There are two things that Fan Taohua can't figure out. First, what is the relationship between the director, Dean Chen, and Ye Xinghe's father? Second, why did Ye Xinghe know about this and why did he not tell it? Third, does his mother know? Woolen cloth?
Most importantly, Song Qingfeng knew all of this, why did he still tell Fan Taohua that he didn't know!
She looked at the director and decided to ask clearly, "You said Ye Xinghe's father how did he die?"
"Okay, it's getting late, director, please." Song Qingfeng interrupted her, the director glanced at him, and had to stand up, "Think about what I said, and I won't bother you."
The director put Fan Taohua's badge on the table and went out.
She is indeed very old, with a faltering back. She has always respected medical workers who persist in going to work at such an age, but who would have thought that this old man was burdened with an unknown murder.
Every time this matter was mentioned, Song Qingfeng would change the topic or not answer. She wanted to ask him clearly, but seeing that Song Qingfeng didn't seem to want her to know about this matter, she didn't ask again.
Song Qingfeng didn't go to work the next day. It didn't matter to him, but work was too important to Fan Taohua. Song Qingfeng, a rich second generation, naturally didn't lack money, but Fan Taohua did. Her last two hundred yuan was given to Lin Ye. Now she is penniless and has trouble eating.
So she put on a shy face and went to the hospital with her badge.
As soon as she arrived at the entrance of the hospital, a red car ran directly towards her. She was so scared that she didn't dare to breathe. Fortunately, the car stopped a few centimeters away from her, and the corners of her clothes almost rubbed against the car.
The car window rolled down slowly, and she saw a woman driving the car with long hair and wearing sunglasses. The woman stuck her head out and took off the sunglasses. Fan Taohua took a look, good guy, isn't this Dean Chen's secretary?
She has always held a grudge against Fan Taohua. She didn't know if it was intentional this time. The secretary looked at Fan Taohua, snorted softly, and said disdainfully, "Oh, poor ghost, good dogs don't get in the way."
Fan Taohua didn't want to argue with her, so she turned around and continued walking, but she chased after him relentlessly and shouted, "The poor toad doesn't even look at himself in the mirror, so you are worthy of Song Qingfeng?"
Her words seriously frustrated Fan Taohua's self-esteem, she turned her head and glared angrily, but the woman was complacent about Fan Taohua's anger, and looked superior, but she was right, Fan Taohua is indeed a poor man Toad is also not good enough for Song Qingfeng. She watched the secretary without saying a word, and when the secretary finished mocking and was about to close the window and drive away, a boy stood between them.
"What other people do has nothing to do with you. Keep your mouth shut and keep a line in your life."
When this voice came, Fan Taohua looked back, it was Ye Xinghe. He was wearing a hat and all in black. The secretary was obviously taken aback when he saw Ye Xinghe, then seemed a little scared, and immediately drove away.
"Thank you." Fan Taohua thanked Ye Xinghe for saving her from the siege. If it wasn't for him, she could only swallow her anger and let the secretary mock her.
Ye Xinghe patted her on the head, "I hate the kind of high-spirited people the most. I just went downstairs to get some air, and I happened to see you. (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com