Chapter 728 Tang Panxia's Observation
"Aunt?"
The jeep turned into the alley, and Ye Rou caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.
Tang Panxia walked in the shadow of the brick wall, her back slightly hunched, as if she had suffered a blow. She walked unsteadily, as if she was about to faint at any time.
Ye Rou asked Wang Honghong to stop the car, opened the door and caught up with the man.
"Aunt, what's wrong with you?"
Tang Panxia turned around when she heard that, her face as pale as paper. Seeing Ye Rou, she reacted for a moment before forcing out a smile and saying, "Xiao Rou, are you done with get out of class?"
Ye Rou nodded: "Aunt, are you feeling unwell? Let me take your pulse."
As she spoke, she reached out to take his pulse.
Tang Panxia gently held Ye Rou's hand and said with a smile, "I'm fine. It's just that the sun was too strong and I squatted for too long, so I feel a little dizzy. I'll be fine after a while."
Ye Rou didn't believe it at all, but seeing that her aunt refused to say anything, she didn't ask any more questions, but just said, "Aunt, let's take the bus back."
"Okay." Tang Panxia smiled gently.
No conversation along the way.
After getting off the car, Ye Rou was still a little worried about her aunt and wanted to chat with her: "Aunt, we haven't talked for a long time..."
The mute woman came out hurriedly and gestured: Young Master Jiang called.
Ye Rou looked at the mute woman, then at Tang Panxia, with an embarrassed expression.
Tang Panxia breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative to say, "Okay, Xiaorou, I'm really fine. Go answer the phone. Jiang Chen will get anxious if you wait too long."
Hearing her say this, Ye Rou hesitated for a moment, but still followed the mute woman.
Tang Panxia watched her back disappear around the corner, and the smile on her face disappeared.
She returned to the west courtyard with heavy steps.
In the small courtyard, under the shade of a jujube tree, Song Zhishu was lying on a bamboo chair, with a tape recorder on the stone table beside him, singing an opera.
She swayed, closed her eyes, groped for a handful of preserved fruits on the stone table, and ate one bite at a time, feeling extremely satisfied.
Tang Panxia sat down on the gray cylindrical stone bench.
Song Zhishu didn't open his eyes, but he knew she was coming: "Have you been to see it?"
Tang Panxia thought of what she had just seen, her hands clenched immediately, her breathing becoming a little irregular.
"Zhao Quan pretended to be my father and took over my family's property. He seemed to be afraid of being exposed, so he kept a low profile."
Song Zhishu frowned and asked in confusion, "Didn't any of your father's friends notice anything was wrong?"
"He had been with my father for twenty years and was very familiar with him. He also grew a beard and told others that he had suffered a serious illness and had lost a lot of weight. Not many people suspected him."
"And..." Tang Panxia paused before saying:
"Ji Chunming said that my father fell seriously ill after learning of my disappearance. He seemed to be recuperating and his contact with the Ji family was not as close as before.
"I suspect my father might have been killed by then."
When Tang Panxia said this, her voice was filled with tears and hatred.
"I've been trying to find out some things indirectly these days."
"Zhao Quan is not good at business, and his son is addicted to gambling. By selling off the Tang family's assets, their family is not in financial difficulty, but..."
Song Zhishu asked, "You think it's wrong?"
Tang Panxia nodded. "Zhao Quan is extremely cautious. Logically, he shouldn't be returning to China. Even if he were to return, he definitely wouldn't be entering the capital."
"My father has many friends in Beijing. Even though he keeps a low profile, some of his old friends heard the news and wanted to visit him. Although they were all rejected by Zhao Quan's son under the pretext of recuperating, they couldn't hide it for long."
"Why would he come back? He must have other motives for returning to the capital, risking being exposed."
Song Zhishu looked up at her.
Tang Panxia changed away from her usual elegant cheongsam attire.
Today she was dressed very simply, with a grey shirt, black trousers, her hair in a pigtail, and her face painted darker. She must have been afraid of attracting attention, so she dressed in a low-key manner.
But strangely, he became more energetic unexpectedly.
Song Zhishu looked carefully and found that it was an eye.
In the past, Tang Panxia was dressed exquisitely, but her eyes were always covered with misty sorrow.
Her eyes are particularly bright today.
When your eyes are bright, you will feel more energetic.
Song Zhishu felt that this was not a bad thing, but he was afraid that Tang Panxia would be too eager for revenge and lose her composure, so he reminded her again: "The fox's tail will always be exposed. They are in the light, you are in the dark, there is still a long way to go."
Tang Panxia nodded, calming her heart, which was beating extremely violently with hatred, and said solemnly:
"I know. I will be careful."
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Ye Rou picked up the phone and heard the faint sound of breathing, and her heart suddenly started beating faster.
"Jiang Chen."
The man on the other end of the phone said in a deep, magnetic voice, "Is get out of class over?"
"Yeah." Ye Rou took the initiative to report the day's itinerary: "Anyway, thanks to my efforts, the two associations finally shook hands and merged into one."
The end of her voice rose, with a hint of pride.
Jiang Chen couldn't see the person, but just by listening to the voice, he could imagine what Ye Rou looked like at the moment.
She must be lazily leaning on the chair, holding the receiver, with a smile on her face, her delicate eyes raised proudly, and her red lips slightly pouting, as if the three big words "Praise me quickly" are written on her face.
“Amazing.”
The man's voice was full of indulgence, and it brushed Ye Rou's earlobe tenderly, making Ye Rou's body soften.
She walked around the telephone wire, where no one could see, her ears flushed red as she whispered:
"Jiang Chen, I miss you."
Even though she had just seen him last night, she still missed him.
Jiang Chen's eyes suddenly deepened, and he coaxed, "Say it again, dear, I didn't hear you clearly."
"You're lying." Ye Rou refused to say anything more and asked him, "How long will the train ride take?"
Seeing that he had failed to deceive anyone, Jiang Chen felt a little regretful and replied, "One day and one night."
"It's still going to take so long."
Ye Rou came to Beijing by train, which was very shaky and uncomfortable.
Afraid that Jiang Chen would find it troublesome and just eat a few bites casually, Ye Rou reminded him: "You must eat well. I'll ask Grandpa Wang to keep an eye on you..."
Before he could finish his words, a strange woman's voice suddenly rang out from the other end of the line:
"Jiang Chen, the train is leaving!"
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