My Love, Enlighten me

Chapter 321 He's dead

Kenny went back to the room and sorted out what Manley had said in his head. There was no loophole, it made sense, but he always felt that something was wrong. Kenny felt that he still needed to meet Si Minghuan. Si Minghuan and Manley married early, but their relationship had gradually deteriorated over the years. In his memory, Si Minghuan was a gentle and meticulous person with an artist's unique romance. He became famous in his early years, but because he wanted to accompany Manley, he did not value his career anymore.

On the contrary, in recent years, he had been busy holding painting exhibitions and participating in various activities, and had not even returned to Clarke's house for the Spring Festival. Kenny made up his mind and went downstairs to find a servant and asked Si Minghuan's number. When he used to live in Manley's house, his relationship with Si Minghuan was pretty good, but then he returned to Huyang City, and the two of them had gradually lost contact with each other. He dialed Si Minghuan's number. The phone rang several times before connecting.

"Hello?" Si Minghuan's voice was very gentle, and Si Chengyu followed him on this point. Kenny whispered: "Uncle, it's me." Si Minghuan's tone was a little surprised: "Kenny?" "It's me, where are you now, could you talk with me if you have time?" Kenny said to Si Minghuan. The memory of him still lingered many years ago, but he knew that Si Minghuan would not refuse his request.

Si Minghuan was silent for a moment before saying, "Of course I can, but I won't go back to Huyang City." "I'm in Country M, your house." Si Minghuan went silent again. Kenny did not urge him, but waited quietly for his reply.

evening, but don't let your aunt know about this." "I know." Si Minghuan will be back at night, just right. After hanging up the phone, Kenny closed his eyes lightly, recalling the words "Don't let your aunt know this" that Si Minghuan said in his mind. It had profound significance. Without Manley, Si Minghuan was willing to chat with Kenny. But Kenny didn't expose anything from beginning to end. Obviously, Si Minghuan knew what Kenny wanted to talk to him about. This was a tacit

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arrived, it was exactly six o'clock. He ordered a cup of coffee, chose a location by the window where he could just see the parking lot at the entrance, and waited for Si Minghuan to come. After waiting

abruptly stood up and walked outside. He pushed aside the crowd and walked to the person who was hit by the car. The man who was hit by the car was a middle-aged man, his white shirt was stained with blood, and only the neckline remained faintly white. Kenny squatted down and reached out to wipe the blood from his face, vaguely able to see his

and he called out: "Uncle? Si Minghuan?" The man lying on the ground moved his fingers, and then there was no sound. Someone beside him took out Si Minghuan's wallet and said to the certificate above: "This man is called Si Minghuan." "God, is that painter?" "My daughter has

a cold face, and stepped aside expressionlessly. He watched the police stretch out his hand to sniff Si Minghuan, and then said to the policeman on the side: "He’s

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