The Ace Producer - Chapter 45

When the unexpected situation happened, Ye Zhen imagined Rong Chengjue’s possible reaction, including questioning her relationship with Ah Ying;

Or simply, without saying a word, turn around and leave.

No matter what it is, Ye Zhen is mentally prepared to not explain, even if there is a misunderstanding, she will not explain.

Not only because of the evidence in her hands and in the room, but also because she didn’t want Rong Chengjuan to wait until the day when the truth came out, making her even more sad.

However, Rong Chengjuan was probably sincerely about to become an accident in her life. He neither made noise nor made a fuss, and he didn’t even show much anger. the door.

He said: “You go back to the room first, I’ll go and have a good chat with him.”

Ye Zhen opened her mouth: “Aying, he…” Actually, if she really wanted to say it, she didn’t know how to describe the current situation.

Rong Chengjuan nodded as if he understood, then picked her up and carried her directly into the parent-child room. Ye Zhen raised her heart, afraid that he would look at the computer screen, the photos had already been sent, but she just pressed the pause button on the audio of Rong Chengyue’s crime.

Fortunately, Rong Chengjue’s attention was not on this at all, he just put her on the bed, and casually pointed to her scattered luggage: “Hey, I still have a little bit of confidence.”

The implication is that he didn’t misunderstand her.

Ye Zhen’s nose felt a little sore in an instant, this person really liked her.

I like it so much that I am willing to put away all my little emotions for her.

However, Rong Chengjue then changed the subject: “But this guy, Ah Ying, I still have to educate him well. He is usually timid and always hides behind you. If the situation is not good, he will leave the girl and run away. Man He didn’t do that!”

After finishing speaking, he hugged Ye Zhen again, and ran to the next door to fight.

So in fact, I am still upset, I need to find someone to retaliate…

Ye Zhen listened for a long time, dumbfounded, and after confirming that Rong Chengjuan’s movement after breaking in was not enough to “kill someone”, she closed the door again, cleaned up the things on the table, and looked at the time, twelve o’clock Half.

It was almost time for Ye Yi to have an accident that day.

I think the traces of the scene left behind are almost non-existent. She rewatched the scene, but it was just to make it easier for herself to carry out logical deduction. In that case, the closer the natural time point, the better. At least the external hotel environment and indoor light are almost perfect of.

The master bedroom didn’t seem to be over for a while, Ye Zhen thought about it, put her phone in her pocket, locked the door and went out.

Ye Yi’s room was on the twenty-sixth floor, a little far away from the family suite. Ye Zhen took an elevator to find that room.

This is the room at the end of the corridor.

Ye Zhen looked up at the surveillance cameras in the corridor, the nearest one was in front of the door on the left of the room, if someone came in and out, they could capture their faces more clearly.

As for Du Lexin, who gave Rong Chengyue an alibi, her room is also on this floor, which is still some distance from Ye Yi, but it happens to be at the elevator entrance.

A position with a great dodge strategy.

Ye Zhen took out her room card, and after a soft sound, the door of Ye Yi’s room opened.

There is a large floor-to-ceiling window facing the front, and the curtains are not drawn, so that the night of Macau, the city that never sleeps, is magnificent and unobstructed.

Ye Zhen took out her mobile phone, and scanned through the photos recorded by Dacheng Zhang Zhang, simulating the cutting and struggling that Ye Yi had done in this small space, and then her eyes fixed on the chalk drawings.

It was a person roughly outlined with white chalk, like a “big” character—probably marked in a hurry by the police handling the case before moving him away.

The last place Ye Yi arrived in this world.

Ye Zhen walked there slowly according to the photo, squatting down gently, for fear of disturbing him.

It has been written in many ghost stories that if a person leaves without fulfilling his wish, he will just stay there, lingering.

As a precocious child, she never listened to these coaxing stories in her heart. But from the moment Ye Yi left, she hoped that these are true, that there are souls in this world, there is heaven, there is this life and the next life, and if there is fate, we can meet again in the next life.

Even if none of these, at least, at least he can wait for her.

Even if it was because at that time, she didn’t answer his call.

There is nothing to summon the soul of the dead. She took out the card she carried with her from her pocket, with his name written on it, and the leaves he sent as a bookmark: “Dad, are you still there? I’ll pick you up…back Home…”

Before he finished speaking, he couldn’t make a sound.

Back home, she had heard it from him countless times.

He has a busy acting career and travels around all the year round. When he leaves, he never tells her where he is going, but when he comes back, he will definitely tell her that he is “going home”.

Ye Zhen once laughed at him, saying why do you tell me every time you come back, we can’t live anymore.

At this time, Ye Yi always said seriously, because I brought you a gift when I came back.

And those gifts, from the assortment of beautiful things that would cause Ye Zhen’s family war at the beginning, gradually turned into just branches and leaves.

Populus euphratica in the desert, freehand brushwork on the plug, red maple in October, deep autumn is a foreign land…

The leaves strung together his footprints and the memories she shared with him. She couldn’t understand why Ye Yi insisted on giving her the leaves for many years. They are also surnamed Ye Ba.

It’s just that at such a moment, she suddenly felt blessed, thinking of the stories that countless people knew but perhaps never really noticed, and the small details in the stories.

He hopes that he lives in the parent-child room of “Cinderella”, he is his father, and he will bring himself a tree branch when he returns home.

In the fairy tale, Cinderella was wronged at home, but her father had to go out for a long time. He asked Cinderella what gift she would like when he came back, and his daughter replied, “I want the gift my father met on the road.” The first branch”.

Because of this, her father will lead the way with the branches until he returns home. Whenever he sees the branches, he will think of her.

Cinderella’s father didn’t understand its meaning, but he really brought back a branch.

Later, that branch grows into a big tree, turns into a fairy godmother, turns into beautiful clothes for Cinderella, turns into a pumpkin carriage, takes her to the prince’s ball, makes her become the center of attention, lives a happy life, No longer be bullied by anyone.

And her father brought back branch after branch, but she still couldn’t understand the love and worry he wanted to express.

until he dies.

Until he somehow died.