Rose of Heaven

268-270

Her ears seemed to have turned into a cave. The message Li Mingze conveyed was that a typhoon with lightning and thunder was raging inside. In the rushing torrent, Lin Jingmo's eyes flashed with the gloomy atmosphere of Cheng Yaosi yesterday. She

really wanted to go back and hug him. This thought ran through her uncontrollably.

...

The sky was also gray when it lit up.

Cheng Yaosi got off the treadmill and wiped his sweat with a towel. The phone on the table and the visitor's ringtone below rang at the same time. It was

a call from the head of the public relations department. Among his subordinates, he received the least number of urgent calls. It was quite rare so early in the morning. Cheng Yaosi pressed the button and the voice of the aunt at the door came at the same time.

"Mr. Cheng, it's the police!"

Auntie's voice was relatively calm. She had never thought about the trouble her employer would get into. But the head of the public relations department was shocked and said, "Mr. Cheng, a reporter on the Internet broke the news that you are suspected of murder."

Cheng Yaosi paused, threw the towel he used to wipe his sweat on the back of the chair, pressed the air in the direction of Auntie, and signaled her not to open the door first, but Auntie misunderstood him. Seeing that he was talking on the phone, she thought he was asking her to speak more quietly, so she turned around and opened the door.

When Cheng Yaosi wanted to stop him, it was too late. Things were running through his mind quickly, and he asked, "Who murdered?"

At this time, the entrance became lively. Cheng Yaosi was standing there in a sports-style home clothes, looking at the entrance. The person in charge said a few more words: "...your brother, Cheng Yuan."

Brother.

Cheng Yaosi's eyes flashed with disgust. The name Cheng Yuan was given by his mother Yang Hongwei herself. The attitude of the main wife was very high, and the meaning was also very clear. The farther away from my life, the better.

The subsequent development was as she wished. Cheng Yaosi's excellence made Cheng Yuan's existence like the shadow under the sun. No one cared about this person's life or death, but Yang Hongwei cared a lot. When she was alive, she became a nightmare in Cheng Yaosi's childhood.

But Cheng Yuan was so insignificant.

Five policemen came up, and one of them was facing him with a law enforcement recorder.

Cheng Yaosi hung up the phone. In the one minute from hearing the news to the police walking in front of him, he figured out what happened and accurately predicted what was about to happen, so he dialed Lin Jingmo's mobile phone number. A caller interrupted, and it was the private number of the mayor's secretary's office. He picked up the phone

and walked to the side. A young policeman wanted to step forward, but was stopped by another middle-aged man who looked like the leader. Cheng Yaosi walked to the window, and the person on the other side said: "Hello, Mr. Cheng, let me make a long story short. The Internet took the initiative. Everything must follow the procedure. Someone from the Supreme People's Procuratorate will come here in the afternoon." The

purpose of breaking news online is to make a big fuss. After the fuss, everyone will be watching, which compresses the room for operation.

"I understand, but I need to contact my wife." Cheng Yaosi exited the call page. His expression was calmer than the police behind him. He sent a WeChat message to Lin Jingmo, asking her to stay in the hotel and not move. Xie Lin would come to pick her up. He then returned to Xie Lin's page and sent him the hotel address, asking him to go directly to Lin Jingmo and inform him that he was on the phone and it was inconvenient to call her.