Chapter 1127 Brother Jingzhi, Zhan Xinjia

Kang Jingzhi had just returned to the room with a few children and was about to rest when he heard Master Li calling him outside.

"Mr. Kang, Chief Jiang and Miss Ming are here. They said they have something to talk to you about."

Kang Jingzhi looked at the three children and waved: "Your parents are here. Let's go and see them."

The big one and the three children left the room and came to the front yard.

Panpan ran over happily and hugged Mingzhu's thighs to act cute: "Mom and Dad, why are you here? Did you miss me? I miss you too."

Mingzhu lowered her head and gently pinched Panpan's little face. Although she felt a little heavy, she did not perfunctorily treat her children.

"Mom misses you very much. You three should go home and live with your parents later."

The three little ones were a little puzzled. Didn't mom and dad just say a few days ago that they would stay here for a week?

Panpan couldn't keep it to herself and wondered, "Mom, not for a week?"

Mingzhu nodded and looked up at Kang Jingzhi.

Kang Jingzhi saw that she couldn't laugh for a rare time and wondered, "What's wrong? Did something happen at home?"

Jiang Duo said, "Nothing happened at home, but...something happened at the Qin family. I'll take the three children to the door first. Zhuzhu, you can tell Kang Jingzhi about the situation."

He finished speaking and waved to the three little ones, "Stand at attention, say goodbye to your goddaddy, then line up and follow me."

The three little ones obediently said goodbye to Kang Jingzhi in turn.

Kang Jingzhi waved to them: "Go ahead, come and live here whenever you want."

After Jiang Duo left with the three kids, Kang Jingzhi looked at Mingzhu again: "What could happen to the Qin family?"

"Qin Xiangrong and Qin Zhaozhao are both dead."

Kang Jingzhi was obviously stunned.

Mingzhu's next words shocked him even more: "Qin Zhaozhao killed Qin Xiangrong and then jumped into the river to commit suicide."

Kang Jingzhi's hands hanging at his side curled up slightly: "Qin Zhaozhao...why did she do this?"

Mingzhu looked a little dull, and told Kang Jingzhi what happened today.

Kang Jingzhi remained silent, and although his eyes were on Mingzhu, Mingzhu could feel that he was not looking at her in his deep gaze, but was trapped in his own world.

After a long time, he suddenly lowered his head and laughed: "Good death, they deserved it!"

"Jingzhi, don't be like this, I know deep down in your heart, you don't hate Zhaozhao."

"What does it matter whether you hate her or not? In this farce between our two families, everyone is a loser! Now the culprit is dead, killed by his own daughter, can't I say I'm glad?" When Kang Jingzhi said this, there was obviously a pain in his eyes.

Mingzhu looked at him and fell silent, and took out the letter Qin Zhaozhao left for him from her bag.

"This is the letter Zhao Zhao wrote to you after she killed Qin Xiangrong. To respect her privacy, we didn't read it after we got it from the investigators. You can take a look at it yourself."

Kang Jingzhi didn't even care about the stolen letter. He raised his hand to take it and was about to tear it up, saying, "Death will be the end of everything. All grudges are settled. Who wants to read this..."

Mingzhu frowned, stepped forward quickly, and held his hand down, "Don't tear it up!"

Kang Jingzhi met Mingzhu's solemn gaze.

Mingzhu tightly held his hand that was about to tear up the letter and shook her head: "This is the last words Qin Zhaozhao left in this world. Even if you don't want to read it now, don't tear it up. Put it away first. When you can let it go and want to read it, take it out and read it."

The two looked at each other for a long time. Finally, Kang Jingzhi gave up the strength to tear up the letter, and Mingzhu slowly let go of his hand.

"I know that you probably want to be alone now, so I'll go back first. If you have anything, call my house anytime, even if... just because you feel upset and want to find someone to drink, you can also contact me. I'm always here."

Kang Jingzhi nodded silently without saying anything.

Mingzhu turned and left, walked a few steps, thought of something, and turned back to look at him: "Zhao Zhao's body was sent to the hospital morgue. Because she has no relatives, Jiang Duo and I decided to bury her. She will be cremated tomorrow. If you are willing... you can come."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left without giving Kang Jingzhi a chance to answer directly.

Kang Jingzhi returned to the room with some sadness.

He turned off the lights and lay quietly on the bed alone. He had obviously thought a lot, but his mind seemed to be blank.

He had never experienced the feeling of having such an empty mind.

Very uncomfortable and depressed.

He felt a little sleepy, but he tossed and turned, but couldn't fall asleep.

At two o'clock in the morning, he turned on the light in the room.

He got out of bed, walked to the table, and picked up the letter that he had just thrown there. He

unfolded it.

A page full of handwriting, beautiful and neat, but in the middle of the paper, there were some traces of being wet and dried.

I guess... those were the tears that Qin Zhaozhao shed when she wrote the letter.

Brother Jingzhi, Zhan Xinjia.

I know you don't like me to call you that, but... please allow me to indulge you one last time.

Because of the rush of time, I didn't even organize my words well, and what I wrote might be a little messy, but please don't mind.

Brother Jingzhi, the happiest time in my life was when my mother was still alive and I mistakenly thought my family was harmonious. At that time, I didn’t know that my father was a beast, so I especially liked to follow him and go to the dance troupe together, because I would meet you there.

I don’t have any brothers or sisters, but every time you called me sister Zhaozhao, I felt very happy, because with you, I also had a brother. Even though we broke up later, I always felt happy when I recalled that time.

In my memory, the candies that brother Jingzhi left for me were fragrant, and the popsicles that he secretly bought for me were sweet. Brother Jingzhi would help me up when I fell, pat the ground and say it was the ground’s fault. At that time, the time really seemed stolen to me.

As a result, my life later was too bitter. I hated you and resented you. I didn’t even understand why you targeted me and hurt me. Until today, I know the truth——

Miss Mingzhu is a good person. She cleared the gaps in the chaos that I had been unable to understand, allowing me to see the truth and finally calmly recalling many things that happened in the past few years.

I began to ask myself, have you really hurt me?

Brother Jingzhi, many times before, when I was really about to die because of poverty, the food that inexplicably appeared at my doorstep was sent to me by you, right?

My beastly father sold me to other men for a little wine money. Every time I went to give money to that group of people to settle the bill, they would become obedient and stay away from me. They seemed to be very afraid of me, saying that I had a good backer. Those people... Actually, you helped me solve them, right?