C17 A Girl in a Golden House

Zhao Xinyu angrily pounded the sofa. Damn it!

After being angry for a while, she took out her father's notebook and flipped it over.

In the notebook were some of her father's essays. When she flipped to the end, she saw her father's last words.

Other than his reluctance to part with his family and his apology to his wife and daughter, the last words were about the truth of his suicide.

However, even his father did not know who had harmed him.

There was a saying: I learned from my old age that I had offended someone I shouldn't have offended and that I would be punished. However, I really don't know who I had offended.

Zhao Xinyu thought that her father's suicide was really too sudden. It was as if it was decided overnight, so there were a lot of things that no one had time to investigate.

Now, perhaps only the old man in her father's diary knew that it was just a clue.

Old man?

Uncle Yang Nian?

She recognized this uncle. Zhao Xinyu took out her phone and asked her uncle if he could find Yang Youthful.

But her uncle told her, Yang Youthful died of cancer two years ago.

His wife and son also left T City to return to their hometown.

Zhao Xinyu gloomily closed her notebook. It seemed that she still did not have any clues.

But at least she knew that her father's company was framed and went bankrupt. That was why her father could not take the blow and chose to commit suicide.

"Ka."

While Zhao Xinyu was thinking about something, the main door behind her was suddenly opened.

Zhong Tong was still upstairs. Who was it? Zhao Xinyu turned around and looked at the lady who pushed the door open.

"You are..." The lady looked surprised when she saw the woman sitting in the living room.

When did her son hide a girl in the golden house?

But why did this woman look a little familiar?

Zhao Xinyu moved her body and supported herself on the sofa to stand up. She thought that the woman who had the key to this house must be his family.

"Hello, Auntie. I am Zhao Xinyu." Zhao Xinyu greeted her politely.

When Bai Lingwei heard this name, she felt even more familiar. She walked in and closed the door. After examining Zhao Xinyu from head to toe, she noticed the injury on her leg. But her eyes stopped on her face. "You are that movie star. What did you call him?" Bai Lingwei could not remember for a moment. Some time ago, the golden period was her TV series. When she turned on the TV, she was the spokesperson for many of the advertisements.

But why did she feel that her sense of familiarity came from the television?

"It's me. I'm just a child." Looking at the lady in front of her, her temperament was very elegant and noble. Her slightly raised chin showed her arrogance. Her pair of sharp eyes were a little deep and subtle. It could not be seen from her emotions. The first impression she had was that this lady was not easy to get along with.

At this time, Zhong Tong walked out of the study room.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Bai Lingwei looked at Zhao Xinyu and then walked to the other side of the sofa and sat down.

Zhong Tong came down from upstairs and looked at Zhao Xinyu.

Zhao Xinyu tactfully held onto her walking stick and said, "I'll go and get aunty a cup of water."

"Sit down, your legs are broken." His tone was a little disgusted, but his eyes were full of concern.

At that moment, Zhao Xinyu suddenly felt ambiguous.

She smiled unnaturally and quietly sat back on the sofa. She felt that it was unnecessary to stay here, so she got up and wanted to go to the second floor.

"Sit down. Why are you moving around?" Zhong Tong squinted his eyes. He turned around and went to the kitchen to get two glasses of water. One for his mother and the other for her.