Bai Qingqing stood on the balcony and blew the cold wind. At this moment, it seemed that only the biting cold wind could keep her mind clear.
The phone in her hand vibrated, and she quickly opened it.
The bastard finally got word.
"Zhou Yi changes people, see you at Xishan Cemetery after dark."
Seeing this message, Bai Qingqing's tight heart relaxed slightly.
He agreed to make the substitution, at least Yunchen and Qimeng were not in danger of getting sick.
But why Xishan Cemetery again
That's where Yunchen was taken away. Why did Lu Zhinian prefer that place so much
Bai Qingqing is puzzled
After returning to the house and telling everyone this information, Shen Qingyue and Huo Zhien also breathed a long sigh of relief.
Liu Mo was overjoyed and praised: "Young lady, it seems that your tit-for-tat trick is really effective. Even Lu Zhinian is scared. Sir and Miss Gu will be safe and sound."
Bai gently turned his head to look at Liu Mo, lowered his head in silence for a while, then raised his head and whispered: "Go and ask Dr. An to help her clean up her wounds so that she can see her son cleanly."
Her tone was low and cold, and the look on Gu Yulan's face was as cold as a knife but also filled with pity.
Gu Yulan, however, did not appreciate her bloodshot eyes and stared at her fiercely, shouting hysterically: "Bai Qingqing, are you dreaming? The person my son hates most in his life is Huo Yunchen, and he hates him too. With Huo Zhien's blood, why is he an orthodox person but a bastard in the gutter? He hates him, he is the best in everything, even the woman he likes has been taken away by him. He will not let him live, he will not let you be together, he will make you suffer for a lifetime, and you will be separated from yin and yang for a lifetime. "
Her roar drove Shen Qingyue crazy. He ran over and grabbed the knife from Liu Mo's hand and was about to stab her.
However, Bai Qingqing reached out to stop her, looked at her calmly and firmly, and said in a slow and deep tone: "Mom, what she wants most now is to die. We can't let her die like this. If she dies, maybe we I will never see Yun Chen again."
Hearing what she said, Shen Qingyue's tears fell instantly.
Bai gently took the knife from her hand and turned to look at Gu Yulan.
His eyes were cold, and his tone was also cold.
"Gu Yulan, you didn't expect that your son still cares about you, right? Let me show you something."
Bai Qingqing said as he opened his phone and pulled out an old photo and handed it to Gu Yulan: "Do you still remember this photo? Your son has always carried this photo with him, which shows how much he cares about you. Do you still remember? Gu Bei'an was only seven or eight years old at that time. His smile was so good at that time. Even if you and your mother couldn't enter the Huo family, you could actually live a happy life. However, you thought that entering the Huo family was yours. and your son’s lifelong dream. For this dream, you resorted to all means to frame and destroy other people’s families, even at the expense of your son’s life. In fact, the devil is you, and it is you who swallowed up your son’s innocence, kindness and humanity.”
Gu Yulan burst into tears looking at the photo, crying until she choked up and lost her voice.
Bai Qingqing's voice sounded cold again: "Maybe you have one last chance. You can hug him again and tell him again that the person your mother loves is you. It doesn't matter even if you can't become the heir of the Huo family. Mom will always be by your side."
Huo Zhien was stung by Bai Qingqing's heart-wrenching words, which stung the darkness in his heart that he had been unwilling to face. In recent years, he had indeed not done enough regarding Lu Zhinian.
Maybe their fate didn't have to be like this, but his unwillingness to face it and his refusal to accept led to today's tragedy.
"Qing Qing, let me do the exchange. No matter what, I am Lu Zhinian's father, so let me go and persuade him."
Huo Zhien said in a calm tone.
Shen Qingyue looked at him nervously, with complicated eyes.
Bai gently turned his eyes and glanced at Huo Zhien. He wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.
Finally, he nodded slightly and said softly: "Okay, let's go together."
Huo Zhien nodded happily, thinking that he could finally do something for his son, but couldn't calm down in his heart.
"Qingqing, it's still early before dark. You can go and rest for a while. We and Liu Mo will be here to watch. Nothing will happen."
Shen Qingyue said with concern, and Huo Zhien also echoed: "Yes, yes, you didn't sleep well last night, go and take a rest."
Bai nodded lightly without saying anything. After explaining to Liu Mo, he opened the door and left.
Ask her to rest, how can she rest
As long as she thought that Huo Yunchen was still in the hands of that devil, her heart could not relax for a moment.
Thinking of the Xishan Cemetery that frequently appeared, Bai Qingqing always felt inexplicably uneasy.
Instead of waiting at home, it is better to visit the Xishan Cemetery. It is a good idea to familiarize yourself with the landscape and environment in advance.
When the car drove away from the hospital, Song Chaoyang was worried about following him, so she didn't stop him and let him follow.
It’s okay to have multiple people and multiple helpers.
Song Chaoyang drove and arrived at Xishan Cemetery about forty minutes later. It was noon, but the weather was bad and the sun was not visible, making the entire Xishan Cemetery even more gloomy and cold.
"Young mistress, why did Lu Zhinian choose such a gloomy place? It's still night, isn't he afraid?" Song Chaoyang followed Bai Qingwen up the mountain, while looking at the rows of tombstones, he felt guilty. Frightened.
"He is the devil, so how can he be afraid?" Bai Qingqing glanced quickly at the buildings here and the mountains in the distance, and answered casually.
"That's right. That bastard is a devil himself. I guess even ghosts are afraid of him."
Song Chaoyang said angrily.
Bai walked up the steps gently but quickly, and he quickly followed.
"Young lady, what's wrong? Did you find anything?"
"There is an old man guarding the tomb over there. Let's go and ask."
"where?"
Song Chaoyang looked up and saw an old man in black sweeping the floor.
The two of them walked over quickly. Bai Qingqing leaned down and asked the old man very politely: "Old man, have you been guarding the tomb here?"
The old man has a kind face and good hearing and vision. He is not at all like the skinny and gloomy person in horror movies.
He looked at Bai Qingqing carefully and asked impatiently: "Why are you asking again? Didn't you just come to ask? I have been guarding the tomb here for thirty years. It is quiet here this morning. Nothing has happened, how many times do you have to tell me before you believe me?"
Bai Qingqing looked at the old man in astonishment and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I, we are not the police."
"If you're not a police officer, why are you asking so many questions?"
When he heard that they were not policemen, the old man ignored them even more and turned to leave.
But he was stopped by Song Chaoyang, who said rudely: "Old man, we are not the police, but we are the families of the victims. Please cooperate."
"Yeah, you're going to cooperate as you say? The police don't even dare to talk to me like that."
When the old man saw Song Chaoyang yelling at him, he was basically trying to compete with him.
Song Chaoyang was about to have a fit, but was stopped by Bai Qingqing.
Bai Qingqing nodded slightly towards the old man and said softly: "Sorry to disturb you."
After saying that, he turned around and continued walking towards the mountain.
The old man looked at Bai Qingqing's thin back and felt inexplicably unbearable.
But he really didn't know anything, so he turned around and continued sweeping the floor.
After scanning for a few times, a sudden inspiration flashed in his head and he immediately turned around and called Bai Qingqing.
"Hey, girl, don't go. I didn't hear anything last night, but in the back of the mountain, there is a chemical plant that has been abandoned for more than 20 years. Someone seems to have gone in recently. Where else can you look for it? Looking for it?”
(End of chapter)