Mr Gu’s First Doting Marriage - Chapter 643 - Chapter 643: Chapter 644: The Mystery Behind My Father's Death Years Ago

Chapter 643: Chapter 644: The Mystery Behind My Father’s Death Years Ago

Gu Qichen was seated among a group of young, privileged men, smoking.

Zhang Xinyi was pouring Gu Qichen a drink.

She looked timid, like a frightened little bunny hiding from every bush and tree.

With the way Zhang Xinyi looked, delicate and kind, it would make anyone seeing her for the first time have a desire to protect her.

Perhaps that was the first time Gu Qichen and Zhang Xinyi met.

There was a mysterious feeling of unease in Xia Yangyang’s heart.

Thinking about how Gu Qichen stood up against his father for this girl, Xia Yangyang was inevitably feeling a bit hurt inside.

Xia Yangyang packed away these photos.

She couldn’t destroy them because she needed to preserve the evidence, and also didn’t want to keep these photos in plain sight.

Xia Yangyang got up and went to the study.

This use to be her father’s study.

After Xia Liangdong passed away, almost everything here has been left untouched.

Xia Yangyang had also hardly ever entered this room.

This was where her father spent the most time, as long as he was at home, Xia Liangdong was almost always in the study.

Here, he would drink tea, read books, play chess, and work.

Standing at the entrance, Xia Yangyang could almost make out her father’s figure.

While Xia Liangdong was alive, Xia Yangyang felt resentment towards him, never fully embracing him as her father.

However, after Xia Liangdong passed away, the feeling of sheer loneliness full made her realize that family is the last refuge one has in this world. Despite failing her mother, he did not treat her poorly.

Xia Yangyang sat down at the desk her father used to sit at.

She ran her fingers across the cold marble tabletop. It felt as cold as her father’s lifeless fingers, tightly held by her when he died.

Tears welled up in Xia Yangyang’s heart.

Finally, Xia Yangyang opened one of the drawers of the desk and put those photos into it.

Xia Yangyang intended to leave.

But noticing the disarray in her father’s desk drawers, she was suddenly inspired to organize all of the items within.

Xia Yangyang had a habit of tidying up when she was upset.

A habit stemming from her childhood.

It took her an hour to sort out everything in the desk’s three drawers.

Mostly old files and old photographs.

However, as Xia Yangyang was putting stuff away, she inadvertently discovered a secret compartment at the bottom of one of the drawers.

This piqued her curiosity.

Removing the secret compartment, she found items inside.

To Xia Yangyang’s disbelief, there was a stack of photos in the compartment, featuring Liu Ruyan and Xi Jiaxin.

There were pictures of them playing golf, intimate photos of them boating together on a lake, and even their hotel room bookings.

Xia Yangyang’s heart plummeted.

She had known about Liu Ruyan and Xi Jiaxin’s affair for quite a while.

But by the time Xia Yangyang found out, Xia Liangdong had already been involved in a car accident and had been in a vegetative state in the hospital for half a month.

Her father was terminally ill and unconscious.

And yet, Liu Ruyan had already found her next provider, planning to sell her assets and remarry.

At that time, Xia Yangyang’s only consolation was that at least her father wouldn’t have to face the brutal truth upon regaining his consciousness and confront the coldheartedness of the world.

However, Xia Yangyang didn’t expect that her father had known all along.

Xia Yangyang looked at the time stamp on the photos.

Her pupils suddenly constricted.

These photos were taken the day before her father’s car accident.

Xia Yangyang’s heart felt suffocated, as if it was being tightly squeezed and about to explode, she was barely able to breathe.

What a coincidence.

So her father found out about Liu Ruyan and Xi Jiaxin’s affair the day before the accident.

And then had a car accident the next day?

A terrifying thought came to Xia Yangyang’s mind.