Song Zhaozhao suddenly raised her eyes to look at Jiang Tan. The next moment, she slowly knelt down. Her voice was full of sincerity and determination, and she said, "Jiang Tan, thank you."
Jiang Tan never wanted to help Song Zhaozhao because of her thanks.
She quickly helped her up and said in an anxious and angry tone: "What are you doing! Zhaozhao, don't do this, get up quickly!"
Song Zhaozhao stood up slowly. She took a deep breath and showed a forced smile to Jiang Tan. She said, "Give me some time, I need to think carefully."
Jiang Tan said yes.
She said: "I will work here in the afternoon. You have to think clearly. I will be with you no matter how you want to deal with it."
The sun sets over the west mountain, and dusk hangs lightly on the sky.
Song Zhaozhao walked up to Jiang Tan as if he had lost his soul.
Her eyes were swollen from crying, her voice was hoarse, and she whispered: "Jiang Tan, I want to tell Zhao Yan's parents about this. Can you go with me?"
Even if Song Zhaozhao didn't say anything, Jiang Tan would accompany her. At the funeral that day, Zhao Yan's parents wanted to blame all the blame on Song Zhaozhao. Now she rashly ran to find him, fearing that something unexpected would happen.
Jiang Tan closed the computer, pondered for a moment, and said, "I'll call Su Yue, and the two of us will go with you."
There are people on the road, and there is always some care.
Before going there, Jiang Tan never thought that Zhao Yan's home address was so remote.
Su Yue drove all night before arriving at the entrance of the remote village.
Jiang Tan helped the sleepy Song Zhaozhao get out of the car. The makeup on her face was a little smudged. Jiang Tan took out a tissue and wiped it for her. He held her shoulders and said in a most serious tone: "Zhaozhao, From now on, you have to cheer up."
Song Zhaozhao's eyes gradually gained focus, and she regained her clarity. She took a slow breath, smiled at Jiang Tan, and said, "Okay."
Zhao Yan's father, Zhao Yong, was pouring water on his feet. Although Zhao Yan was not well-known in the entertainment industry at the beginning, it was an industry with first-rate ability to raise money and he still made a lot of money.
Zhao Yan's family's villa is unusually grand in the entire village.
Zhao Yong saw the three people walking over from a distance, and Song Zhaozhao in the middle easily ignited his anger.
"Song Zhaozhao! Why are you still here!" Zhao Yong said angrily: "Yanyan is dead! Why are you still here now!"
"I" Song Zhaozhao gritted her teeth and said, "Uncle, I have something to tell you."
"I have nothing to say to you! You should leave quickly! My mother-in-law will be angry again when she sees you!"
Zhao Yong said impatiently: "I know what you are going to say. There is nothing to say. Everyone is dead! We living people still have to live a good life!"
Su Yue said nothing the whole way. After all, this was Song Zhaozhao's family matter, and it was hard for her to say anything.
But hearing this, Su Yue was filled with righteous indignation: "What kind of parents are you like? Your daughter worked hard to make money outside, and now she died innocently. You live in a house built with your daughter's hard-earned money, but you treat her... Why don't you listen and don't care about death?"
Jiang Tan heard something in Zhao Yong's words. She looked at Zhao Yong indifferently and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean you know what we are going to say?"
Zhao Yong's face changed, and then he became more and more impatient: "Don't make trouble here! Our place is small, if the three of you make trouble here tomorrow, the whole village will know! It's embarrassing! Since Yanyan is dead , you should calm down and stop worrying us!"
Song Zhaozhao looked at Zhao Yong in astonishment, obviously not believing that Zhao Yong would say such a thing.
"That's your biological daughter!" Song Zhaozhao's voice was hoarse.
Jiang Tan was too lazy to beat around the bush with Zhao Yong. She said coldly: "Zhao Yan's death is the fault of her company and Liang Cheng's fault."
"I dare not say that to Mr. Liang!" Zhao Yong anxiously wanted to step forward and cover Jiang Tan's mouth.
Jiang Tan's expression became even colder. She had tempered her resolute temperament in the workplace these days, but now she was really angry and looked very oppressive: "What? You even know Liang Cheng?"
Zhao Yong finally saw that these three little girls really would not give up until they achieved their goals.
He had no idea, so he could only lower his voice and said: "Do you want to call the whole village here? Is this a very decent thing? Go in! Come in with me and talk slowly!"
Jiang Tan and three other people sat in the hall of the Zhao family.
Not long after, Zhao Yong and his wife Xie Xiuxiu came down.
The two of them first looked at the pale Song Zhaozhao, and then looked at Jiang Tan, who was the calmest among the three.
Xie Xiuxiu was a smart person and did not start a fight with Jiang Tan directly. Instead, she smiled and said, "Are you tired from coming so far?"
Jiang Tan placed the USB flash drive and voice recorder on the table, "These are the evidence of the death of your daughter Zhao Yan. We came here so late at night and all the way, just to ask you two, do you plan to take care of it?"
Xie Xiuxiu's expression changed, and she couldn't think of any decent words for a while.
And Jiang Tan's cell phone rang, it was Zhou Yinghuai's call.
Jiang Tan didn't hide it and took it directly.
"Tan Tan, are you asleep?" Zhou Yinghuai's voice was gentle, and he returned to his indifferent and dignified appearance. The previous loss of control was more like Jiang Tan's delusion.
Jiang Tan's hand holding the phone tightened, and she whispered: "Am I not in Ningcheng now?"
"Where are you?" Zhou Yinghuai paused and guessed: "Are you looking for Zhao Yan's parents?"
"Well, we are at Zhao Yan's house now."
Xie Xiuxiu on the side spoke at the right time and raised her voice: "Girl, is your boyfriend looking for you? Yes, it's already very late. You'd better go back quickly. Don't delay here with me. It's a waste of time!"
Jiang Tan frowned and his eyes became a little cold.
Zhou Yinghuai also heard the woman's words. He pondered for a moment, and then whispered: "Take care of it, pay attention to safety when you go out, and send me your location."
Jiang Tan felt relieved and his eyes became softer, "Okay."
Xie Xiuxiu didn't expect Jiang Tan to hang up the phone so easily. She laughed dryly and said, "Are you Jiang Tan?"
"Yes," Jiang Tan smiled, the smile did not reach his eyes: "Do you know me?"
"People over there have mentioned you to me! I know that your boyfriend has a noble status and is not an ordinary person." Xie Xiuxiu smiled flatteringly: "We, Zhao Yan, know that there are people like you running for her, so death is worth it. "
Jiang Tan finally saw that the couple did not want to investigate the cause of Zhao Yan's death.
Song Zhaozhao also saw it clearly. She took a step ahead of Jiang Tan and said, "Auntie, are you unwilling to find out because you got some benefits?"
