Beijing-Hong Kong Rosemary

Chapter 172 I’m not a bad person

Not many people know about this, but once it's exposed, Shen Guining will be deeply embroiled in public opinion.

However, the media reporters are not stupid. They are well aware of the relationship between Shen Guining and the Qu family. Offending the Shen family is not a big deal, but offending the Qu family would have unbearable consequences.

There's no need to gamble your career on unconfirmed news.

Qu Yanci was not surprised. He had long anticipated that someone would make a big deal out of this, so he had people keep an eye on the major media outlets so that they would know as soon as there was any movement.

"Who is it? Have you found out?"

Han Yi gave the answer, "The Zhou family."

"Still not quiet down?" Qu Yanci sneered. "Doesn't he want to know about Zhou Shilin's situation? Tell him."

Han Yi understood and did as instructed, "Okay."
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On the anniversary of Shen Anyi's death, Shen Guining brought a large bouquet of lilies to the cemetery to pay his respects.

Unexpectedly, I happened to run into a middle-aged stranger standing in front of the tombstone. He was wearing a black cotton jacket and was tall and strong.

She recalled the white lilies that had mysteriously appeared in front of the tombstone before, wondering if they were a gift from her mother's friend.

"May I ask who you are?" Shen Guining approached and asked.

Yang Xu turned to look at her and introduced himself, "I am a friend of your parents. My name is Yang Xu."

"My parents?" Shen Guining asked with a hint of disbelief, scrutinizing the person before her. "You know my parents?"

She herself didn't know who her father was.

Yang Xu nodded. "I held you when you were one year old. I never imagined you'd grow into such a big girl in the blink of an eye."

He paused, a hint of sorrow flashing in his eyes, "Your father would be so happy if he could see this."

Shen Guining asked, puzzled, "Who exactly is my father?"

This question had troubled her for many years, and no one had given her an answer. When she was little, she asked her grandparents why everyone else had a father and a mother, but she didn't. However, whenever she mentioned the word "father," her grandfather would get very angry and fly into a rage.

Over time, she stopped daring to ask.

Yang Xu confessed, "I came here today because I wanted to take you to see your father."

Shen Guining, wary of strangers, remained vigilant. "How can I trust you?"

Yang Xu took out a work ID from the inside pocket of his jacket. "This is my work ID. Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. I'm your father's comrade-in-arms."

"Comrade-in-arms?" Shen Guining looked at the words on the work ID and asked in surprise, "You're a police officer?"

So her father is also a police officer?
"Hmm." Yang Xu paused for a moment, "I don't know if you've seen the recent news."

Shen Guining quickly made the connection, "Drug enforcement police?"

“Yes.” Yang Xu closed his eyes, his voice heavy with grief. “The hero whose portrait was published online was your father.”

"...What?" Shen Guining was stunned, her mind reeling for a moment. "Are you telling the truth?"

Was the photo she saw yesterday her father?

Therefore, that excruciating pain is actually a sensation of blood connection.

Yang Xu: "There's no mistake. When your mother was pregnant with you, your father was on a mission at the border."

He will never forget the scene from twenty-four years ago, a scene filled with flames and gunfire.

At that time, they found the criminals' hideout and arrested seventeen people in one fell swoop. The leader escaped with the remaining three henchmen and led the police to an abandoned chemical plant.

Ning Hengyi led the team to pursue and capture them.

The factory smelled terrible, dust was flying everywhere, rust covered the machine surfaces, and the nostrils were filled with the smell of decay.