good night warlord

Chapter 285

The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and her voice raised slightly.

Everything in the dream had a great impact on her. She was not sure if it was the sequelae of the concussion before, so she decided to talk about it after the wedding, but tonight, the dream reappeared.

She was in a hurry. If she had witnessed her mother's death with her own eyes, would the real culprit behind the murder of her mother have been punished?

During the war, Yan hadn't seen her with such serious emotions towards him for a long time. His eyes were dark and complicated, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking:

"Yi Bao'er, you were frightened by the dream. The father-in-law told me that the car accident happened at the time. The other party was driving drunk. After causing the car accident, he was busy running away and was hit by another car and died.

The murderer has been punished. If you investigate, it will only increase your pain. Your mother-in-law probably doesn't want you to live in hatred and the past. "

Gu Qingyi opened her eyes wide and looked at him, with some strange emotions spreading in her eyes.

She thought he was responsive to her:

"You mean, you won't help me?"

"Yi Bao'er, get a good night's sleep first, let's talk about this tomorrow, shall we?"

"Not good, Zhan Shiyan, although my mother passed away when I married you, but even if it comes tomorrow, I still have to investigate. Will you help me?"

She regards him as her only reliance, wholeheartedly, never expecting that he would reject her request.

In her opinion, this is just a request from him in a word.

During the war, Yan held her hand and squeezed it, but his cold lips refused again:

"I don't think it's good for you to check. Thinking about your mother's death will only make you uncomfortable. I hope you are happy, and I believe my mother-in-law hopes so too."

Gu Qingyi's palms tightened slightly, her eyes filled with disbelief:

"Wartime Yan, you really don't intend to help me?"

"Yi Baoer, it's late, it's just a nightmare, don't think about it too much, okay?"

"No, if you don't help me, I'll check it myself. Go to sleep."

The little girl waved his hand away in a bit of anger, the tenderness of Yan's fingertips during the war was gone, and the knuckles trembled slightly:

"I'll sleep with you."

The big hand wanted to hug her, but she dodged it, the little girl rolled aside, her back turned to him, as if if he got any closer, she would get out of bed and go to sleep on the sofa by herself.

It could be seen that she was angry, but this time, he did not coax her.

Raising his hand to turn off the desk lamp, the eyes of the two of them were wide open in the darkness, each with their own thoughts.

Early the next morning, Gu Haichuan realized something was wrong.

His precious daughter went downstairs early, and although she always wanted to call her dad sweetly, she didn't even look at the son-in-law who came downstairs afterward. put.

When having breakfast, she took out the xiao long bao that her son-in-law had given her, and put it aside. In the past, it was nothing to eat xiao long bao, and she would only eat it if her son-in-law fed it himself.

She would echo her own words, but as soon as the son-in-law opened his mouth, the daughter would bury her head in the porridge without saying a word. In the past, the most popular thing to talk about at the table was the baby girl, and Gu Haichuan once reprimanded her for not being a lady. demeanor.

This is so anomalous.

Therefore, Gu Haichuan took the wartime Yanla to the garden for a quick meal after eating:

"What's the matter? There was a quarrel? It was fine yesterday, why did it happen overnight?"

Gu Haichuan said half-jokingly.

During the war, Yan turned around and took a look, but the little girl didn't follow, so he told the truth:

"Yibaoer begged me to help her investigate the traffic accident that happened to her mother-in-law back then, but I refused."

As soon as these words came out, the joking look on Gu Haichuan's face became serious:

"Didn't you fool yourself with a concussion last time?"

"Yi Bao'er had a dream again last night, she decided that the same dream was her memory."

Gu Haichuan knew that the matter was a little serious, he dared not recall what happened to his wife back then, and their young couple...

"You can pretend to agree to her first, and just wait until she is busy and forget about it?"

Gu Haichuan felt that it was inappropriate for his son-in-law to directly reject this matter.

During the war, why didn't Yan think about it this way:

"Dad, Yibao'er will remember everything one day. If I wait for the moment when all her memories are restored, how can I deal with myself?"

"This……"

Gu Haichuan paused for a while, this is really difficult:

"How long do you think it will take for Yi Baoer's memory to recover?"

During the war, Yan was silent for a long time, and after a long time, he said:

"At the beginning, she chose to forget everything. Now, I can only hope that that day will come as late as possible."

When the two came back from their walk, they didn't see Gu Qingyi's figure anymore.

"Old Cheng, where's the lady?"

Gu Haichuan asked.

Uncle Cheng replied:

"Missy has gone out, she just left for a while."

The two husbands and sons-in-law glanced at each other, and they both understood the worry in each other's eyes. During the war, Yan took out the phone:

"Jiang Heng, are you following Yi Baoer?"

"Follow."

"Where she is going to be later, you will inform me as soon as possible."

"Understood, wait a minute, sir... I lost track."

Jiang Heng's frustrated voice came from the phone.

"what happened?"

"...Young Mistress dumped me."

Although Jiang Heng didn't want to admit it, he had to report the truth.

During the war, Yan's dark pupils tightened, and he uttered a few words coldly:

"I see."

After hanging up the phone, another number was quickly dialed:

"No matter what she asks, you just say, it's been several years, and I don't remember the details, and the file will definitely not be wrong."

Half an hour later, Gu Qingyi appeared in the file room.

"There are only a few pages?" Gu Qingyi pinched the file bag she had just received in surprise, the light weight shocked her.

This is all the files of my mother's traffic accident.

There are no photos of the scene, only two thin pieces of paper, one is the identification of car marks, and the other is the accident verdict.

"Well, here are all the files you want. You have 10 minutes to borrow them, but you are not allowed to take pictures, copy them, or take them away."

The staff's instructions let Gu Qingyi know that time is running out, even if it's just two pieces of paper, it would be nice to find some clues from it.

Drunk driving, really drunk driving, my mother died on the spot, and the driver who caused the accident died on the spot.

However, Gu Qingyi didn't know that his every move in the dossier room was clearly seen by Wartime Yan.

Every time she frowned, his heart tightened a little.

Twenty minutes passed quickly, but during the war Yan felt that these twenty minutes were so long.

Gu Qingyi left full of doubts, instead of looking back at the garden, she went to a place.

Huo Jinfeng was bored playing games on his laptop, when he saw the little girl who pushed the door and entered, his eyebrows brightened:

"Xiao Qingqing, you came to see me because you missed me, right?"