Chapter 567 Twenty-six years ago, she gave birth to a son
at the same time.
Zhao family villa.
Zhao Ying answered the call while lying in bed. After throwing the phone away, she was in a daze for another half an hour, and the video she saw on Sang Yu's phone kept lingering in her mind.
Only six seconds.
Under the dim light, the man, wrapped tightly, approached calmly and opened the gate of the community with his gloved hands.
Zhao Ying searched the Internet for the complete record and gossip about Meng Yujing's death.
It is said that it was late one night when the murderer entered the community with a knife in his hand, coaxed Meng Yujing to open the door, stayed there for less than a minute, stabbed her to death at the door, and then left.
Zhao Ying still remembers that afternoon when the chief physician took her to perform a major operation, and they worked together to save a patient who was on the verge of death.
Zhao Ying felt a great sense of accomplishment, so after it was over, she happily called her brother Zhao Lie to share her thoughts and offered to treat him to a meal.
But her brother, who never refused her, said that he had to see off an old friend that night.
The celebration was moved to the next day.
But, when my brother said "sending off an old friend", did he mean sending Meng Yujing to the west?
The reason why Zhao Ying's heart skipped a beat when he watched the surveillance video was that although the man in black was wrapped tightly, when he pulled the door, he had a small action that he wanted to do but then retracted, that is: using the toe of his shoe to push the door.
Zhao Ying knew why Sang Yu and Bo Yunying couldn't realize that the man in black was Zhao Lie, because her brother never opened the door for others when he was outside.
They have bodyguards and assistants, so they won't pay attention to this detail.
She knew this because she had been hit by a door when she was a child, and her brother even said that he would only open the door for her in the future.
"How is that possible? My brother will definitely have a girlfriend in the future, and then there will definitely be conflicts between him and his sister-in-law."
"Nonsense, that won't happen. Yingying believes in her brother."
The laughter and joy of the past have now become heart-piercing knives.
She realized that her brother might be the murderer, and even more likely the rival of Sang Yu and Bo Yunying. Before she could resolve the issue, she heard that she and her brother were not related...
Zhao Ying felt like he was going crazy!
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and...Zhao Lie's voice.
"Xiaoying, come out for dinner. How many days have you not eaten?"
Zhao Ying suddenly remembered Sang Yu's words in his mind: Suspicion is not evidence, we need evidence and confirmation.
If she had misunderstood, her brother was not the murderer and had no intention of going against Sang Yu.
Zhao Ying still had some thoughts in her mind that she was mistaken, so she pursed her lips and decided to check it herself.
She got up from the bed and said as if nothing had happened, "I'll be right out."
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Sang Yu had no idea of Zhao Ying's current situation. She and Bo Yunying took Tangtang Linlin to the old house to have dinner with her grandparents. During the meal, the housekeeper came in from outside carrying a gift bag.
He reported respectfully.
"It was sent by Ms. Wen. She has to go abroad for work and won't be back soon. This is a gift from her for the master and the old lady. She asked me to convey her wishes for their good health."
Wen Wanyu is now not allowed to enter the old house, and the housekeeper calls her Ms. Wen instead of Madam.
The old man and the old lady ignored her and threw the so-called gift aside.
At the dinner table at that time, Sang Yu and the others didn't say anything. After all, it was a matter between Wen Wanyu and her grandparents.
However, after leaving the old house, Bo Yunying saw that she looked a little worried, so he held her shoulders and spoke in a low voice.
"Don't worry. There's an old saying that goes, 'The monk can run away, but the temple cannot.' She will come back, and on her own initiative."
Sang Yu raised her eyes and asked, "You control her company?"
"More than that." Bo Yunying's handsome face was filled with boundless coldness.
"We also found the midwife who delivered her baby. Twenty-six years ago, she gave birth to a son."
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