Chapter 687: The Aftermath (9)

"Weiwei, I'm so sorry."

Hearing this long-lost but familiar voice, Xia Ziwei finally raised her head, and her hurt eyes fell into Tang Mubai's concerned eyes without any defense. Her nose felt sore and tears flowed down her cheeks.

Among so many people, Tang Mubai was the only one who really cared about her. The other relatives just said a few words and went to find Xia Muxue, not even willing to talk to her. For the first time, she felt that people are really social animals. It is not enough to live alone. At least in such occasions, being deliberately alienated is a very painful thing.

She was grateful for Tang Mubai's concerned look. She lost her father, and she should be the saddest among these people, but no one comforted her.

"Thank you, it's thoughtful."

The voice was choked up. At this time, Tang Mubai was more like her only relative and her only support. Her tears broke out instantly.

Tang Mubai handed her a tissue, thinking that she was too sad, and comforted her a few more times, "The dead cannot be resurrected, Weiwei, you have to be strong."

Xia Ziwei took the tissue and cried even harder. She didn't expect that the last person who really cared about her was Tang Mubai, who only had Jing Wushuang in his heart, hurt her repeatedly, and was hurt by her repeatedly.

"I'm fine, thank you Tang Mubai."

Xia Ziwei sobbed, and she didn't know what to say except this.

...

"Why did Wushuang's uncle pass away so suddenly?"

Jun Xiang was also shocked when he heard Su Ran say that. Such a car accident took away such a living life. This is too impermanent.

Mu Jinchen turned around and supported his hands on the windowsill. The hill not far away was full of densely packed graves, arranged in an orderly manner. There must be many heroic souls who died inexplicably buried there.

"I also want to know why, and I'm also looking for the answer. Uncle's death cannot rule out the possibility of homicide..."

"What did you say?"

Before Mu Jinchen finished speaking, a voice that should have been gentle but was not calm at the moment interrupted him.

This voice did not come from Jun Xiang. The two turned around at the same time, and Tang Mubai, who was wearing a black suit, stood behind them.

"Come here?"

Tang Mubai has a deep connection with the Xia family. It is reasonable for him to come here to pay tribute. It is not surprising that he is here.

He nodded, walked to their side, and asked, "You just said that uncle's death was murdered?"

Mu Jinchen glanced behind him calmly, and when there was no one else, he retracted his gaze. He was too careless just now. If it was not Tang Mubai who came over, and if others heard it, I am afraid that there would be a storm out of thin air again.

"Don't worry, I came here specifically to find you. There are no outsiders. Let's continue with the topic just now. I shouldn't be excluded by you, right?"

Mu Jinchen glanced at him. Since he went back to take over Hongji, he often appeared in the financial section, saying that S City has many talents, Guo Laowai's grandson has returned from overseas, and Hongji's success is just around the corner. The aura of a talented man in him is gradually fading, and now he is more and more like a businessman.

Since he really cares about this matter, he didn't hide it from him, "Uncle's death was man-made, not an accident. I have sent a private detective to investigate, but there is no progress for the time being."