A person who looks very similar to Wanwan's mother?

Huo Qing's expression was not easy to detect.

The next second, he suddenly remembered the last night at Di Jing. Li Youlin said that he had seen Xia Zhengtao who came and left in a hurry at the banquet.

And now...

Xia Zhengtao appeared here and asked questions about Wanwan's mother so urgently.

Is it a coincidence?

"Mr. Huo..."

Since sitting here until now, Xia Zhengtao has been in a state of tension. Now he has not heard Huo Qingsui's answer in time. He only feels that a string in his brain suddenly tensed and it is almost broken.

Almost unconsciously took a step forward, he repeated anxiously in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Huo, there is..."

"Dong Xia, what happened?" Huo Qingsui closed his eyes and interrupted his words indifferently.

Xia Zhengtao suddenly stopped.

As Huo Qing's eyes grew darker, the faint oppression dissipated: "Dr. Xia, as far as I know, you should have discussed the project in Haicheng yesterday, but last night, you suddenly appeared at the Heaton Hotel, and left without long and looked unfair."

"I..." Xia Zhengtao looked at him in surprise, but in just a moment, he looked away, as if... he ran away in guilt.

Huo Qingsui saw his expression change and simply pointed out: "You rushed back from Haicheng because you suddenly got the news about Wanwan's mother? Then, I need to know what happened before that."

After a pause, he looked at him heavily and pulled out the thoughts he ignored: "Dr. Xia, do you think this is just a coincidence, or is it someone else's prank? I believe it is not, otherwise you wouldn't stand here now."

A few gentle and gentle words were full of strength.

Xia Zhengtao was silent. At this moment, the emotions that had tortured him all night suddenly rushed back again, as if he would not give up until he was tortured.

Time passes by minute by minute.

After a long hesitation, Xia Zhengtao closed his eyes and trembled slightly: "After the phone call with Wanwan yesterday, I... received an anonymous call, saying that Wanwan's mother would appear at Mr. Huo's birthday party."

Anonymous phone...

Wanwan's mother appeared...

Huo Qingsui's eyes darkened, and his voice also became a little darker: "Why did you say that Wanwan's mother appeared? What else have you had before?"

As the words fell, an incredible thought emerged.

if……

Nothing is a coincidence, so, is Wanwan's mother really not dead?

but……

Huo Qingsui calmly glanced at Xia Zhengtao. Recalling the strong opposition, he asked again: "Dr. Xia, what else have you hidden? I need you to tell me everything."

"I……"

Xia Zhengtao was speechless, and he didn't want to say it, but when his eyes met Huo Qingsui, he was immediately stunned.

"Bang bang bang--"

He suddenly heard his heartbeat, fast and irregular, and his hands that fell beside him unconsciously clenched again, and even his nerves were even tighter than they had just now.

Finally, he spoke with a dim look: "When Wanwan was young, I received a mysterious call, which was the man who told me that Wanwan... was not my child. Not long ago, the mysterious man's call... came again, and the man said... said..."

Recalling that day, his pupils shrank violently without detecting it, and then he licked his lips unconsciously, and then continued: "Say...Wanwan's mother's death...is related to your father, and Wanwan's life experience...is probably also related to your Huo family...so, I would have strongly opposed you being together at that time."

Every word he said was extremely obscure and difficult.

And at the moment when his last syllable ended, Huo Qing's expression, which had never been seen through, obviously fluctuated.

Wanwan's mother's death is related to... Huo Rong?

For a moment, Huo Qingsui felt that it was indescribable to say something.

"And yesterday, I received another call, and he said... said..." Xia Zhengtao's emotions suddenly became excited, his eyes wide open, "I said Wanwan's mother is not dead! She will appear at the birthday party! So I..."

As he finished speaking, his breath became heavy and the expectation in his eyes became more obvious.

"Mr. Huo, you..."

Huo Qing came back to his senses, his voice unknowingly so heavy that it was suppressed: "Have you sent someone to check the so-called mysterious phone number?"

Xia Zhengtao seemed to be hit by someone and was stunned for a moment.

Huo Qingsui glanced at him.

Two seconds later, his voice could not describe Shen: "Wanwan's mother... died in a car accident. Did you, the doctor, see it with your own eyes? If so, do you think a person will be resurrected many years after the doctor declared death?"

Xia Zhengtao felt that the fire of hope was extinguished by a basin of cold water.

In an instant, his eyes turned extremely dim and his face became ashamed.

yes.

At the beginning, he watched her leave, she was dead, how could he be... resurrected from the dead?

But……

Huo Qingsui knew what he had thought of, and did not hesitate anymore. He took out his cell phone and called out the email: "There is something, Mr. Xia, you need to know. Wanwan yesterday, he met a person who looked very similar to her mother."

"...what?!" Xia Zhengtao's breathing suddenly stopped!

Huo Qingsui delivered the email information directly to him.

Xia Zhengtao's hands trembled uncontrollably.

He couldn't believe it.

But in my heart, I had a very strong idea to believe it.

Will it be...

Suddenly, he didn't have the courage to take the phone.

until--

Huo Qing started to speak in a hoarse voice.

"She is a British Chinese. This is her first time returning home. Judging from the information investigated, she is not Wanwan's mother."

Hope, disappointment, hope again, again... many disappointments.

Xia Zhengtao felt that his mood was like a roller coaster ride, rising and falling, and finally being thrown away.

He took the phone.

Even though my hands were still shaking, even if... my chest was so tight that I was about to suffocate.

Then……

He saw the photo.

Unconsciously, the force of his holding the phone was increasing, as if he wanted to crush the phone.

Huo Qing looked at him and his expression never changed. He didn't think his actions were too cruel to Xia Zhengtao, because he knew that what Xia Zhengtao needed was to be sober. Once he was not sober, he would easily be exploited again.

After silenced his eyes, he opened his mouth and asked, "Is it her?"

Xia Zhengtao opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but suddenly there was no sound. At almost the same time, an indescribable complex emotion surged from the bottom of his heart, surrounding him with a tight air, leaving him without seeing the light of day.

a long time.

He shook his head, his voice weak and hoarse, with deep disappointment and resignation: "It's not her...she... there is a very small birthmark of plum blossoms on her left earlobe that cannot be removed, but this person...has not."

After saying it in a difficult sentence, all his strength seemed to have been drained.

After a moment, he breathed a long sigh of relief, smiled bitterly and said, "It was me... I hoped that I was so messed up by a phone call. Mr. Huo," he raised his head again, and looked at the man in front of him, continuing obscenely, "Today we say... as before, never... don't let Wanwan know, okay?"

"She..." The dullness on her chest became more and more powerful. Xia Zhengtao subconsciously covered her heart, "No matter what, she... will always be my daughter, and she will not change, nor will she... not change, and everything now cannot change..."

It won't change...

constant.

After saying the last word, he forced himself to take a deep breath, then tried to stop and turn around and leave.

"I've been disturbed."

Huo Qingsui looked at his back that was almost staggering away for a moment. Somehow, his heart gradually sank.

If Xia Zhengtao had not appeared today and had not said those words, perhaps he would have really thought that the so-called appearance was really just a coincidence, after all, there are all kinds of wonders in the world.

but……

With his eyes down, he unlocked the screen and looked at the information again.

Word after word, not even punctuation, and finally, his eyes fell on the left earlobe in the photo.

The office suddenly became extremely quiet.

until--

"Dongdongdongdong--"

Shi Jun knocked on the door: "Sir Huo."
To be continued...