The grievance and sadness came too quickly. Jiang Zhiyue actually didn't want to cry, but she couldn't control her emotions at all. She couldn't hold back her tears.

She didn't want Chen Yan to hear it.

She was too tired, her brain was buzzing and her eyes were uncomfortable. In just two days, she felt that many things had happened and she used all her strength.

My father almost had an accident, and Chen Yan didn't believe her until the end.

Jiang Zhiyue suddenly felt that her love for Chen Yan seemed to be exhausted when she was so lonely and helpless.

She bit her lip in a blurred vision and thought, "Why don't you forget it."

She couldn't hold on anymore.

Jiang Zhiyue lay on the bed, thinking about it all, and fell asleep unknowingly.

In the afternoon, Chen Yan's office.

The assistant passed the surveillance video of the nursing home to Mr. Chen and handed him the report.

He organized the language and said seriously: "Mr. Chen, there is indeed a problem with the box of crispbread Mr. Jiang ate. Pollen was added to it. It was..." He paused for a moment, hesitating, "It was Miss Chen and Miss Qin."

"Mr. Jiang's caregiver also admitted that she took Ms. Chen and Ms. Qin's money, put the box of ginseng pollen cakes in Mr. Jiang's dinner, and left the post without authorization. So when Mr. Jiang had an asthma attack, he rang the bell, but no one heard it. In the end, he was rescued by a passing cleaner."

Chen Yan's eyes became heavier and darker, and his dark pupils stared at Chen Nian and Qin Xin's faces on the computer screen, and his thin lips raised a sarcastic curve.

He didn't know whether he was mocking his good sister or mocking himself. When Jiang Zhiyue was most helpless, he even suspected her.

The assistant was startled by the sudden low pressure and secretly looked up through the glasses frame. Although Mr. Chen was still calm on his face, he could feel that Mr. Chen was angry.
Chapter completed!