Chen Xiangyang looked very frightened, looking very scary.

Li Xingxing sat down on the ground, raised his face, his eyes full of innocentness: "What did I say?"

"I'll ask you." Chen Xiangyang said.

Li Xingxing shook his head: "I didn't say anything! I'll ask my mother for your opinion on reunion."

This time it's true, no lie!

Is Chen Xiangyang's letter?

It is better to believe in ghosts than to believe in her.

Chen Xiangyang was so pitted that he vomited blood, so he hurriedly said to Li Xiuhong: "Axiu, don't listen to Xingxing's nonsense. You can't believe anything she said about me. I swear to the heaven, I..."

Li Xiuhong interrupted him: "So what if you swear? The divorce letter was sent to me by you."

Chen Xiangyang immediately turned into a frosted eggplant and became wilted.

Although he did not write the divorce letter, the signature was printed on his finger.

A gay man who followed Chen Xiangyang upstairs coughed with his fist against the corner of his mouth and laughed loudly: "Okay, Comrade Xiao Chen, you can solve your housework yourself. The ground is cold, don't freeze us Comrade Xiao Li."

Only then did Li Xingxing see him and jumped up quickly, "Comrade Chen!"

Comrade Chen, who was in charge of contacting her.

His biological father looked like he was 10 or 20 years younger than him, so he was naturally Comrade Chen.

Comrade Chen looked at Li Xingxing with a smile and briefly explained his purpose: "I came to Shanghai for a meeting and visited Comrade Xiao Chen. Are you willing to talk to me?"

"Happiness is so great!" Li Xingxing said.

As smart as her, she naturally knew that Comrade Chen’s purpose was himself.

The third floor has two bedrooms and one living room, no study, and the living room is full of dry goods. Chen Xiangyang asked Comrade Chen to sit down in the second bedroom and poured tea, "You guys talk, I have a lot to say with my child's mother."

Comrade Chen waved his hand and brought it to the door after he went out.

Li Xingxing felt a little embarrassed when he stood in front of Comrade Chen.

She dressed casually at home, including cotton slippers, floral cotton pants and a floral squid coat.

Silly sister, that's it.

Comrade Chen pointed to the chair next to him, "We are not outsiders anymore. You sit and talk. I have something to ask you."

Li Xingxing sat down obediently, "You said."

Comrade Chen stood up, bowed solemnly, and said, "First of all, I have to apologize to you. It was because the organization's work was not done properly. It was because someone was interested to find a clue, which made you targeted by the Xu family and other traitors, so that you were in danger at sea and wandered in Xiangjiang for more than ten days, and almost got into trouble."

Li Xingxing jumped up and hurriedly avoided it, swaying his hands quickly: "You are so serious, aren't I okay? There is no danger."

He quickly helped Comrade Chen to sit back on the chair, "Don't you have something to ask me? Tell me."

Speaking of this, Comrade Chen's face suddenly became very serious. He took out a notebook and a pencil from the old briefcase he carried with him and wrote on the paper: "Have Mr. Li told you anything before his death?"

Li Xingxing was stunned and asked, "Which aspect are you referring to?"

A mindless sentence made her confused.

"It's a kind of prophecy." Comrade Chen wrote.

Li Xingxing was even more stunned: "Prophecy? Prophecy? What prophecy are you talking about? Can it be made clear?"

Comrade Chen wrote: "In one of the boxes, I took a letter left by Mr. Li to the above. I didn't read it and didn't know the specific content, but the above asked me to ask you if you know about this? Mr. Li said that he had met a master and was able to predict the future. He hoped that the country would be prosperous and avoid detours, pretending to remind you, such as three years, ten years, etc."
Chapter completed!