lcionline Chapter 1270 Yun Rui's Devotion: Confinement Nanny
Chapter 1270 Yun Rui's Devotion: Confinement Nanny
The twilight dyed the benches in the central park amber. The moment Yang Xiaotang's fingertips stroked the diary, Qi Ruixiang's shadow on the ground was stretched by the setting sun, like a winding scar.
The wind swept across the lake, picking up the strands of hair by her ears, but it couldn't blow away the shock that was surging in her eyes.
"These are the only two relics my mother left me. Thanks to Gu Yunqian for helping me find this thought!" Qi Ruixiang's voice mixed with the laughter of children in the distance, but it seemed particularly lonely.
He took off his gold-rimmed glasses, revealing the fine lines at the corners of his eyes. "My father doesn't want me, and my mother can't raise me. Do you think I should ask for an answer and reconcile with myself?" With trembling hands he pried open the gap in the pendant, and the moonlight fell on the broken pearl, emitting a cold white light.
Yang Xiaotang's Adam's apple moved, and he thought of the locked diary in his father's study, and his evasive eyes every time he asked about the past.
At the same time, Yang Bin took something out of the file bag. It was a yellowed diary. He opened the diary and a photo slipped out from between the yellowed pages. Qi Zhifang, wearing a floral dress, squatted at the entrance of the kindergarten. The little boy in her arms had the same eyebrows and eyes as Qi Ruixiang. The albizzia flowers behind them fell on their shoulders...
"I'm just a pet doctor. No matter how close you get to me, you won't get what you want. People know that I can't convince my father!" Yang Xiaotang calmed himself down and quickly suppressed his compassion!
"I just want to tell you that I'm not a bad person. It shouldn't be difficult for you, who almost lost your mother, to understand me a little more!"
Qi Ruixiang's tone remained calm. As an outsider, he should not need to remind Yang Xiaotang how Yang Bin worried about his wife's medical expenses!
Qi Ruixiang suddenly came closer, and the smell of cedar perfume mixed with tobacco hit his face. "Gu Yunqian didn't want to interfere in my affairs, but he didn't stop me from investigating. You are so smart, do I need to say more?"
A red carp suddenly jumped out of the lake, and the splashing water startled Yang Xiaotang.
Reason told her that she should withdraw immediately, and her father's warning was still ringing in her ears;
But her sensibility drove her to stay and think, the handwriting covered with years spread out in the twilight: "What do you need me to do? Help you steal documents from the police station?" As she spoke, Yang Xiaotang lowered her eyes, her tone rising and her words full of emotion.
"How is that possible?" Qi Ruixiang chuckled and continued, "I just want to know why your father is so reluctant to mention my mother's case? Unless there is a hidden story..."
The fluorescent tubes in the police station's duty room were crackling. Yang Bin stroked the cracked leather armchair. More than 30 years had polished the edges to a shine, but could not erase the calluses on his palms.
The corners of the certificates of honor hanging crookedly on the wall were curled up like dead leaves. The yellow-edged "Advanced Individual" certificate at the top, with the date 1998, had long been stained by ink, like a solidified scar.
When the wooden box at the bottom of the metal cabinet was opened, the smell of mothballs mixed with stale musty smell hit me in the face.
In the photo frame, Qi Zhifang was wearing a light blue dress, and Yan Wanqing in her arms was grabbing her falling hair and giggling. The sunlight shone through the sycamore leaves and shattered into gold foil on their bodies.
Yang Bin used his fingertips to wipe away the dust on the glass, but he could not wipe away the memory of that rainy night - Qi Zhifang rushed into the police station soaking wet, with only half of her pearl hairpin left, and Yan Wanqing in his arms was wiping her nose on her police uniform and hiccuping from crying.
"They want to take Wanqing to America!" Qi Zhifang dug her nails into his forearm. "Yan Taifeng said I'm crazy, but I'm her mother!"
At that time, Yang Bin was just a small police officer who followed the old captain to run errands, and the epaulettes on his police uniform were not even warm yet.
He remembered the crystal chandelier in the office of Taifeng Group, which was so bright that it was blinding. A group of lawyers in suits stood behind Yan Taifeng, and Qi Zhifang was pressed on the Persian carpet with wine stains in her hair.
"She is mentally ill. A confinement nanny actually thought my daughter was her own!" Yan Taifeng's crocodile leather shoes rolled over the back of Qi Zhifang's hand. "Uncle police, do you know what to do in this situation?" Yang Bin stared at the dark patterns on Yan Taifeng's custom-made suit, and his throat tightened.
The tip of the old captain's leather shoe gently touched his heel, and he mechanically took out the handcuffs.
Yan Wanqing's heart-wrenching cries mixed with Qi Zhifang's screams carved a permanent hole in his eardrum.
When the iron door of the archive room was pushed open, rust fell off. Yang Bin held an old-fashioned lantern and watched the mice running among the moldy files.
The metal cabinet marked "Confidential" was covered with dust half an inch thick. He trembled as he opened the report on Qi Zhifang's disappearance. The reason for closing the case, "Mental Disorder," was written in strangely neat handwriting. But in the photos taken at the scene, the rattle in the baby's room was still shaking gently, and half of a family photo was pressed under Yan Wanqing's milk teeth box on the dressing table.
He remembered the diary he found in Qi Zhifang's apartment that year, but it was confiscated by the old captain as soon as he opened it.
The words "To my little sun" were written in beautiful handwriting on the title page, but when he went to the archives room the next day, all the files about Qi Zhifang became something that a young policeman like him could not touch.
At that time, he chased the old captain to ask for an explanation, but was scolded: "Xiao Yang, there are some doors you can't knock on!"
The rain had started to fall without anyone noticing, tapping on the iron window of the duty room. Yang Bin took out an empty cigarette box and crushed it, thinking back to the year his wife had chemotherapy, when the hospital's payment notices came flying in like snowflakes.
When he was squatting in the alley behind the police station and in the corridor of the hospital eating cold steamed buns, the Gu family extended an olive branch to him.
Qi Zhifang's case had always been a thorn in his heart, and the burden of life had also made him breathless. Gu Mingcheng appeared at the right time. He was his benefactor, not only did he lighten the burden of life, but he also gave him power that he had never dared to think of before...
From then on, the Gu family was always in his police uniform pocket, and he approved promotion reports faster than anyone else, but he didn't know that the other bloodline left by Qi Zhifang had unknowingly infiltrated him.
In the dim light of the study lamp, Yang Bin opened the diary deep in the safe.
The handwriting on November 1998, 11 was blurred by water stains: "Yan Taifeng's thugs said Qi Zhifang was a confinement nanny, but I saw her with my own eyes the night Wanqing had a fever..." The following words completely disappeared in the years.
The phone screen suddenly lit up, and Lin Junze's message stung his eyes: "Mr. Gu reminds you that some secrets should remain dormant forever."
He clenched his fists and pounded on the desk. In the photo frame that fell off, Qi Zhifang's smile was still gentle.
The rain outside the window was getting heavier. Yang Bin looked at the photo of Yang Xiaotang in police uniform on the bookshelf, and his throat felt bitter...
"If you give birth to another son, I will give you a house and another five million." Yan Taifeng's promise was tempting. Qi Zhifang looked down at Yan Wanqing in his arms, gritted her teeth and agreed.
However, beneath the calm surface, there are undercurrents.
She thought that the second child would still be conceived through a test tube, but she didn't expect that the man in front of her had been coveting her for a long time!
"Mr. Yan, please don't be like this!" Qi Zhifang's plea was swallowed up by the sobbing thunderstorm outside the window, but she didn't know that her refusal made the man in front of her more and more excited!
"You're already a mother, why are you so shy? Don't you want to have a taste of me?"
"What if my wife finds out about you? I..."
"Why are you pretending? I'm telling you, as long as you follow me obediently, the money and power in this family will all be ours!"