I became beautiful by eating melons

Chapter 728 Tang Panxia's Observation

"Aunt?"

As the jeep turned into the alley, Ye Rou caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

Tang Panxia walked in the shadow of the brick wall, her back slightly hunched, as if she had suffered a blow. She walked unsteadily, as if she was about to faint at any time.

Ye Rou asked Wang Honghong to stop the car, opened the door and caught up with the man.

"Aunt, what's wrong with you?"

Tang Panxia turned around when she heard this, her face as pale as paper. When she saw Ye Rou, she reacted for a moment before forcing out a smile and said, "Xiao Rou, are you done with get out of class?"

Ye Rou nodded: "Aunt, are you feeling unwell? Let me feel your pulse."

As she spoke, she reached out to take his pulse.

Tang Panxia gently held Ye Rou's hand and said with a smile, "I'm fine. It's just that the sun was too hot and I squatted for too long. I feel a little dizzy. I'll be fine after a while."

Ye Rou didn't believe it at all, but seeing that her aunt refused to say anything, she didn't ask any more questions, but just said, "Aunt, take the bus back."

"Okay." Tang Panxia smiled gently.

Speechless all the way.

After getting off the car, Ye Rou was still a little worried about her aunt and wanted to chat with her: "Aunt, we haven't talked for a long time..."

The mute woman came out hurriedly and gestured: Young Master Jiang called.

Ye Rou looked at the mute woman, then at Tang Panxia, ​​with an embarrassed expression.

Tang Panxia breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative to say, "Okay, Xiaorou, I'm really fine. Go answer the phone. Jiang Chen will get anxious if you wait too long."

Hearing her say this, Ye Rou hesitated for a moment, but still followed the mute woman.

Tang Panxia watched her back disappear around the corner, and the smile on her face disappeared.

She returned to the west courtyard with heavy steps.

In the small courtyard, under the shade of a jujube tree, Song Zhishu was lying on a bamboo chair, with a tape recorder on the stone table beside him, singing an opera.

She swayed, closed her eyes, groped for a handful of preserved fruits on the stone table, and ate them one by one, feeling extremely satisfied.

Tang Panxia sat down on the gray cylindrical stone bench.

Song Zhishu didn't open his eyes, but he knew she was here: "Have you been to see it?"

Tang Panxia clenched her hands immediately and her breathing became a little disordered when she thought of what she had seen.

"Zhao Quan pretended to be my father and took over my family's property. He seemed to be afraid of being exposed, so he kept a low profile."

Song Zhishu frowned and asked in confusion, "Didn't any of your father's friends notice anything wrong?"

"He had been with my father for twenty years and was very familiar with him. He also grew a beard and told others that he had a serious illness and had lost a lot of weight. Not many people doubted him."

"And..." Tang Panxia paused before saying:

"Ji Chunming said that my father fell seriously ill after learning that I was missing, and he seemed to have been recuperating ever since, and his contact with the Ji family was not as close as before.

"I suspect my father might have been killed by then."

When Tang Panxia said this, her voice was tearful and she was filled with extreme hatred.

"I have been asking around and finding out some things these days."

"Zhao Quan is not good at business, and his son is addicted to gambling. With the help of selling the Tang family's property, their family is not in financial difficulty, but..."

Song Zhishu asked, "You think it's wrong?"

Tang Panxia nodded: "Zhao Quan is a very cautious person. Logically, he shouldn't return to China. Even if he does, he will never come to Beijing."

"My father has many friends in Beijing. Even though he keeps a low profile, some of his old friends heard the news and wanted to visit him. Although they were all rejected by Zhao Quan's son in the name of recuperation, they couldn't keep it secret for long."

"Why would he come back? He must have other intentions to risk being exposed and return to Beijing."

Song Zhishu looked up at her.

Tang Panxia threw away her usual elegant cheongsam look.

She was dressed very simply today, in a grey shirt, black trousers, her hair tied into a pigtail, and her face painted darker. She must have been afraid of attracting attention, so she dressed in a low-key manner.

But strangely, he became more energetic unexpectedly.

Song Zhishu looked carefully and found that it was an eye.

In the past, Tang Panxia was dressed exquisitely, but her eyes were always covered with misty sorrow.

Her eyes are particularly bright today.

When your eyes are bright, you feel energetic.

Song Zhishu thought this was not a bad thing, but he was afraid that Tang Panxia would lose her composure in her eagerness for revenge, so he reminded her again: "The fox's tail will always be exposed. They are in the light, and you are in the dark. There is still a long way to go."

Tang Panxia nodded, calming her heart which was beating extremely violently due to hatred, and said solemnly:

"I know. I will be careful."

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Ye Rou picked up the microphone and heard the faint sound of breathing. Suddenly, her heart beat faster.

"Jiang Chen."

The man on the other end of the phone said in a low and magnetic voice: "Is get out of class over?"

"Yes." Ye Rou took the initiative to report the day's schedule: "In short, thanks to my efforts, the two associations finally shook hands and merged into one."

The end of her voice rose, with a hint of pride.

Jiang Chen couldn't see the person, but just by listening to the voice, he could imagine what Ye Rou looked like at the moment.

She must be lazily leaning in the chair, holding the receiver, with a smile on her fair face, her delicate eyes raised proudly, her red lips slightly pouting, and the three words "Praise me quickly" written on her face.

"Amazing."

The man's voice was indulgent and tender as it brushed past Ye Rou's earlobe, making her body soften.

She walked around the telephone line, where no one could see, her ears red, and whispered:

"Jiang Chen, I miss you."

Even though she had just seen him last night, she still missed him.

Jiang Chen's eyes suddenly deepened, and he coaxed, "Good boy, say it again, I didn't hear it clearly."

"You're lying." Ye Rou refused to say anything more and asked him, "How long will it take to take the train?"

Seeing that he had failed to deceive anyone, Jiang Chen felt a little regretful and replied, "One day and one night."

"It will take so long."

Ye Rou came to Beijing by train, which was very shaky and uncomfortable.

Afraid that Jiang Chen would find it troublesome and just eat a few bites casually, Ye Rou reminded him: "You have to eat well, I'll ask Grandpa Wang to watch over you..."

Before he could finish his words, a strange woman's voice suddenly rang out from the other end of the line:

"Jiang Chen, the train is about to leave!"