Seeing Tang Yichen coming in, warmth pulled up an ugly smile, which was uglier than crying.
Tang Yichen pulled the car door, sat in, and didn't immediately ask Warmth what the abnormality was just now.
He didn't ask who opened the phone and text messages just now, he waited for her to speak.
"When you are tired, go back." Tang Yichen's expression was very bad, and he started the sports car and drove back to the villa extremely fast.
When he got out of the car, Tang Yichen ignored the warmth, and even the door of the car was opened by the maid. Tang Yichen went in alone with a cold face.
Along the way, the maid's bodyguards were afraid to speak, and Tang Yichen's expression today was many times worse than usual.
Get out of the car warmly, and his face is not much better.
When everyone looked at it, they understood that the two had quarreled.
Entering the living room, he glanced at the living room warmly and subconsciously, but didn't see Tang Yichen's figure.
Warm raised his head and looked upstairs, and sat down directly on the sofa.
"Miss Wen, why didn't you go up, I just went up." The maid kindly reminded him warmly.
Warmth raised his pale paper face, glanced at the maid listlessly, and ignored it.
Warm did not speak, and the maid dared not speak any more, and went to do her own thing.
Warmth took out the phone and opened the text message Wen Tao sent her.
The text message clearly read a paragraph: Nuannuan, I'm investigating the murderer of your parents' car accident. No one else, but Tang Yichen. Six years ago, it was Tang Yichen who killed your parents.
Tang Yichen was the murderer. Tang Yichen killed her parents
He shook his head warmly, impossible. Six years ago, Tang Yichen was only sixteen years old. How could he kill her parents
Warmth felt the whole body cold from head to bottom, looked at his injured hand, smiled bitterly.
Is this the inspiration that God gave her? Inspiration she is not allowed to marry Tang Yichen.
With the person who killed her parents, she would suffer retribution.
Thinking warmly, tears suddenly broke through the tear ducts and fell down the white cheeks...
Don't know how long he spent in the living room, Tang Yichen didn't come down to look for her. Warm suddenly got up and walked to the second floor.
The bedroom door was wide open. Tang Yichen was sitting on the sofa with her back facing her. His back was tall and tall, and the white shirt made him look more handsome and handsome.
Feeling the warm breath, Tang Yichen's body tightened, but he still didn't look back.
Warm squeezed the phone, and gathered the courage to walk to Tang Yichen face to face with him.
"I have something to ask you." He said warmly, only to realize how hoarse his voice was.
Tang Yichen gave a warm look and put down the phone.
Just before the warmth came, he had asked Jiulong to call up the warm call records, including the text messages just now.
Receiving the warm and indifferent gaze, Tang Yichen slowly raised his head, the panic that both of them saw in his eyes.
"warm."
Tang Yichen stretched out his hand to pull warm, but when he was let go, his eyes became colder.
"Tang Yichen, is my parents' death related to you?"
The warmth finally asked, but his voice was unusually calm.
Tang Yichen furrowed his brows and maintained the warmth movement. She still knew the secret, right
"Yes." Tang Yichen admitted.
At the moment Tang Yichen admitted, Warmth closed his eyes and held back his tears.
She knew that she and Tang Yichen were over!
"Then you are with me because you are guilty or because you love me so much?" Warm continued to ask, she didn't even dare to look at Tang Yichen's face, for fear that she would accidentally cry.
"No." Tang Yichen really panicked when he saw the warm look.