Chapter 1144 Who Did It?

"Grandpa Su is ill, and Su Qingdong has been with him for several months, but he seems to be unaware of your disappearance. Shanshan, the current nanny of the Su family, Su Qingdong called a few days ago and asked Zhu Meina and the others to be careful of you, and also asked them not to offend you now, and to avoid you when they see you."

"Do you think he did it?"

Zhu Meina asked Yan Huan, not because she was speaking for Su Qingdong, but because the Su family was too calm, and there was something wrong with the calmness. According to Zhu Xianglan's temperament, if she really killed someone, she would have nightmares at night, and she would not be so calm.

"Are you still thinking about Su Qingdong?" Yan Huan raised his face and asked Zhu Meina, "Why, you don't really like an old man who can be your father?"

"I hate him to die," Zhu Meina tightly grasped the chopsticks in her hand, not only death, she even hated to let that family be crushed to ashes.

"I hope you can do it," Yan Huan continued to eat noodles. As for the news that Zhu Meina had inquired about, whether it was true or false, it was not important. The important thing was that some facts were sometimes hidden under those false appearances.

Whether Su Qingdong had done it or not, he knew it in his heart.

"I will go to Ye's house again tomorrow."

Zhu Meina picked up the bowl and drank all the soup in it.

"Don't worry, I know some people there. Zhu Meina does know a lot of people, but it doesn't matter what profession they are in. There will always be some people in those places who will be caught. She should be able to get some words out of them."

A few days later, Zhu Meina just came back and felt hungry when she saw the two bowls of noodles on the table. They ate noodles every day, but she had never seen her get tired of eating.

Although it was noodles, the taste was different every time.

Hot and sour, oily, fried, soupy, dry.

Yan Huan came out of the kitchen.

She had already sat down and started eating without saying a word.

"Ye Jianguo is now taking Sun Yuhan to treat his leg," Zhu Meina said while eating.

Yan Huan didn't feel much.

"But, I heard that it can't be cured."

Zhu Meina gloated over others' misfortunes. Anyway, she was annoying. She was in this state now, but she didn't feel like sympathizing with others. She just liked to build her happiness on the pain of others. What's wrong?

"Ye Jianguo has found another foreign doctor. It seems that he is going abroad."

Yan Huan still didn't react.

"I didn't hear about you. They kept silent about it, or maybe they just hid in their hearts," Zhu Meina poked the noodles in the bowl, "Just like you said, this matter is indeed very complicated. It could be Su Qingdong, it could be Ye Jianguo, or it could be neither of them. If it was really done by them, then I can only say that this old fox is really skilled, so skilled that almost no one has ever doubted it."

"Your Lu Yi has checked his grandfather's."

After Zhu Meina finished speaking, she also peeked at Yan Huan's expression, and it seemed that there was no big change in his expression. What does this mean? Does he not care, is he indifferent, or something else.

"In the end, I didn't investigate further. I found out that Ye Jianguo was talking loudly with a middle-aged man at the time. That should be his son, right?"

"The middle-aged man asked Ye Jianguo if he did it?"

"Ye Jianguo denied it, and later said that if he did it, he would make her daughter suffer in life and death, and even if she died, her bones would be dug out and then crushed to dust."

Yan Huan clenched the chopsticks in his hand.

Zhu Meina sighed.

"Such a vow is really poisonous, and it's a good thing that he can say it. Being Ye Jianguo's daughter is really pitiful. She is dead dead, and in the end she will be cursed by her own father."

But Yan Huan was still eating quietly, as if what Zhu Meina said was all insignificant things, and it had nothing to do with her.

I also found out one thing. Zhu Meina is also used to the current Yan Huan. She is still neither sad nor happy, and she is not a walking corpse. She just doesn't like to talk too much, and is not willing to communicate with others. However, she sees and hears everything.

Your three children go to school.

Yan Huan stopped the chopsticks in his hand.

"Your two sons have thousands of fans as soon as they go to school," Zhu Meina has never seen Yan Huan's three children, because the Lu family protects the three children very well, even if they are sometimes photographed by the media, they dare not expose them.

But the news she got out was like this. When they entered the kindergarten, the two children looked exactly the same, wore the same clothes, had the same haircut, and even had the same little expressions. Not to mention the children, even the teachers liked them very much.

"It's just that your daughter is quite a headache," Mina had given birth to a child herself, so now she has a special liking for children. It may also be attributed to her guilt for herself, so she likes to mention Yan Huan and her children the most. It's just a pity that Yan Huan doesn't like to say anything and doesn't want to say anything.

Zhu Mina is also used to talking to the same mute. Anyway, she is talking now, and Yan Huan is responsible for listening. It doesn't make any difference. Anyway, she has said it.

"Your daughter has been crying since she arrived at the kindergarten. There is no choice but to take her back in the end."

Yan Huan took another bite of noodles. No one noticed that her face, which had always been cold, finally had a trace of an indescribable smile.

Xun Xun was very delicate. It was not so easy to get her to go to school.

And her little Xun Xun did not like to play with other children. She was too noisy.

"Are you really not going to recognize them?"

Zhu Meina took a bite of her chopsticks. "Are you willing to give up your home, your husband, and your children like this?"

And how painful such a choice was for Yan Huan, perhaps only Yan Huan herself could understand.

Yan Huan picked up the bowl and walked into the kitchen. .

She did not want to answer this question. She did not even want to think about the answer to this question.

She could not think of it, and could not answer it.

Zhu Meina looked at the door of the kitchen. At this moment, she really felt that Yan Huan was even more miserable than her. After all, she had nothing, but Yan Huan had everything.

She was just hell, and fell into hell again.

And Yan Huan was dropped from heaven alive, and there was no way to get up at all.

It was unclear who was more miserable between the two of them.

However, no matter who it was, they both knew that they would never have a good ending in this life. She wanted revenge, and Yan Huan wanted it even more.