What is the truth?

Xia Yu couldn't imagine that there could be someone in the world who was so cruel to kill his daughter.

Or, Zhang Muying is not Zhang Mingde's biological daughter at all.

He was cuckolded, so he wanted to kill Zhang Muying's biological mother first and then kill her?

The first one is easy to understand. A successful person like Zhang Mingde, a winner in life, may buy murderers because of Zhang Muying's mother's cheating.

But if he really doesn't like Zhang Muying's daughter, why did he raise her for more than 20 years before doing this?

It doesn't make sense.

Xia Yu took a breath of cold air.

But none of these matters anymore.

Because it's over.

When Zhang Muying kills Zhang Mingde, everything will end.

...

"There are guests at home, right?"

Zhang Mingde looked here.

Xia Yu quickly stood up, "Uncle Zhang, I am Zhang Muying's junior high school classmate, my name is Xia Yu."

Aunt Liang gave Zhang Mingde a meaningful look.

Zhang Mingde smiled with understanding.

"Hello, hello, I am Mu Ying's father," Zhang Mingde walked over and shook hands with Xia Yu.

After saying hello, Aunt Liang helped Xiaoqiong upstairs, leaving only Zhang Mingde and servant Xiaoling in the living room, entertaining Xia Yu.

A great opportunity.

That's what Xia Yu thought.

"Oh, Xia Yu, Xia Qingshui's son, I hugged you when you were a child." Zhang Mingde burst into laughter.

Xia Yu was a little embarrassed, "Yes, we were the neighbors next door at that time, and Zhang Muying would occasionally come to our house to play."

"That's good, but unfortunately we moved out later. It's a pity." Zhang Mingde sighed.

I don’t know the memory that touched him, but there was a slight loss in Zhang Mingde’s eyes.

He sat quietly on the sofa, siping tea, and Zhang Muying behind him gradually approached him.

Zhang Mingde was still talking, "Wow, time passes so fast. I remember you were just a little bit at that time, and now you have grown up so big."

"Yes," Xia Yu nodded, "It's all 22."

His eyes were staring behind Zhang Mingde.

Zhang Muying trembled all over, unable to suppress her inner anger, and gradually approached her father.

One step, two steps.

She came to the back of Zhang Mingde.

The water drops gradually flowed down her hands, and her entire face twisted.

Zhang Muying reached out to Zhang Mingde.

finally……

Is it over...?

Xia Yu was a little afraid to watch this scene.

But what surprised him was that although Zhang Muying was angry, she had not taken action for a long time.

Or, there was another force in her heart that was suppressing her.

"Do you think the room is a little cold?" Zhang Mingde smiled, "Xiaoling, please come over with a few blankets for footing."

While Zhang Mingde was speaking, Zhang Muying stood behind him, her hands were very close to Zhang Mingde's neck, but she never started.

It was at this moment that Xia Yu suddenly thought of a possibility.

Perhaps the only possibility.

"Uncle Zhang, do you have cameras installed at home?" Xia Yu asked.

"Hmm?" Zhang Mingde was a little surprised, but he still responded, "There are cameras in other places except the bedroom and bathroom, mainly for safety."

“Then there are also around the pool?”

...

At first, Zhang Mingde disagreed with letting Xia Yu see the previous surveillance records, which was the night Zhang Muying fell into the water. However, under the persuasion and persistence of Bai Siyan (using Zhang Muying's body), Zhang Mingde agreed to show them the surveillance records.

He kept it just to give an explanation to those who like to gossip just in case.

Seeing the surveillance record, Zhang Muying took a step back in disbelief.

That night, the balcony door was opened and Zhang Muying walked out alone.

It was 1:20 am.

In the living room, Aunt Liang and Xiao Qiong were both asleep, but no one noticed it.

Zhang Muying walked by the swimming pool and accidentally fell down.

...

This is the truth.

It's both simple and heartbreaking.

"Can Zhang Muying sleepwalking, right?" Xia Yu asked back.

Zhang Mingde was stunned for a moment.

Then nodded.

He reached out and hugged Bai Siyan's shoulder.

"This child may be under a lot of mental stress, and sleepwalking has only started recently. I usually help her lock the doors and windows at home, but I was too negligent this night."

Xia Yu's eyes were motionless at Zhang Muying standing behind Zhang Mingde.

She was soaked all over, and she stood there with her head down, but couldn't remember anything.

The process of sleepwalking and the experience of drinking and breaking apart will not be left in memory.

No wonder Bai Siyan and she don’t know the truth.

Zhang Mingde looked at Bai Siyan with some remorse, "I felt that the sky had collapsed at that time, but she came back alive. I think God still favored me."

"No, you don't understand."

Xia Yu shook his head, "Your daughter is dead."

"What?"

Zhang Mingde's tone was a little angry, but he turned around and looked at Bai Siyan gently, holding her hand gently, "Mu Ying was standing here clearly."

Bai Siyan broke free from his hand and took a step back, "No, I'm not your daughter. She is..."

She raised a finger and pointed it behind Zhang Mingde.

"What……"

Zhang Mingde looked confused and didn't move at all what she was saying.

But he still looked in the direction of Bai Siyan's finger.

It was at this moment that the lights in the room suddenly dimmed.

Tick.

A drop of water fell on the ground, splashing a splash of water.

Tick.

A white figure appeared in the darkness.

Tick.

In front of Zhang Mingde's eyes, the white figure and two long black hair blocked the face and hung to the chest.

Tick.

She raised her head.

His eyes were staring at him tightly.

Zhang Mingde instinctively covered his heart and took a step back.

But he immediately realized something.
To be continued...