After Those Years of Misery

She agreed so quickly, not only because Song Chengsi helped her, but also because she hated him, which he knew very well.

To talk about the mind of their eldest young master, ordinary people are really unpredictable, He Wenbo thought silently.

The last time Tong Wenya promised to marry Song Chengsi, he had no choice but to take them back and lock them up angrily. It was good this time, she was willing, but he was so quiet and didn't say anything.

"How's the investigation going? Is it sure Director Zheng's temporary change of talent caused Tong Jianping's death?" Chun Yuchen asked.

"Yes."

"Go to find out what mistakes Director Zheng made, collect evidence as soon as possible, and let him pay the price before Tong Jianping is buried!"

"Yes, young master." After He Wenbo agreed, he asked cautiously: "Shall I tell Tong Wenya these things?"

"No need."

"Master, what are you doing this for?" Didn't you deliberately show your courtesy just to chase people.

This is what he owes her. If he doesn't lock her up, Song Chengsi will not bring Tong Jianping into Chunyu's house, and Director Zheng will not have private grievances with him.

At the entrance of the villa, he saw Tong Wenya crumbling, and he was very distressed. It turned out that he tortured her in every way because of his deep roots in love. It's a pity that all of this is a bit late.

He indirectly killed her father, such a stubborn woman, I am afraid that she will not forgive him for a while.

"Let's go." Chun Yuchen said slowly.

Tong Wenya was still in the hospital, and Yuan Siming rushed over and said to her, "Boss, you can rest for a while. I'll wait for the news for you. Superintendent Song will be fine. He is so good to you. How could something be wrong? ."

"How about Xiaorou? Are you still taking care of Corgi? How about the child?"

"Don't worry, boss, he is still young, and he probably doesn't understand what's going on. I think he seems to be playing very happily, there will be no problems."

You don't understand my son, he is more sensible than adults. Tong Wenya remembered Xiao Keji's unusual silence on the way back to the police station from Xiyue House. He really knew everything. If he can play happily, he just wants to send a message so that his mother doesn't worry about him.

"Boss, you have killed all the criminals in one fell swoop this time and wiped out such a large drug criminal group. You will have a reputation. I heard that you may also be awarded first-class merit. You need to know that many people serve as criminal police officers. I have never received such a great credit in my entire life." Yuan Siming knew that Tong Wenya was in a sad mood and wanted to find some topics to comfort her.

"I'm fine, you don't need to say these to make me happy. My father just passed away, what you say, I can't be happy. Siming, you don't care about me, let me be here alone."

"Okay, boss, call me whenever you need it."

"Ok!"

After Yuan Siming left, Tong Wenya fell into deep self-blame. If her father died in the service just for solving the case, she would not be so sad. But the father is not, she killed his father.

It is you, Tong Wenya, you are the nymphomaniac, it is you who want to take the initiative to find the devil. Don't worry if you are shameless, but you killed your father, you really deserve to die! It's a pity that even if you die, you don't have the face to see your father.

The heartache is numb, and the pain is almost unable to breathe.

Chun Yuchen, I hate you, I will never forgive you for the harm you caused to me and my father! If you dare to appear in front of me again, I will kill you!

The operation was over, Song Chengsi's injury was not serious, and he was transferred to the general ward.

"Tong Tong, don't stay with me here. Go and accompany Chief Tong. Tomorrow may be cremated, go and drink some wine with him. I remember your father said that he most wanted someone to drink with him. Unfortunately, I This son-in-law is so useless that he can't have a drink with him at this time."

"Don't be silly, he must be very happy to know you risked your death to save his daughter."

"Well, he knows that you are going to marry me, and he will be happy. Remember what he said before that Cheng Si is a man who lives on, let you get along with me?"

"Remember, of course, I will never forget every word my father said."

"Go and accompany him. I have a card in my pocket. You can help me buy a bottle of Wuliangye for him to drink. When I had no money before, I always thought that I must let my husband-in-law drink Wuliangye every day. , I haven’t bought him a bottle yet. Tongtong, help me and give him a good gift."

Tong Wenya's tears are like broken beads, nodding her head repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I will."

She took Song Chengsi's card, bought a bottle of Wuliangye and two cups, and returned to the police station to let everyone leave. She was alone with her father.

I poured a glass of wine for my father and a glass for myself.

"Dad, drink, this is honored to you by your son-in-law Seung-si. I'm so stupid, Dad, can you forgive me? No, don't forgive me, I can't forgive myself at all. Dad, I will do it first. ."

After speaking, Tong Wenya toasted and drank a glass of wine.

"Dad, take a look. In fact, my daughter can drink too. You said that her daughter is useless. I can drink clearly, but I don’t want me to drink with you. You said that drinking at a girl’s house is not good, dad, you love me. It’s a pity that I don’t feel sorry for you, I’m so unfilial! Even in the last few days, I didn’t accompany you and didn’t even make a phone call. If I knew Director Zheng sent you, I would stop you. But I have nothing. I don’t know, I spend the whole day robbing someone else’s man. I deserve it, Dad, you never forgive me, I am not forgivable. Come, drink!"

Tong Wenya poured another glass of wine and drank again.

She cried for a while, talked for a while, and drank for a while.

"Dad, I'll accompany you to drink up this bottle of wine!" She shook and poured the wine again, but the glass was held by the man's big hand: "Enough!" Chun Yuchen shouted in a deep voice.

"If you want to blame, blame me, what boring wine do you drink?"

Tong Wenya raised her head and looked at him, with sad tears still flashing in her eyes: "It turns out that it is Young Master Chunyu, what are you here for?"

"Isn't it enough to kill my father? Who is next? My fiance? My son? Or me. It's my wish, the aloof Young Master Chunyu, who is not the emperor, but controls the life and death of people like the emperor. What do you say? Here, oh yes, you said that the organization will expel my dad from public office so that he can’t be a policeman. Hehe, that’s too minor for him. But addiction, let him die directly, yes No? In this way, you can bully orphans who have no father or mother even more brazenly, right?"

Chun Yuchen never explained anything to anyone. It was just that he felt so sorry for this woman, so he slowly squatted down, grabbed her hand hard, and said softly: "Listen to me, this matter is indeed my responsibility, but I just It's not my intention to scare you, hurting your father..."