[Crossing] It's not easy to be a rich boy

Xia Yanxin was completely confused, what was his third uncle Xia Qingbin doing?

Xia Yanxin didn't make a sound, and Xia Qingbin didn't notice Xia Yanxin's arrival because he was too focused.

After Xia Qingbin finished kissing, he stroked the photo lightly, his eyes focused and gentle.For some reason, Xia Yanxin actually felt that this figure was very lonely.

When Xia Qingbin turned his head, Xia Yanxin was standing awkwardly.

Even the cunning Xia Qingbin couldn't keep his composure at this moment, he asked in a daze, "Yan... Yan Xin, when did you come?"

Xia Yanxin calmed down and said, "I've been here for more than ten minutes."

"you saw it?"

Xia Yanxin nodded and said nothing.

Xia Qingbin said: "Then can you pretend that you didn't see it? Don't worry, I never disturbed your father when he was alive."

Xia Yanxin still nodded.

Xia Qingbin felt that his old face was a little burning, he really did not expect that his feelings would be discovered by Xia Yanxin.

"Yan Xin, I..."

"Third Uncle, I just want to ask you something." Xia Yanxin felt his voice was a little dry, "I just want to ask you, was the death of my parents really an accident?"

Xia Qingbin's pupils shrank suddenly, Xia Yanxin saw his reaction, the answer was too obvious.

"It's not an accident, is it?"

The air seemed to be stagnant, Xia Yanxin didn't want to stay any longer, since Xia Qingbin didn't want to say anything, and he didn't want to force him, he would find out by himself.

Xia Yanxin turned around and was about to leave, but Xia Qingbin stopped him just as he turned around.

"Yan Xin, wait a minute."

Xia Yanxin turned her head and looked at Xia Qingbin.

Xia Qingbin took a deep breath and said, "Yan Xin, don't investigate anymore, okay? Even if you know about this, it can't change the fact that your parents are dead."

"and?"

"Besides, your dad also said he wouldn't let you check it, didn't he?"

Xia Yanxin reacted for a long time and still didn't understand what Xia Qingbin meant. His father died, so why didn't he let him investigate?

Could it be?Could it be that his father told him before he died?

"Didn't your father tell you before the accident?"

Xia Yanxin really wanted to sneer, and so did his father, did he have a premonition before he died?Ridiculous, just like Xia Ping, she wrote a will before she died.

"My brain was injured, I forgot." Xia Yanxin's voice was cold and harsh.

Xia Qingbin raised his head and glanced at Xia Yanxin in front of him. There was no smile or expression on his face, as if the Xia Yanxin who had always been smiling had never existed, and only the indifferent Xia Yanxin in front of him existed.

"Yan Xin, oh..." Xia Qingbin hesitated and continued, "I beg you, don't investigate your parents' affairs."

Xia Yanxin smiled, but the crisp voice made Xia Qingbin feel a little eerie.

"I refuse," Xia Yanxin said word by word, "Third Uncle, I refuse, I will investigate to the end."

Xia Yanxin left without leaving any room for Xia Qingbin.

Xia Qingbin actually guessed that Xia Yanxin would say that, but he still wanted to make one last effort.

Xia Yanxin had already started the investigation into the death of his parents, but all the clues he found pointed to Xia Qingli, but now Xia Yanxin felt that there were still many people he wanted to investigate.

But Xia Yanxin swore secretly that he must find out who caused the car accident of his parents.

Things became more and more confusing, Xia Yanxin felt a little tired, so he went to find Xia Yu at noon.

It happened to be noon, so Xia Yanxin had a meal with Xia Yu by the way.

Xia Yu asked the assistant to simply order a pizza and deliver it. Xia Yanxin said while eating, "Second Sister, tell me about our parents."

Xia Yu also picked up a piece of pizza and took a bite. Xia Yu said, "Why did you remember asking your parents? You really don't remember anything?"

Xia Yanxin's mouth was full of pizza, and he said inarticulately: "I can't remember everything. Today I went to my father's old house and walked around, and then I wanted to know what kind of people they were."

"They are the best parents in the world," Xia Yu said after taking another bite of pizza, "Our mother has a very good temper, I have never seen her angry, and my other mothers like books very much, and there is a whole room in the house full of her book."

"Where's our dad?"

"Our dad is also, always smiling, similar to you, but our dad doesn't have your bad intentions."

"hey-hey."

"Don't hey, what I said is true, but you are fine now."

"Well, I think so too," Xia Yanxin said with a smile, "Don't talk about me, just talk about our dad."

Xia Yu stopped eating after eating two pieces of pizza, wiped her hands, and then said: "Our dad is always smiling, but he doesn't like to talk very much. At that time, our grandpa liked our dad the most, and he always liked everything Come to discuss with my dad. My dad also likes to read books. He likes to stay in the study when he is free. My dad's calligraphy is very good. Don’t study it because it’s too boring.”

Xia Yanxin stayed with Xia Yu for two hours and learned more about his father Xia Qingyi and mother Liu Xi.

Xia Yu had to go to work in the afternoon, so Xia Yanxin left.

What Xia Yanxin didn't expect was that there was a car waiting for him as soon as he left the house.

Not feeling murderous, Xia Yanxin got into the car calmly. Since someone was looking for him, there must be something wrong. As for what it is, you will know it when you see that person.

Xia Yanxin thought so, but what he didn't expect was that the person who drove to pick him up had no killing intent, but the person waiting for him was full of killing intent.

Xia Yanxin thinks it's ridiculous, the world we live in now is a society ruled by law, but even so, all kinds of filth and filth can still be seen everywhere.

The higher you climb, the more nasty things you encounter or do.

Glancing coldly at the room in front of him, Xia Yanxin asked the person behind him with a smile, "I can at least know who is behind you, right?"

The man left without saying a word. His task was to pick up Xia Yanxin, and he was not responsible for anything else.

The door was locked, leaving Xia Yanxin and six muscular men in the room.

Xia Yansong looked around and confirmed that this was a building that hadn't been delivered yet. There were even confiscated decoration tools scattered in the corner.

Xia Yanxin knew that he couldn't hide, so he said: "Don't use a gun, one against six, if I can defeat you, then let me go this time, how about it?"

The six men on the opposite side didn't speak, they were all silent, but Xia Yanxin knew that they were actually waiting for news.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, a cheerful "fight him" sounded from the man's earphones.

All six of them took out their guns, put them together, and looked at Xia Yanxin in unison.

Xia Yanxin made a move of the Devil's Cult, and hooked his index finger: "Come on, don't cry even if it hurts."

The author has something to say: Sorry, this chapter is still a bit short