I Break Tycoon's Immune Barrier-Chapter 550 If Zhixi Has a Spirit in Heaven

"Sedatives?" He Jingyao suddenly let out a low chuckle, "The driver didn’t escape either, I’m afraid he was resigned to his fate, the sedatives were most likely his doing."

Chu Jinyu sighed deeply, saying nothing.

"You should rest," He Jingyao said before turning to leave.

Chu Jinyu moved her lips, as if wanting to say something, but in the end, all attempts at persuasion turned into a mere sigh.

Ning Yichen nodded at her and followed He Jingyao’s departing figure.

...

Outside, the daylight was just right.

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"He Jingyao," Ning Yichen called out to the man’s towering and icy figure not far ahead, his voice hoarse, "We’ve understood all that can be understood, questioned everyone that can be questioned, do you... still refuse to give up?"

In the past two days, he had accompanied this man in questioning all the security personnel on duty that day, all possible eyewitnesses; even the President’s wife had personally admitted that Zhixi had been sitting right beside her...

Even if Ning Yichen didn’t want to accept it, he had no choice but to face the fact—Su Zixi was dead.

She had perished in the explosion, without even leaving a body behind.

Everyone had accepted this fact.

Only He Jingyao refused to believe it, despite lacking any reason; he was convinced that Su Zixi was still alive... for this, he had gone without sleep for two days and two nights, all in the search for any possible clue.

But how many miracles could there be in this world? In front of so many people, could Su Zixi, a living person, simply vanish into thin air?

He Jingyao stopped in his tracks and turned to look at him, his gaze dark and profound, like a black hole where any emotion that fell into it left nothing but desolation, no trace to be found.

Ning Yichen felt an involuntary pang in his heart.

"I know you’re in pain, but if Zhixi has a spirit in heaven, she certainly wouldn’t want to see you like this," Ning Yichen said hoarsely.

He had never imagined that one day he would find himself comforting He Jingyao.

But after two days, he had clearly seen the depth of this man’s affection for Zhixi. Despite the lack of even a hint of sadness since the accident, he hadn’t shown any expression at all; on the contrary, he had become exceptionally sharp and cold, like a naked blade, and even a glance could cut the onlooker.

However, that outward coldness and pain were exactly because his heart was tense to the extreme.

To his words of comfort, He Jingyao seemed as if he heard nothing, not even offering a single expression.

"Thank you for these two days," he said indifferently, "but I’m certain that Zhixi is still alive."

Having said that, he impassively withdrew his gaze and strode towards the parking lot.

Ning Yichen still stood there, speechless.

...

"Young Master," Li Bo choked up as soon as he saw He Jingyao in the parking lot.

He Jingyao tilted his head slightly, seemingly pondering for a moment before saying, "Let’s go back to Wanhe Qianfeng Garden."

"Yes," Li Bo responded softly, then after a moment’s thought added, "The old master, madam, and young miss have all come. The madam also asked whether she should attend the Young Mistress’s funeral..."

"There’s no funeral," He Jingyao’s voice was icy, "Tell them to go back."

"Young Master!" Li Bo sounded extremely sorrowful, "The Young Mistress is dead!"

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