Zuo Zhan still refused to accept it, nor did he recognize the corpse, and even refused to provide the DNA-checking samples.

As soon as he stepped out of the police station, he directly ordered Rui Chen, "From now on, send someone to clean Xu's house again!"

He must not leave any hair and fingerprints. He did not accept it, nor did he believe that the corpse that was damaged into such was his silly girl!

Rui Chen hesitated for a while, but nodded, "Okay."

"Forget it!" Zuo Zhan changed his words again, "I'll go by myself!"

Rui Chen said something, but Mo Yuan, Cheng Huan and others who stepped out of the glass door behind him called him.

"Zuozhan!"

Mo Yuan and Zuo Zhan are the same age and have been playing together almost since they were two or three years old. They are definitely a good brother who is more deeply in love than having a small friendship.

And for so many years, Mo Yuan only knows how to call him Brother Zhan, or A Zhan in his usual manner, or even Zuo Shao and Zuo General Zuo in his workplace, almost never had anyone called him directly like this.

"I'm pregnant by making a wish!" Mo Yuan walked over, and the calm eyes of the past were mixed with scarlet red...

Zuo Zhan has no words.

Mo Yuan gritted his teeth, his fingers clattered, and he grabbed his collar, "She is pregnant with your child, why don't she save her? You were at the scene when the incident happened, why should you save someone first!"

"She has been circling around you since she was a child. She will always be whatever you say. She will never refute the order. Eight years ago, you almost got into a car accident. You made a wish to run over and push you away. Your leg was injured like that, but you didn't say a word of pain to you!"

"If you only treat her as a friend, why do you want to marry her again and why do you still touch her! Can't you see that she likes you for so many years, and she loves you!"

Mo Yuan couldn't continue to say it. His excessively explosive emotions made him lose all his mind and he had no control. He punched him hard.

Zuo Zhan staggered without dodging and fell to the ground by being beaten.

Hou Fang Chenghuan and others watched all this silently, crossed by him indifferently and drove away.

Rui Chen blinked helplessly. He just came over to help Zuo Zhan, but he pushed it away with his big hand. He staggered on the snow, his tongue against his cheeks, and spit out blood.

Slowly, I actually laughed.

The smile was very cold and complicated.

"That must not be her. She will not be in trouble, she will not..."

Like an possessive, he repeated this sentence repeatedly.

...

Late at night, the nanny servant stood on both sides with fear and hung his hands, watching Zuo Zhan wandering upstairs and downstairs.

"Sir, are you looking for?" The housekeeper couldn't help but ask.

Zuo Zhan searched back and forth seven or eight times, and found nothing in almost every corner. Finally, he looked at the butler, "Where is her stuff?"

She had lived here for seven or eight months, and they had been married, but now, she can't even find a strand of her hair here...

After the housekeeper realized who she was referring to, he lowered his head, "Sir, after signing a divorce agreement with you, his wife sent someone to take away everything and cleaned it up again, so..."

Zuo Zhan didn't say much, turned around and walked out of the mansion.

I walked too fast and didn't even take my coat.

He drove to Xu's house.

The huge mansion, the empty Xiao Tuo.

But every tree and grass here belongs to her. Zuo Zhan took a deep breath and strode upstairs, searching for the master bedroom and guest room one by one, but he still felt something was wrong.

After the divorce, I made a wish to live here, but why did it seem like someone had cleaned up in advance, clean and tidy beyond imagination?

He stumbled lightly, raised his hand to hold his forehead, why did he forget? She was originally clean and had a little obsession with cleanliness, and could not tolerate any dust.

Zuo Zhan smiled bitterly and pushed the door open and entered the master bedroom.

He pushed open the locker room, row after row in the wardrobe, and the clothes were divided by season. He took some from the clothes hanger and carried them to the bedroom in batches.

I turned around and went to the bathroom, sorted out some toiletries, cosmetics, etc.

They are all piled on the floor of the master bedroom, as high as a hill.

He looked at the hill and murmured with self-deprecating words, "You're angry with me, so I ran away, right?"

I slowly closed my eyes, sat down slowly with my tall figure, leaning against the hill behind me, but my vision seemed to have touched somewhere.

He moved over and took out a large box from under the table.

It was a rosewood box, very delicate. His hands trembled the moment he opened it.

One after another, one after another, all...

From childhood to adulthood, he gave her some small dolls, small jewelry... and in recent years, he gave her some freehand things after Li Mengyao picked them up.

Jewelry is old-fashioned, dolls are outdated, and the lipstick is wrong...

How could she not see his randomness? But even so, she still cherishes it so carefully!

Zuo Zhan's brain buzzed, and his whole person swayed and slumped on the ground, his ears as if something was washed away, and a sound was echoing.

'Grandpa, if you are angry, just hit me, don't hit Azan!'

‘Azan has a bad stomach, I will give him this cup…’

‘Why don’t Azhan eat fish? Dislike fish bones? Then I’ll pick them off for you. Now, now, let’s eat them…’

‘Azan…’

Countless voices of the past condensed, obliterating and conquering his thoughts.
Chapter completed!