Meng Qingqing noticed his gaze keenly, and guessed that she had said something wrong, and her heart was pounding in her chest. It is said that the more you talk, the more mistakes you make. She was too careless this time...
However, Meng Qingqing had not yet realized the mistake in her words, and her words of explanation and remedy seemed a little pale and powerless: "I really miss her and love her so much. I simply cannot accept this news..."
Two tears slid down her face.
Unexpectedly, Rong Zhen retracted his gaze and stopped looking at her, as if everything that just happened was just an illusion: "You go back."
Meng Qingqing still felt Rong Zhen's indifference towards her, and if she continued to stay here she would probably get into more trouble.
She stood up slowly, her voice still filled with worry: "Don't drink anymore, it's bad for your health."
Only after the door was closed did Meng Qingqing feel relieved. She slowly clenched her hands and frantically analyzed the matter in her mind.
Just as she was about to walk to the corridor on the left, she saw Andre. Meng Qingqing forced a smile and said, "Uncle Andre..."
Her eyes were red, and Andre comforted her, "My condolences."
Meng Qingqing still kept her head down, and after a long while she choked up and responded.
"How is Rong's condition?"
"I couldn't persuade him, he was in a bad mood... He even kicked me out. I thought I should give him some time alone."
Andre nodded in agreement: "I know this incident has caused you a great shock, but death... I'm really sorry, I shouldn't continue to talk about this sad topic."
"But I still hope you can come and visit your father more often. He is much lonelier than you think. Your mother's death was a fatal blow to him."
Meng Qingqing nodded.
Suddenly the phone rang, and Andre did not avoid Meng Qingqing and directly pressed the answer button.
"Okay, I'll be right there."
Andre cast his gaze on Meng Qingqing again: "You can go back to your room and rest for a while. I need to discuss something with Rong."
"Uncle Andre..." Meng Qingqing wiped her tears and said sincerely, "Can you tell me how my mother died? Where is her grave...?"
For Meng Qingqing, the more information she has, the better.
Unexpectedly, Andre shook his head and said, "I didn't investigate these things, so I don't know much. Qingqing, you can ask Rong."
As Rong Zhen's right-hand man, how could he not know any information at all? It was obvious that he was not telling me.
Meng Qingqing secretly hated Andre's vigilance and hard mouth, but on the surface she looked obedient: "Uncle Andre, please go and get busy."
*
After pushing open the door, Andre covered his nose and then let out a long sigh.
He was a free-spirited person who liked to take everything lightly. He followed the principle of "following fate" and didn't understand how Rong Zhen could be so sad, just like he never understood how someone could persevere in searching for a person who had no news for more than 20 years...
Andre knew that his ideas were different and his words of comfort might touch the other person's sore spot, so he just walked over and then stood still.
When his eyes met Rong Zhen's hand holding the wine, he couldn't help but snatch the red wine away.
"Rong, you can't ruin your body like this."
"I'm just wondering if torturing yourself like this will make Miss Meng feel better?"
"She is not Miss Meng." Rong Zhen raised his head suddenly, his eyes filled with embarrassed and scary red bloodshot: "We got married that year, she is my wife, my wife!"
"This is a critical period and you shouldn't continue to be depressed. You have been like a walking corpse these past two days... You need to cheer up quickly. Living for only one person is too romantic and irrational."
Rong Zhen remained silent, half lying on his office chair, as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.
"I never thought that this would be the ending for the two of us..."
Rong Zhen blinked lightly, and the contents of the past reappeared in his mind. Even after so many years, they were still clear and profound.
Andre stood up and poured him a cup of tea, and placed the hot tea in front of him: "You still have a daughter, you have to cheer up as soon as possible, your daughter is your only relative."
Rong Zhen's parents died a long time ago, and he has no contact with his relatives at all. Now the only one who can depend on him is his daughter.
"Daughter..." Rong Zhen murmured, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Andre thought he had figured it out: "Yes, you still have your daughter. She is the fruit of your love."
"No, that's not right..." Rong Zhen's eyes flashed with clarity: "Something is wrong..."
Andre hurried over: "Rong, what's wrong with you? Do you have a headache?"
Another wine bottle rolled to the ground. Fortunately, Andre dodged it in time. After he reacted, he cursed subconsciously.
He used French and bullied Rong Zhen because she couldn't understand it.
Rong Zhen's eyes grew colder and colder, even to the point of being gloomy: "According to the information I received, Yu Jiao is suffering from postpartum depression because her body has not recovered..." Every word he spoke seemed extremely heavy.
"But Meng Qingqing said that when she was a child, she often followed Yujiao and clung to her, and how good Yujiao was to her..."
Andre was also shocked: "This... there is something wrong with the timeline..."
"It's not just that." Rong Zhen's eyes darkened: "After I learned about Yu Jiao's news, I realized that Meng Qingqing had told a lot of lies before..."
"But what about the paternity test? According to the fact that Meng Yujiao was brought back to China to give birth, Meng Qingqing's identity is completely justified..."
"Besides, Meng Qingqing looks very similar to Meng Yujiao. I can hardly..."
Rong Zhen paused, his pale lips cracked. "Something must have gone wrong. Either Yu Jiao's information is wrong or Meng Qingqing has a problem."
He fixed his eyes on Andre and gave his final order: "Andre, I want you to investigate one thing again."
"I must figure this all out..."
*
Since winning the award last time, Meng Yao's popularity has reached a new level, and all the TV series she has filmed have become screen-dominating without exception.
In her spare time, Meng Yao would still go to the Meng family to visit Jiang Hongmin and others. Jiang Hongmin no longer clamored to find Meng Qingqing, but would occasionally stare at her with a very complicated look.
There is always a mixture of guilt and powerlessness.
Meng Yao often felt uneasy when she saw such looks, and this time she finally couldn't help but ask:
"Mom, do you have anything you want to tell me?"
(End of this chapter)