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Mo Xiyuan kept Chen Luo's words in mind, and sent someone to investigate in Shangrong County for a while, but they couldn't find anything. Xiao Tong's file was wiped clean, as if he had never appeared in Shangrong County Similarly, she checked Xiao Tong's background again, and found that Xiao Tong's background was very clean. He was born and raised in Jiangyu City, his parents died, he grew up in an orphanage, and his school records from elementary school, middle school, and university were very detailed.
This is really wrong. Yu Qinghan met Xiao Tong in Shangrong, which means that even if Xiao Tong is not from Shangrong, he still has the experience of studying in Shangrong. But according to the information sent, apart from going to France for further studies after university, Xiao Tong didn't even go out with Jiang Yu.
There is only one possibility, the traces of Xiao Tong's life in Shangrong were artificially erased. To be able to have such a great ability, except for the Yu family, Mo Xiyuan didn't do what he thought, but she didn't know why the Yu family did this, so she deliberately took out an afternoon to ask Yu Qinghan for clarification.
Yu Qinghan's minor illness has long been cured, but she still wanders around the hospital every day, either staying in her own room, or going to peek at Xiao Tong, and not going anywhere else, not even the bodyguard who has been with her for many years They were all surprised, why did the second miss of the Yu family really change her gender? When did you see her so self-cultivating?
Mo Xiyuan pushed two meetings in the afternoon and a charity dinner in the evening, and finally spared a few hours to go to the Second Court to ask Yu Qinghan for clarification with the investigation records sent by his subordinates. When she arrived at Yu Qinghan's ward, Yu Qinghan was writing.
Yu Qinghan has been naughty since she was a child, and she always has a three-minute enthusiasm for everything she does. She has no long-term temperament. She was only four years old that year. She watched Mo Xiyuan and Yu Qingming learn calligraphy, and no one played with her. She was bored, so she followed suit. , Unfortunately, she couldn't sit still, and she always learned intermittently, but she was smart and had a high level of comprehension. She wrote the thousand-character text for half a month, and she hadn't finished writing the words, but she memorized the book seven or eight times. The teachers all praised, saying that it is rare to see such a smart child as Miss Yu Er. It's a pity that her cleverness was not used in the right place, she became "injured Zhongyong", she didn't read the book well, and she didn't practice her handwriting. Mo Xiyuan glanced at the picture, and it looked like that. The brush strokes were very chic and elegant, and the actual body and spirit were scattered, just to bluff the laymen who haven't started yet.
But Yu Qinghan herself was so focused on writing that she didn't even notice the sweat dripping from her forehead. The tea on her table was already cold. Mo Xiyuan poured the cup of residual tea and gave it to her Changed the water, put it on the table, and said with a smile, "It's rare to see you being so serious."
Yu Qinghan's right hand paused slightly, the ink stains on the rice paper quickly fainted, and this piece of writing was considered ruined, she was writing for fun, but she didn't care much, put down the pen, picked up the towel on the shelf next to it and wiped it. After wiping off his sweat, he was indeed thirsty. He picked up the teacup, and drank Mo Xiyuan's white water with his neck up, before saying, "Sister Xiyuan? Are you busy?"
"I can't come to see you if I have nothing to do?"
"I heard from my brother that Uncle Mo will officially retire next year. At that time, all the burden of the Mo family will be on your shoulders. How can you still have time to come and see me at this time? There must be something wrong."
"You are much smarter now than before." Mo Xiyuan smiled and tapped the broken handwriting on the table with her fingertips, teasing her, "I didn't know how to work hard when I was young, but now I regret it? Look at your handwriting." Mr. Fang knows how to write it, and he must be so angry that he will come back to life."
"It's not too late to start practicing now." In order to write, Yu Qinghan asked someone to move out the extra stools, tables and chairs in the room. Mo Xi had nowhere to sit, so she moved a chair from the balcony. Put it on the opposite side of the desk and let Mo Xiyuan sit down, "Sister Xiyuan, if you have something to say, just speak up and beat around the bush to waste time."
"Are you afraid of wasting time when you're idle?" Mo Xiyuan made fun of her again, and then she put on a serious look, personally collected the pen and paper for Yu Qinghan, put the folder she brought on the table, and pushed it to Yu Qinghan. In front of Qinghan.
"What is this?" Yu Qinghan took it in doubt, opened it, and only read the first page, her eyes darkened, she closed the folder with a bang, threw it on the table, her face darkened, "You are investigating Xiao Tong ?¡±
Mo Xiyuan's smile remained unchanged, and he said slowly: "Xiaohan, I remember you told me that you met Xiao Tong in Shangrong County, so can you explain to me what is going on with this document?"
Yu Qinghan said with a straight face: "What's going on? I don't know what you're talking about."
"It's okay if I don't know. I'll break it up and break it up and tell you sentence by sentence." Mo Xiyuan opened the folder, looked at the materials and read: "Xiao Tong, female, 30 years old, from Jiangyu City, parents unknown , was abandoned in Jiangyu City Sunshine Children Welfare Institute in 199x"
"Enough!" Yu Qinghan slapped the table and shouted, "What does Xiao Tong's matter have to do with you? Why are you investigating her?"
"I just. Jing Xing was afraid that if he looked at Xiao Tong one more time, he would not be able to control his tears.
When Xiao Tong said this, it happened that Mo Xiyuan was standing outside the door and was about to knock on the door. Hearing this, he forgot to knock with two bent fingers. Mo Xiyuan thought of his sister.
She had never met her sister, and she hadn't even heard her mother talk about it when she was a child. Later, her mother fell ill and missed her little daughter every day, so she told Mo Xiyuan about it.
Her younger sister is only one year younger than her, and she is about the same age as Xiao Tong after counting her age. Now she can't even find out where she is, whether she is dead or alive.
Mo Xiyuan thought, is it because when his sister was a child, watching Tutu with big ears, she also wished that her parents were fictional characters in the animation? Since I was a child, I have no worries about food and clothing, but her sister is so young, and she is alone outside. Does anyone love her?
Mo Xiyuan thought about these things over and over for many years by herself, and now she felt emotional, as if Xiao Tong was her sister, and couldn't help but feel worried for her.
"Oh, miss, why didn't you tell me in advance when you came here!" Aunt Liu went to make soup for Xiao Tong, and when she saw Mo Xiyuan at the door, she stepped forward to greet him from a distance.
"I'm here to do something, so I'll stop by and have a look."
"Go in, let's go in, Xiao Tong and Jing Xing are here, just in time, you young people can chat together, my old lady can't chat with you." After she finished speaking, she realized something, and said: " Miss, it's the two ladies who asked me to just call them by their names, so you won't punish me, will you?"
"Aunt Liu, what are you talking about? How could it be?" Mo Xiyuan smiled, and walked into the ward with Aunt Liu.
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