Qiao Muze and Zhuang warmed up for a few days, and they all returned to the place where she and her father walked together. Zhuang’s warmth was a bit sad. She was also trying to find her father’s memory. Imagine if she had forgotten. The important place to go. Joe

Muze’s bodyguards are always there, while at the same time, when they are looking for, a car that is far following is also watching. car

In the Li Da, after a few days of continuous follow-up, he determined that Zhuang warm and Qiao Muze travel, must be to find the book in her father's hand. He unplugged Joe Huiyang's phone. "

what happened? "Qiao Huiyang’s voice came and the voice was tense."

Qiao, Qiao Muze has been traveling with Zhuang for a few days, perhaps because she wants her to find the book she lost. "that

Qiao Huiyang, who was on the side, immediately took a breath and said, "You have given me a tight eye. If you find a book, no matter what the price, you must rob me."

Yes! I am staring, but, Qiao Muze travels with bodyguards, I dare not rely too close, afraid of being discovered. ”

"Li Da, you have to be clear, if Zhuang warmly found the book, it is when we are finished." Qiao Huiyang threatened Lida.

"Yes! I will definitely grab it." Li Da listened and immediately guaranteed. Joe

Huiyang hung up the phone at that end, Li Da secretly wiped a cold sweat, watching a couple of people walking into the warm old house not far away, it was a knife across his chest, ready to cut Into his heart.

Zhuang warm once again returned to the place where my father lived. It has been here for a long time. Even if she does not come here, she is reluctant to sell it. Zhuang warmly opens the door and the furniture inside is full of memories. Joe

Muze looked at the house, the furniture, Zhuang Yanming was the manager's position at the time, but it didn't look too good. His furniture was old.

It is reasonable to say that Zhuang Yanming is not a person who is too short of money! However, when he was a child, he was willing to invest most of his money in Zhuang's warm body. Sending her to an interest class, an exercise class, a piano class, and these invisible money are all investments.

Zhuang warmly stretched her hand and touched a keyboard placed on her small table. It was covered with a layer of gray. She sighed and looked up at the house. Some memories of her childhood were clear and tidal. Joe

Muze stood behind her, her eyes sparkling with a sigh of relief. If it was not for the purpose of finding out the truth, but her parents were fair, he really did not want her to toss like this. It would be enough for him to protect her in this life.

At this moment, Zhuang warmed back to Qiao Muze. "I remember when my father was a child, he bought a safe, as if my mother was very angry."

Qiao Muze immediately attached importance. "Have you seen it?"

Yes, when my dad bought it, I remember my mom said, why did he do this, there is something to be safe, and our family is not rich, my mom thought that my dad would hide what she didn’t know. Something, anyway, it was a quarrel. ”

"So, do you know where your dad's safe is installed?"

Zhuang warmly thought about it and shook his head. "I only know that he bought it, but I didn't see where he installed it." Joe

Muze took a look at the home, his eyes swept through the hidden places, such as behind the TV cabinet, and behind the wardrobe of the room.

Zhuang warmly looked at his eyes, and she immediately blinked. "Is my dad hidden behind these cabinets?"

"Let's find it, maybe we can find it." Qiao Muze said to her, he walked to the side of the TV cabinet and reached out to move it. Zhuang warmed up to help. After moving away, there was no elevator behind the elevator. Two people were here again. Looking for other places in the house, in the end, in the warm and cold room, behind her closet, I found the safe that was kept quiet for seven years. village

Warm and Qiao Muze surprised and excited to look at each other, she did not expect, when did the father install the safe in her room? and

And still behind her closet, must be installed here when she is not at home. "

Why should my dad be here? "Zhuang warms up and some can't figure it out."

Because your father knows that once those people come in, they will definitely search for his room, and your room, those people will not search carefully, according to the minds of ordinary people, no one will put important things in the children's room. . ”

Zhuang warmed nodded, maybe he was right. village

When the warmth was small, the cabinet was not big. A small row of pink cabinets, Zhuang warm and Qiao Muze pushed the cabinet to the side, revealing the unlocking hole of the small safe. This

It’s a password cabinet, Zhuang warm and Qiao Muze are next to it, and Qiao Muze looks at her. “Do you know what numbers your father uses to make passwords?”

I thought about it warmly and shook my head. "Maybe their birthday! I will give it a try."

After the warmth was finished, it was found to be unresponsive and it seemed to be wrong. Joe

Muze thought for a moment, and reached out to press, Zhuang warmly glanced, did he know?

Just after Qiao Muze pressed, he only heard a bang, showing that the lock inside had been unlocked. "

You... how do you know? "Zhuang warmly asked incredulously."

It is the six digits behind your birthday. "Joe Muze looked at her.

Zhuang’s warm heart hurts. What is the importance of her father’s birthday? Joe

Muze knows that Zhuang Yanming loves her very much, so he is very likely to have a lot of passwords, and he will use Zhuang’s warm birthday.

Qiao Muze reached out and unscrewed the door of the safe. I saw that it was not in the big safe. It was a letter, and there was a letter. At the bottom, it was a folder. It should be what they were looking for. Book.

Zhuang warmly picked up the letter first, and she hurriedly opened. When she saw the letter, her eyes were blurred. Looking at the text above, she felt warm and kind. "

Warm, my good daughter, when you saw this letter, maybe I have already had an accident, I know that I am always in danger, but I can't tell you too much, if I am not there, you and Your mother must live well.

I can't take care of you, I am sorry, I hope you don't hate me to do this, Dad can't make you better. The following folder, you handed it to Mr. Qiao Yueyang, the president of Qiao Group. After the delivery, You moved out of a place, lived again, and took care of yourself. ”

This letter caused the warmth of Zhuang to collapse, and she couldn’t help herself with her face. Qiao Muze immediately sat down and took her in her arms. At this time, she saw his father's letter. He could not comfort her. He could only give her a warm hug. The letter on the warm hand of Zhuang was gently taken away by him. After reading this letter, Qiao Muze thought that there would be regrets in the late stage of Zhuang Yan. He arranged everything after him.

It was only in his letter that he did not think that he would eventually leave with him, and his wife, who could only leave her daughter alone to leave. Qiao Muze was distressed and hated the cruelty of Qiao Huiyang. In order to achieve his interests, he forced a happy person to be separated by yin and yang. He even wanted to warm the hands of Zhuang. Such an uncle, even if he let him personally put him in jail, he will not blink, and will not leave any feelings.

He should go there to spend his next generation.

"My dad... My dad didn't say who it is! Who is it? Who harmed them?" Zhuang warming is also very hateful now, hating the murderer who killed his parents.

Qiao Muze reached out and gently stroked her back and comforted. "Warm, you listen to me, I know who he is."

Zhuang warmed up immediately from his arms, shocked and eagerly said, "Do you know who killed the murderer of my parents? Who is it?"

Warm and anxious to look at him, want to know the name of this person immediately. Joe

Muze’s gaze flashed a bit of sadness. “It’s my uncle Joe Huiyang.” Zhuang

She was almost involuntarily left in the arms of Qiao Muze. She took a step back and looked at him incredulously. "Is your uncle? Is it killing my parents? How could it be him? Why?" It's him?"