Gu Boyan raised his eyebrows in surprise, obviously surprised that Chen Nian'an could guess this.
"Cheng Shi said so."
"Just now when I got to work, he kept muttering about how his wife had recently fallen for some fresh-faced guy. He was drooling over his phone all day, muttering things like, 'Legs are like the spring waters of the Seine,' and 'Waist is like a scimitar.' I can't remember..."
Gu Boyan only remembered the first Chunshui and could not remember the latter one.
I was able to use it in a hurry, and that was entirely because I was in a hurry...
“…” Chen Nian’an.
People say that my brother's legs are not legs, but the spring water along the Seine; my brother's back is not a back, but a Bulgarian rose; my brother's waist is not a waist, but the scimitar of the murderer...
However, the fact that Gu Boyan could be coaxed into saying this was beyond Chen Nian'an's imagination.
Looking at his little expression as he squatted beside the bed and pursed his lips, Chen Nian'an couldn't hold it in anymore and couldn't help laughing.
She rubbed Gu Boyan's head.
Then he got up quickly.
Gu Boyan only felt his head being rubbed perfunctorily, and then a gust of wind blew past him, the door opened and closed, and Chen Nian'an ran out in slippers.
"?"
Gu Boyan stood up.
The clothes he was wearing were the ones he had worn when he was discharged from the hospital. The hem of his white shirt was a little wrinkled from squatting just now.
The wounds on the back and chest seemed to have split open, and blood was faintly seeping out.
This afternoon, he was busy dealing with the affairs of the Zhong family and Chen Yuanshan, running between the company and the police station. Gu Boyan's image was really not good, and now there was a faint smell of blood.
Even worse.
Gu Boyan frowned and tugged at his clothes.
Want to take a shower.
"Gu Boyan!" The door was pushed open and Chen Nian'an rushed in holding something.
It temporarily interrupted Gu Boyan's thoughts.
He quickly opened his arms, fearing that Chen Nian'an would not be able to brake and fall to the ground.
"What's the matter? Why are you so anxious?" Gu Boyan's frown persisted as he grabbed Chen Nian'an who rushed forward.
"Here you go." Chen Nian'an took a breath, raised his head and solemnly handed over the box in his hand.
Gu Boyan was stunned for a moment.
His eyes were fixed on the small sandalwood box for a long time.
Chen Nian'an was very patient and just looked at him with a smile without urging him.
Gu Boyan raised his eyes slightly.
There was only a warm yellow floor lamp on in the bedroom, casting a faint halo on her profile, making her look incredibly beautiful and soft...
After a long time, the bony fingers hanging on the edge of the shirt trembled slightly, and Gu Boyan finally moved.
He lowered his head, took the sandalwood box, and looked at it for a long time.
I can't see his expression clearly, so I don't know what he's thinking.
Chen Nian'an took a step forward and put his arms around Gu Boyan's waist.
Burying in his chest, like a silent comfort.
"It's okay..." She said softly.
It was as if a breeze blew across the barren desert, blowing away all the pain that had accumulated over the years of struggle.
"Yeah." Gu Boyan responded softly.
My heart beats powerfully beneath my bones, and my mother's urn feels heavy in my palm...
"Wait for me." Gu Boyan raised his head, said solemnly, and went out.
He came back after a while with the urn already put away.
He moved sideways and took the folder that had been placed on the coffee table.
"What is this?" Chen Nian'an asked with his head down.
Gu Boyan raised his hand, motioning her to take it and have a look.
Opening the cover of the blue folder, a few large stamped characters came into view regarding the unsealing of the Zhong family's old house.
Almost instantly, Chen Nian'an felt a sore sensation at the tip of his nose.
Speechless.
She looked up, her moist eyes meeting Gu Boyan's encouraging gaze. Chen Nianan sat on the edge of the bed and opened the folder.
…
After a long time, she closed the folder, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at the floor lamp on the floor, a little absent-minded.
The person who leaked the core secrets has been caught. It was a private act and has nothing to do with the company.
The old house of the Zhong family was sealed off and will be sealed from now on.
The Zhong family company's reputation has been restored and will be reported in the financial news on July 13.
"Nian'an, do you want to go see him? If you don't want to go, then don't go." Gu Boyan sat down and held Chen Nian'an's cold hand.
"Hmm?" Chen Nian'an came back to his senses, looked into his worried eyes, and said softly, "See you."
*
The next day.
The cool autumn breeze made pedestrians hurriedly passing by on the street. They could not help but tighten their coats, rub their hands, and quicken their pace to go to work.
On the steps at the entrance of the Municipal Bureau's Criminal Investigation Department.
Two huge sycamore trees enveloped a young man and woman wearing black windbreakers and looking very outstanding.
The fallen leaves curled up like dead butterflies, swirling and winding in the autumn wind, and then swaying and landing on the woman's slender shoulders.
"Let's go." Gu Boyan raised his hand, brushed off the fallen leaves on Chen Nian'an's shoulders, and whispered.
"Um."
After entering the Municipal Bureau, Li Guang, dressed in a police uniform, took the two into the elevator, walked through the second-floor corridor, and went to an interrogation room at the end.
He looked at Gu Boyan and said as he walked: "After Chen Yuanshan finishes recording his confession today, he will be sent to the next door."
There is a prison next door where Chen Yuanshan was sentenced to eight years.
Gu Boyan didn't say anything, but looked at Chen Nian'an's pale profile with some worry.
Several people walked to the end and stood outside the one-way glass. They could clearly see the man lying behind the interrogation table, but their face could not be seen.
Chen Nian'an's body stiffened for a moment, but it was very brief. However, Gu Boyan quickly grabbed her hand and whispered:
"Are you okay?"
The man in the glass window had his head buried. Perhaps he had been on the run for the past year or was feeling guilty. His temples were a little gray, and his old prison uniform made him look particularly depressed and haggard.
Even if I couldn't see the face clearly.
I feel like I've aged ten years...
"It's okay." Chen Nian'an pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled reluctantly, "I'll go in first."
Gu Boyan stood outside the glass and watched her go in.
Li Guang opened the door, looked at his watch, and said with a smile, "At most half an hour. The prison brigade next door is here to pick up the person."
Chen Nian'an nodded without saying anything.
The iron door behind him opened and closed with a loud noise.
Only two people are left.
The footsteps were light but clear in the cold interrogation room.
The man lying on the ground seemed to realize something and his shoulders shook.
He had known this day would come, but he hadn't expected it to come so soon...
He raised his head slowly and hurriedly, and saw Chen Nian'an in front of him.
A tear slid down from the corner of his wrinkled eye and dripped onto the table, leaving a circle of tear stains.
"An An..." Chen Yuanshan subconsciously raised his hand, and the iron shackles on his wrists rattled, "An An... I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
He opened his mouth, a man in his forties or fifties, but tears were streaming down his face like a child.
As if he had been poisoned and silenced, he could not speak and could only beat his chest continuously.
Chen Nian'an took a half step back. Her throat was dry and she felt like she was the one who had become mute.
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