The sun is like blood.

Zhan Yan stood in the evening light, leaned against the window, looked at the back of Fu Beichen leaving downstairs, and suddenly pressed the position of his heart. It turned out that there was no pain here, and there was no original palpitation.

Her love is finally dead.

Half an hour after they left, the housekeeper came up.

"Miss, Mr. Chen is here, waiting for you below!"

"Fu Beichen, have they all gone?" Zhan Yan asked faintly.

"It's all gone, Mr. Su. I told him to go, too!"

Zhan Yan smiled and went down with the housekeeper.

The mourning hall downstairs is still a snow-white, sad color.

In the side hall of the hall, there was a man sitting.

"Uncle Chen, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting!" Zhan Yan smiled and looked at Uncle Chen standing up. He motioned that he was welcome. "Uncle Chen, don't be polite. Just sit down at will!" then she looked at the housekeeper next to her, "housekeeper, go and make two cups of tea!"

Until the shadow disappeared, Zhan Yan looked up at Uncle Chen and said, "how's Uncle Chen's divorce?"

"Don't worry, miss. This matter is already being handled. As long as president Fu signs it, it can take effect immediately. But now there is even worse news to tell you!" Uncle Chen frowned at the pale and colorless woman in front of him.

"What's the matter?" Zhan Yan frowned slightly, and his pale face looked more pale.

"The young master is gone!"

For a moment, everything in zhanyan collapsed, and her whole world collapsed.

His eyes were empty and there was a dead silence inside.

It seemed a long time before she found her voice. She whispered, "Uncle Chen, you lied to me, didn't you? Brother, why did he disappear?"

Uncle Chen couldn't bear to see her like this, but he still had to make things clear, "I went to pick up the young master this afternoon. The police said that the young master had left ahead of time. I thought the young master came back, but when I came, I knew that the young master didn't come back. Coupled with the death of the old chairman, I didn't dare to disturb you. I called the police to look for it. I didn't find it all afternoon. Looking at the monitoring, I only knew that the young master had left the police station and turned into Huaihai Road and disappeared!"

Zhan Yan pinched her hands tightly, and her nails were embedded in the palm of her hand. Her heart was like a knife twist, which almost suffocated her. The whole person kept falling, as if she was going to fall into the abyss.

Grandpa is dead. If her brother doesn't have any more, what does she have left?

She has nothing!

"Uncle Chen, please help me. You must find my brother, okay? Please!"

Uncle Chen looked at Zhan Yan's pale face and nodded heavily.

At this time, Zhan Yan's mobile phone suddenly rang. She looked at the number and picked it up. Before she spoke, the other end said, "is it Zhan Jing's sister Zhan Yan?"

"I am. Who are you, please?"

"I'm a policeman. I'm sorry to inform you that we have been looking for Mr. Zhan's whereabouts since we received Mr. Chen's alarm this afternoon. Until this afternoon, we received an alarm that a corpse was found by the sea. The corpse has been swollen and its face has changed. It's just that we look like Mr. Zhan in body and clothes!"

No, she doesn't believe it. She doesn't believe it at all——

Why did god treat her so cruelly?

Want her to lose everything overnight?

Zhan Yan's phone slipped from her hand——

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