there are only so many

"I won't hide it from you."

A dull pain suddenly hit Duan Zhenghao's chest. He put out his hand and covered it with pain. Joe rushed to the table with an arrow step: "Mr. Duan, what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing." He waved his hand, his face was still pale. "I thought that if that little girl was really my daughter and Luo Rou's daughter, then she must have suffered a lot these years."

Duan Zhenghao's voice trembled: "it's my fault, it's all my fault. If I believed xiaorou married her at that time, she would not be so angry that she left, and our daughter would not..."

"Mr. Duan." Looking at his heart full of grief, Joe one don't know how to comfort, "maybe that little girl is not your daughter, maybe Luo Rou left after the child."

"No way." Duan Zhenghao shakes his head dejectedly. "She likes children so much that she will never be defeated. When we were together, we said that no matter we have boys or girls, she would pass on the carving skills to him. We also dreamed of opening a carving studio together at that time."

Recollection is the most fatal, and every fragment is the pain that seeps into the bone marrow.

Duan Zhenghao didn't make a sound when he finished. After quietly sorting out his mood, he looked at Qiao Yi again: "no matter what method I use, how much manpower, material and financial resources I use, I have to check. I have to find my daughter."

"Yes, Mr. Duan."

"But don't let Xiaoyan know. I'm afraid she will think more."

As soon as the words fell, the door of the study was suddenly pushed open. The man who walked in was Duan Qingyan. Duan Zhenghao and Qiao Yi were all stunned.

"What's the secret, don't let me know?" A pair of eyes floated. Duan Qingyan swept them with a smile and sat opposite Duan Zhenghao. "Dad, what would I think?"

She heard it at the door, so she came in without knocking.

"I asked Joe to check Luo Xiaojing."

Duan Zhenghao's eyes indicated that Qiao Yi, who understood everything, immediately nodded and said, "yes, miss."

Qiao Yi is the person around Duan Zhenghao, who is responsible for investigating some things, such as the bottom of the cooperator, the financial strength of the purchaser, and so on. He will also check people when necessary, such as Luo Xiaojing, whom Leng Yu likes.

"Haven't you checked it already?" Duan Qingyan's eyes turned to the kraft paper bag on the table and reached for it. Duan Zhenghao put the information into the drawer first.

"I'm still not sure about Luo Xiaojing." It seems that the trial between you and me has never happened. Duan Zhenghao said with a smile, "I also want to check the people around Luo Xiaojing."

"Dad is considerate."

Duan Qingyan's exploration in his eyes stayed on the locked drawer and moved away without any trace. At this time Duan Zhenghao said: "go to be busy, Qiao Yi. This time, I'll check it in detail."

As soon as Qiao bows and leaves the study, Duan Zhenghao asks Duan Qingyan, "why did you come back so early, not to accompany your aunt Zhou?"

"Aunt Zhou seems to be very busy recently, and her spirit is not very good." Duan Qingyan pouted his lips. "No, I didn't stay for dinner, and I didn't stay there."Recently, Qingyan has been running to Leng's house when she has nothing to do. On the one hand, she flatters her future mother-in-law; on the other hand, she inquires about Luo Xiaojing and Leng Yu; on the other hand, she tries to grind Zhou ya to arrange her into the Royal ornaments, but none of them is achieved.

"Then it's time for you to think about opening a studio."

Duan Zhenghao proposed to open a sculpture studio after Duan Qingyan returned to China. He has his own selfish heart. He put all his expectations for his children on Duan Qingyan.

"Dad, I still want to enter the royal jewelry." But what Duan Qingyan thinks is obviously different from Duan Zhenghao.

With that, she took out a piece of Suji stone from her bag.

The rough drawing has been completed. Although it is still the original stone, the attractive Cherry Blossom purple can be seen in the exposed lining.

"I specially looked at the official micro of Royal ornaments. The new products of Royal ornaments this season are Fenghua Qiuchi and Hansheng. Fengran has been robbed by Luo Xiaojing, so I wonder if I want to work hard on Fanhua?"

Then Duan Qingyan handed her design to Duan Zhenghao, one after another the blue Ying flowers are blooming, the purple dream makes people yearn.

Duan Zhenghao has never doubted Duan Qingyan's level, because since she was very young, Duan Zhenghao sent her to a professional art academy to study. When she was 14 years old, Duan Zhenghao formally came into contact with sculpture. Now it has been more than ten years. In addition to studying abroad and entering Abner studio, Duan Qingyan's strength has already surpassed the level of one of the best sculptors in China.

The waterfall like Jacaranda looks like a street in full bloom. The blooming Jacaranda on the blue mist tree is flying overhead in the breeze. Duan Zhenghao looks at the mature design: "do you want to make flowers with Jacaranda? To be the stepping stone of imperial ornament? "