Mei Wenhan pursed her lips and spoke without hesitation, "So what if you know? Sometimes the truth doesn't make people feel very satisfying."

"So, are you an insider?" Zhao Qingyan heard a glimmer of hope from Mei Wenhan's words.

Mei Wenhan held an attitude of not admitting or denying, "What I can tell you is to go back to China. I can say responsibly that similar incidents will not happen again in the future." Just the words Zhao Qingyan said at the wedding should have a little deterrent effect on someone.

Zhao Qingyan didn't expect Mei Wenhan to have this attitude. She thought that he had agreed to them just now, so she showed that he was ready to tell everything. "You want me to repay my grievances with kindness, calm things down, and swallow my anger. Sorry, I'm not that noble." Zhao Qingyan would not compromise on this matter.

Now that things have come to this point, she must find out the person who has done a series of harm to her.

It was her constant forbearance that made that person become more and more powerful again and again.

Be kind to those who have malicious intentions is cruelty to oneself.

"Are you going to shelter that person?" Zhao Qingyan was almost sure that Mei Wenhan was an insider. But he did not intend to tell her the truth.

"I sympathize with your experience. But once the truth is revealed, it will hurt more people. Isn't there a saying in China that you take a step back and the sky is wide open?" Mei Wenhan tried to persuade Zhao Qingyan to stop pursuing.

Mei Wenhan's words were too profound and Zhao Qingyan could not understand. She sought a truth, found a culprit, and fought for peace for her life. How could she hurt the interests of more people? She is not a public enemy of society.

"Minister Mei's words sound interesting. But I can't understand it." Zhao Qingyan's eyelids twitched and asked calmly.

"Since that's the case, then you can check it slowly. Or wait for the police's investigation results to come out." Mei Wenhan did not treat Zhao Qingyan differently because she was Wang Junqi's daughter.

On the contrary, Zhao Qingyan felt that Mei Wenhan always had a deliberate alienation towards her, which made Zhao Qingyan feel that his relationship with his biological mother and biological father was confusing.

However, when Zhao Qingyan and Qiao Junxi came here, they did not intend to go back without finding anything.

"Okay. I don't ask you who is my father, and I don't ask you who you are. I've always seen that I'm living well. Can you tell me something about my mother when she was young? And the story that happened between you and my mother and this uncle?" Zhao Qingyan's request was not too much. After all, in her memory, she had no impression of Wang Junqi. All her understanding of Wang Junqi is based on photos and other people's narratives. Only by digging out Wang Junqi's soul from different people's hearts can she have a comprehensive and complete understanding of Wang Junqi.

Mei Wenhan took a look at the photo handed over by Zhao Qingyan, and the light in his dark eyes suddenly gathered. Mei Wenhan looked at Qiao Junxi again, and his ability was indeed far beyond his estimate.

"I didn't expect you to find this photo. This was twenty-seven years ago, when the three of us had dinner, your mother made delicious Chinese cuisine. I have to say that your mother's cooking skills were amazing. I remember that the three of us had finished all four dishes and one soup that day, without leaving a drop. Your mother said that four dishes and one soup were the standard for state banquets, and it was appropriate to greet two people. Until today, I can remember which dishes your mother cooked that day, such as cooked meat, garlic shrimp, mapo tofu, fried water chestnut asparagus and seaweed egg flower soup." Mei Wenhan's circulating eyes reflected many past events. When talking about that meal, he also showed an endless aftertaste.

"I want to know if the other man in the photo is King Huaiyang?" Zhao Qingyan asked bluntly.

Mei Wenhan was silent again.

It seemed that he had finished recalling this past event, and then he put down the photo and smiled calmly, "Since you have all found this, you should know that this person is Luo Jiyuan, who was killed twenty-four years ago in the UK." Mei Wenhan said so much about the other man in the photo, and then came to an abrupt end.

Mei Wenhan said, and what Yang Xi found, there was no difference, and it was completely right.

However, Qiao Junxi noticed that Mei Wenhan did not directly answer Zhao Qingyan's question. He did not answer whether this person was Bei Huaiyang. Instead, he told Luo Jiyuan's short life, as if he wanted to turn their attention to Luo Jiyuan.

And Qiao Junxi found that when Mei Wenhan was comparing Luo Jiyuan's deeds, his words and sentences were 90% consistent with the text on the information found by Yang Xi. This made Qiao Junxi vaguely feel that Mei Wenhan had already memorized it. It was too deliberate.

What he and Zhao Qingyan wanted was not the answer.

"How is my mother's relationship with him?" Zhao Qingyan asked again.

Mei Wenhan's eyes were clearly a little darker, "It's very good."

"Does Luo Jiyuan know who my biological father is?" It sounds like Zhao Qingyan is constantly changing questions, but in fact, she is always asking a question.

The mature and persistent Mei Wenhan could hardly resist her problem bombing. Even at the press conference, facing reporters from various countries, Mei Wenhan had never had the feeling of "approaching a chess match".

No matter how tricky the reporters are, he can answer questions with ease and ease.

But after Zhao Qingyan's several problems, Mei Wenhan found that he was speechless.

"I'm not very clear. Sorry, I'll have something to do later." Mei Wenhan found an excuse to give an order to expel guests. He was afraid that if this continued, he would not be able to withstand the problems that Zhao Qingyan followed one after another.

In fact, he was also full of entanglement in his heart, not knowing whether the truth should be told to Zhao Qingyan.

He was afraid that if he said it, it would cause chaos.

But without saying that, he could not avoid Zhao Qingyan's eyes that looked very similar to Wang Junqi. It was a bit difficult for him to deceive his late friend's eyes.

So Mei Wenhan had no choice but to "invite" Zhao Qingyan and Qiao Junxi away.

Mei Wenhan has said this, so Zhao Qingyan and Qiao Junxi naturally have no reason to stay there.

In fact, such a result was also expected by them.

If Mei Wenhan was really willing to say something, he would have said it long ago.

"What do you think?" After leaving Mei Wenhan's mansion, Zhao Qingyan asked Qiao Junxi.
Chapter completed!