Han Shu sat in the KTV box with dark lights and noisy sounds, listening to her colleagues singing intently on the stage.

"Han Shu, will you have a drink?" The beautiful director of the office sat next to him with half a dozen beers.

Han Shu waved his hand, "I have drunk a lot just now, but now I'll drink this one."

The beautiful director took the drink in Han Shu's hand and sniffed it in front of his nose, "Lemon tea, what's the point of drinking this?"

Han Shu lazily took the cup back, "You don't understand this. There is also knowledge in lemon tea. I like to put three slices of lemon and add honey. Don't poke it. It will chill in the refrigerator for more than ten hours, and the taste will naturally come out and the color will be clear. This cup...just make do with it."

"How come you have so many things to pay attention to." Someone just pushed the door and came in. The beautiful director Xiao Zhao quickly made a seat beside him and greeted him, "Cai Jian, you are finally here, hurry up and sit down..."

Cai Jian, who had just arrived, came over and sat upright between Han Shu and Xiao Zhao. Xiao Zhao was busy pouring tea for the leader, and Cai Jian looked at Han Shu a few times.

"Look at how you're feeling better these days? You're back."

Han Shu smiled and said, "This light is like a haunted house. You can see my complexion, and the ginger is still as spicy as it is."

Cai Jian also smiled with his lips pursed, "Don't Godmother care about you! You kid have been worrying a lot since you were a child. I've been talking to my classmates and I feel much more refreshed, right?"

Han Shu was stunned when he heard this. He had a few words with Fang Zhihe not long ago and left in a bad mood. But how did his godmother know?

He was suspicious, but he didn't say anything, but just thought secretly, could it be that Fang Zhi had something to do with Cai Jian? Fang Zhihe was inexplicably asking for trouble, could it be that it was the instruction of his godmother?

Impossible! Zhou Liang, Fang Zhihe and Han Shu had a good time playing a kid. Han Shu’s godmother knew them, but it was only limited to knowing them. More importantly, Han Shu knew his godmother. The meaning of Fang Zhihe in his words was completely different from his godmother’s idea, and it was completely different.

Cai Jian seemed to regret his words, Xiaoxiao took the hot tea handed over by Xiao Zhao and stopped continuing the topic. Han Shu lowered his head to drink his lemon tea, thinking, what medicine is sold in this gourd?

"Your father told you too, hurry up and hand over what you have to do. What should you do? Don't you often say that you are restricted in the west courtyard of the city? You can go far away now, but you are reluctant to leave?" Cai Jian said to Han Shu.

Han Shu shook his head, "I said godmother, you were the one who insisted on letting me take this case back then, and you were the one who let me let go. Don't treat me as a gun. I really have a grudge against this case, and there has never been a hurdle that I, Han Shu, cannot overcome. Don't say that, I have made some progress, and I can't let go now."

"Oh?" Cai Jian raised his eyebrows and his expression became focused, as if he was quite interested in it. "Tell me."

"Is this a place to talk about official business?" Han Shu waved his hand with a smile, and then lowered his voice, "I'm sure there is someone behind Wang Guohua. He is just a sucker for the shrimp soldiers and crab generals. The real big fish has not yet emerged."

"Han Shu, you have to have evidence." Cai Jian said thoughtfully.

Han Shu said: "I know this. It's not the first day I've taken the case. Since I've encountered this incident, I have to find out the truth. Although Wang Guohua is wronged, he can't die in vain." As he said, he suddenly put down the cup in his hand, looked at Cai Jian, and said meaningfully, "Godmom, you said Tang Ye is innocent, but I don't think it's that simple."

Cai Jian was silent for a while and whispered: "Han Shu, you shouldn't...I believe you will be clear about public and private."

Han Shu curled the corner of her mouth and smiled, "Is that right? You are afraid that you should also be thinking about how to prevent me from deliberately making trouble for your cheap son?"

"I didn't say that."

"That's good." Han Shu changed her face tone, "If you really think so, you might be too despised!"

"Aye..."

When Han Shu saw Xiao Zhao get up and order songs, he whispered: "I just ask you, do you know that Tang Ye has a private account overseas? Also, the last project with suspicion before Wang Guohua's death was related to Guangli Company, a subsidiary of Jiangyuan Group. Tang Ye has a close relationship with Teng Yun, the former financial director of Guangli Company, and you don't know about it?"

Cai Jian’s eyes, which had always been shrewd, also showed a confused expression. She slowly shook her head, "Do you think..."

"As you said, everything is told by evidence, and I don't have sufficient and complete materials on hand now. But if this case is to be investigated, Tang Ye can't avoid it. Godmother, I know this is not the original intention of asking me to help, but I hope you understand and have a mental preparation."

Cai Jianqing didn't speak for a long time, as if he was savoring the meaning of Han Shu. The child was growing up and could not help but feel that she was gradually getting older and powerless, her heart became more and more tired, and her previous sharpness was gradually fading. She sighed deeply.

Han Shu felt a little embarrassed when she looked at her godmother like this. As soon as her colleague finished singing a song, he took the microphone and smiled and announced to everyone: "Next, please invite the young boy killer from our west courtyard, the sweet song queen, Miss Cai Yilin, to sing a song for us..."

Everyone cooperated to make a fuss, and Cai Jian finally laughed and cursed: "Han Shu, you are simply too big or too young." But he took the microphone in his hand.

Cai Jian likes to sing old songs and is an amateur singer. This is well known to everyone in the People's Procuratorate of Chengxi, but there are no ones who dare to joke with her like this except Han Shu.

Cai Jian’s song "Flying Swallow" was singing like tears. Han Shu applauded and took out his cell phone to look at it. Xiao Zhao came back from the position of the song ordering station and quipped with a clever smile: "Han Shu, what's wrong with you tonight? You are in Cao's camp and your heart is in Han. I don't know how many times you have watched the phone... Let's take a look!"

She took advantage of Han Shu's unpredictability and snatched the phone, smiled and turned around to avoid Han Shu's attempt to take back, "Let the head of the discipline and supervision team check if there is any inappropriate content for children."

Han Shu failed to succeed and stopped caring about it. He smiled and leaned comfortably on the soft sofa, "Don't forget to tell me if you see good things."

Xiao Zhao fiddled with it for a while, and threw the phone back to Han Shu in disappointment, "There is no phone number or text message, what are you looking at?"

Han Shu said with a smile: "I'll just look at the time."

Han Shu was just talking, and the screen of the mobile phone held in his hand suddenly lit up, and a string of unfamiliar phone numbers were displayed on it. After a few sounds, Han Shu hung up. He immediately jumped from the sofa and hurried out to call out, "Hey, hey, I am Han Shu, who are you?" He was afraid that the surroundings would be too noisy and the other party could not hear his voice.

Fortunately, this worry did not become a reality, and the other party's voice came clearly from the other end, "Hello, I can provide you with special code prediction services for Mark Six..."

Han Shu was stunned, and then furious, "Predict it, be careful that I will take your nest."

He hung up in anger and realized that he was so disappointed.

Han Shu remembers the day when Fei Ming performed today. He didn't go because he was afraid that he would become an unpopular person again in Ju Nian's eyes. But all night, he did not give up a plan. Fei Ming liked him and hoped that he would go to the show. Is it possible that she would call him because of Fei Ming's expectations? According to her temper, this possibility is very slim, but he was just obsessed with expectation.

When he opened the door and walked back to the box, Han Shu still couldn't hide his loss. Cai Jian happened to sing the last sentence, and the song was in full swing. He waved to Han Shu and said to Xiao Zhao: "Come a song and let me sing together with Han Shu."

Han Shu was also an absolute tycoon, but he didn't have the heart at this time and begged for mercy, "I drank too much before and couldn't sing." But Cai Kai deliberately put on a stern face, and he had to follow.

"Han Shu, what are you singing?" Xiao Zhao asked.

"It doesn't matter, what's there that I can't sing?"

"Cai Jian, why don't you order "Ao Bao Meeting" for you?" Xiao Zhao turned to ask Cai Jian.

Cai Jian said: "Change a new song so that Han Shu won't say that I'm living in the 1970s."

Han Shu muttered, "You can't even be too new."

Xiao Zhao understood and ordered them a song "When Love has become a Past" that is neither new nor old.

"This song is good, we little queen can sing this song." Han Shu said with a smile.

After a prelude with a slightly vicissitudes of life, Cai Jian’s female voice came, “Don’t mention the past, life has been full of ups and downs…”

Listening to the song being "new" performed by Cai Jian with her specialized national singing style, Han Shu held another microphone and couldn't help but turn her head and hold back the smile on her face.

"Oh, be serious, don't laugh." Xiao Zhao hinted from one side.

Han Shu then calmed down a little, followed Cai Jian's rhythm seriously, and listened to her singing as much as possible, while gently slapped the beat with her hands.

“…even if the memory cannot be erased, love and hate are still in the heart.”

I don't know if it was a specific mood or too focused, Han Shu stood there listening. This song that was familiar with the heart had inexplicably had a different flavor. He tried to close his eyes, and in a trance, it seemed that Cai Jian was no longer Cai Jian, and the song was no longer that song, and there was only a voice left beside him narrating quietly.

"I really want to cut off the past and let tomorrow continue well. Don't ask me about the news..."

Han Shu was stunned and a little dazed. It was not until Cai Jian coughed softly that he noticed that his own singing segment had already arrived. Fortunately, he could sing this song with his eyes closed and he quickly took over it.

"Love is a difficult problem, it makes people dizzy. It may be possible to forget the pain, but it is too difficult to forget you..."

It’s not easy... How difficult it is, in the past eleven years, I know the heat and heat.

"You have never really left. You are always in my heart. I still have love for you...Love...I can't do anything to myself." Han Shu didn't look at the lyrics on the big screen and sang down. Something flashed like lightning, illuminating, and extinguished again.

"Because I still have dreams, I still put you in my heart. I am always easily moved by the past and always heartbroken for you."

The female voice lingered in just the right way. "Don't miss the years, I was unintentionally tender. Don't ask me if I meet again. Don't ask me if I'm not sincere. Why don't you understand..."

"Don't say I don't understand." Han Shu took it gently. It was all due to the alcohol's stamina. He only had her eyes that she wanted to stop talking on the other end. She had thin figure, with her hair splattered by the wind on her forehead, a white face as big as a palm, and tears of restraint at the corners of her eyes.

"One day you will know that life will not be different without me. Life is too rushed, and I am so scared that I am always crying and blinded..."

"Han Shu, Han Shu, sing, it's your turn to sing..."

"What's wrong with you, Han Shu..."

Han Shu slowly lowered his hand holding the microphone.

His life will of course be different without her, and everything will be rewritten. If possible, Han Shu hopes that he will never meet Xie Juinian. However, if it is possible, he is willing to go back to every day in the past, and walk all the good, bad, happy, and unfortunate. However, she will not be hurt any more.

No one has ever forced him to linger in those pasts, and the person he refused to forget was himself. He struggled with each other, he was not sincere, and he was afraid that he would have no way out after admitting it. However, it was just because there was a box wrapped in shame in his heart. Now that the whisk was opened, he realized that it was just the most timid feeling.

He couldn't wait for Ju Nian's call.
Chapter completed!