Rivalry of Rebirth

"Going out now? It's still raining outside, let me go with you."

The tall man looked out the window, stood up and walked towards the door.

Hao Wenjuan shook the umbrella in his hand, smiled slightly, "I'm carrying an umbrella, it's fine, you have to pick up Mengmeng later."

The man could only nod his head, "Be careful on the road, Mengmeng and I are waiting for you at home."

"Got it." Hao Wenjuan opened the big vinyl umbrella and stepped on high heels into the rain, backed the car out of the garage, and drove towards the destination.

The closer you are to the destination, the fewer people there are. Follow the instructions to park the car, and Hao Wenjuan sits on the seat and opens the makeup mirror to sort out his image.

In the small mirror, fine lines appeared in the corners of the eyes with light makeup. Hao Wenjuan straightened his hair and drove off.

The cemetery is as quiet as ever. The smooth and white tombstones on both sides are well taken care of. Some of the tombstones have flowers in front of them, while others are always empty.

She comes here on this day every year, and she can remember the winding paths after walking a lot.

Walking along a row of tombstones, Hao Wenjuan stopped in front of a white tombstone, and put the bouquet he bought when he came in in front of it.

Standing in front of the tombstone, Hao Wenjuan looked at the cheerful smiling face of the young girl above, her brows and eyes slightly stretched, full of nostalgia and melancholy.

"It's been another year, long time no see, Little Meng."

Hao Wenjuan took out a tissue and wiped the black-and-white photo with water droplets, from the slightly curly hair to the white teeth, and wiped it carefully.

"Recently, I have often dreamed about how you looked when you were a child. Maybe you are old. Only you are still so young."

"A few days ago, I sorted out the photos and found out the previous social association activities. You were in several of them. You were the most active at that time."

"Today Mengmeng went to a performance. She likes to make a lot of noise. Last time I didn't pay attention, she made a mess in the closet. It would be great if I was as obedient as you were when you were a child."

Hao Wenjuan chattered homely with her, from anecdotes about his daughter to troubles at work, and finally always returning to memories of the past.

"I always thought that you would be a vigorous old lady until you were old, full of energy, and we could go to the square dance together. When I retire in more than ten years, I guess I have to dance alone."

"In a blink of an eye, you have been gone for almost 20 years. Time flies so fast. Sister Yilan and Sister Tong are doing well, and Yixing is developing better and better. They adopted a child last year. I Look, it looks like you when you smile..."

"I always wondered, if I had promised you at that time, would you not have gone abroad?"

"Or at least if you didn't get on that plane, wouldn't it..."

Having said this, Hao Wenjuan's voice choked up, her eyes turned red and sour, and she quickly wiped the corners of her eyes with a tissue.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, I don't know how you are doing down here, I brought you some snacks you like, I put them here, remember to eat..."

Hao Wenjuan stopped slowly while talking, wiped the corners of his eyes, "I almost have to go back, I will come to see you next year, if you want to eat, just drag me a dream."

She tidied up her small bag, stood up, and glanced at the tombstone next to Fang Yining. She was also a young girl, very pretty.

Hao Wenjuan stood up and only caught a glimpse of the word Tang, and sighed in his heart, they are all poor children.

She didn't look carefully, and walked back along the way she came with her bag.

After getting in the car, the door was closed, and the car became quiet again. Hao Wenjuan sighed softly, turned on the car radio, adjusted a random station, and started the car.

It happened to be a financial channel, and Hao Wenjuan listened casually.

"Yesterday, Anshi Company was exposed that several senior executives were involved in several securities and accounting frauds. The relevant person in charge has been detained. The incident is under investigation. If it is confirmed, Anshi Company will face the crisis of bankruptcy."

Hao Wenjuan raised her eyebrows slightly. An Ruyun, who was in the same class as her, was Anshi's eldest lady, and now Anshi's president. When she graduated, many people were dug over. , I don’t know how many hozens will be crushed.

Such a thought flashed through her mind, but she quickly put it behind her, but it was all her own doing.

……

"An Ruyun, do you know the person in the photo?"

In a dark room, An Ruyun's hands were handcuffed, and she couldn't raise her eyes because of a white incandescent lamp.

An Ruyun looked up at the photo listlessly, her body trembled, her pupils dilated slightly, and she repeated tremblingly.

"I do not know her."

At this time, she has long lost the elegance and dignity she had when she was in the company. With her messy hair and dazed expression, she looks more like a lunatic than the president of a big company.

The police officer on the opposite side read coldly: "The name of the deceased is Yuetang. He died 12 years ago. Before his death, he was introduced by you to An Shi to take office. He died in a car accident shortly after he resigned. Do you remember now? "

An Ruyun's hands were trembling, "It's none of my business, she was killed by accident, it's been so long, how could I remember?"

The police officer opened the file next to him and read: "According to a new piece of information provided by an insider some time ago, the deceased was murdered by you."

He pressed the play button, and the somewhat blurred pictures captured by the car recorder were played slowly. From the half-obscured picture by the wall, the movement of a woman pushing another person out was completely recorded.

"It's not me! It's not me! This is fake! Brother Cheng said it has nothing to do with me!"

After seeing the video, An Ruyun suddenly collapsed, yelling indiscriminately, wanting to jump up from the chair in excitement.

"Brother Cheng? Cheng Dingkun?"

A gleam of light flashed across the police officer's eyes, and he recorded this clue.

Outside the interrogation room, the middle-aged man who provided the video frequently took out a tissue to wipe the sweat from his reflective head.

"What a coincidence, I didn't notice it either, I didn't expect my son and the others to see this while playing with the previous recorder."

"Thank you very much for providing clues..."

Coming out of the police station, the bald middle-aged man let out a long breath, looked around carefully, and made a call.

"Brother Jun, yes, it was me, the matter was settled, um, it was given..."

Cheng Jun hung up the phone and took a sip of his wine with a smile on his face. After planning for so long, he finally delivered them a fatal blow. They have to enjoy it...