"New York. Yu Peiling said gloomily, until now, she still doesn't believe that the money is gone, her mind is messy, there are still records of bank transfers, she just wants to find a way to prove that the amount is her own.

"Is it with Uncle Wen?" Le Yao looked at her, did she go to New York for the sake of a foreign bank? Yes, after all, Wen's invested so much money into it, but what puzzled her was why Wen Yunting was not in a hurry about it at all, wasn't Wen's money also his?

Yu Peiling did not answer her directly, but reached out to stroke Le Yao's hair, and there was a vague meaning in her words: "Yaoyao, the passwords of all my mother's cards are your birthday." ”

Le Yao felt uneasy and felt that she was weird today, so she took her hand, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine. Yu Peiling said, she looked at her daughter, "Yaoyao, why do you want to adopt Doudou? Haven't you ever thought about what to do in the future with a child by your side?" Standing in her position, she naturally disapproves of adopting Doudou, after all, Le Yao is still single, and there is an extra child around her, which will inevitably make people criticize, but at this time, she is flawless and has no energy to dissuade her daughter.

Le Yao didn't think too much about it, but said, "Doudou is an orphan, Mom, I can't do without her." "She likes little girls as if they were her own. And when it was so bitter, didn't her father bring her up?

Yu Peiling held her daughter's hand, and finally didn't say anything. From the time she came to leave, it was only half an hour. Le Yao stood on the windowsill, looking at her figure leaving in a hurry, and always felt a little strange. When she opened the envelope given by her mother, she was shocked that there was a passbook with 100,000 yuan on it, and what surprised her even more was that the passbook had her name on it.

For the whole day after that, Le Yao's heart was panicked, always feeling that something was going to happen, but she couldn't say anything. Until Ye Hui left in the evening, her mind had not calmed down for a moment. And this night, for some reason, she always couldn't sleep, in the early hours of the morning, she fell asleep, but in the nightmare, but all the figures of her mother, and what was particularly clear was her haggard and indifferent expression.

The ringtone of the mobile phone woke Le Yao from her dream.

"Miss, my wife was in a car accident and is now undergoing surgery. On the other end of the phone was He Haotian's calm voice.

The mobile phone slipped from Le Yao's ear, and in an instant, she only felt cold, and when she walked out of the room, it seemed that the sprained place of her left foot had become numb, and she couldn't feel any pain when she walked.

"Mom. Doudou stood at the door of her room with sleepy eyes, looking at her with a pout, "Where are you going?"

Le Yao came back to her senses, her eyes were full of tears, she was very worried about her mother, but in the face of her little daughter, she was very strong: "Doudou, grandma has something, mother has to go to the hospital to see her now." ”

"Mom. Doudou ran over, hugged her legs, and clinged coquettishly, "I'm going with you." "She's going to be scared when she's alone at home.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a key inserted into the door lock, and then the door opened, and Ye Hui stood outside the door, panting and holding on to the door frame: "Le Yao, hurry up...... Hurry to the hospital. "Maybe she ran too fast, she kept gasping for breath, and couldn't finish a sentence completely," Mrs. Wen ...... There was a car accident. ”

"Doudou is good, is it okay to let Aunt Ye accompany you?" Le Yao held back the worry and fear in her heart, and she patted her daughter's little face. She doesn't know her mother's current situation, if she has Doudou by her side...... She was afraid that she would not be able to take care of it for a while.

Doudou was not happy, don't talk about it, and hugged Le Yao tightly.

Ye Hui gasped: "Le Yao, I'll accompany Doudou ......" her hand stroked her chest, "You go quickly, the car is waiting downstairs." She rushed over after receiving a call from He Haotian. After speaking, she hugged Doudou.

Le Yao left in a hurry, she was in such a hurry that she forgot about her foot injury, and just arrived downstairs, but she saw Wen Yunting's car parked downstairs, was it him? Just when she was stunned, however, the car door opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties came over to open the car door for her, "Miss, please get in the car." ”

Le Yao had seen him, he was Wen Yunting's driver, Uncle Du.

"Mom," Doudou, who was hugged by Ye Hui, shouted loudly on the balcony on the second floor, "goodbye." ”

Le Yao turned around and nodded. Then, I got into the car. Uncle Du's car drove very steadily. Ke Leyao's heart became more and more scared and worried.

*

In the corridor outside the operating room, He Haotian was alone.

"He helps. Le Yao asked nervously, "How is my mother?" At a glance, the light outside the operating room was always on. The pungent smell of disinfectant scared her, because when her father died, it filled her, and she still remembered the sensation.

He Haotian pursed his lips and frowned slightly, "Mrs. is still in the operating room." "The operation has been going on for more than an hour, and Yu Peiling's condition does not seem optimistic.

"What did the doctor say?" Le Yao was very nervous, her eyes were moist, she felt that her mother's expression was wrong yesterday afternoon, but she didn't expect that the uneasiness in her heart turned out to be a precursor to disaster.

"I don't know about my wife's condition," He Haotian said, "When I came to the hospital, she was already in the operating room. He really didn't see Yu Peiling's attending doctor, and he didn't know where Yu Peiling's injuries were.

Le Yao's heart was tightly pinched together, "That...... How could my mom get into a car accident?"

"I heard that it was a collision with a big truck on the way to the airport," He Haotian was gloomy, and it was said that the scene was terrible. Now, the Wen family is in a mess, but Wen Yunting requires him to stay outside Pei Ling's operating room in order to take care of Le Yao.

Le Yao remembered that her mother had said that she was going to New York, and her heart was even more tightly entangled, and her ignorance of her mother's condition made her afraid...... Mother is the only relative in the world...... Nervous, she gritted her teeth and held back her tears.

"Miss," He Haotian sighed slightly and comforted, "Don't be sad, when Mrs. sees her later, she will be sad." ”

Le Yao couldn't help crying, and her tears couldn't stop flowing out. She can try to control her emotions, but there is no way to control her tears.

He Haotian stood beside her without saying a word. At this time, what should he say? What can he say? The mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings, and the sky of the Wen family has changed.

Yu Peiling's operation took nearly five hours to end, and after the operation, she was directly sent to the intensive care unit, and Le Yao could only look at her through the thick glass. Looking at the elegant and beautiful mother, who is usually envied by everyone, lying quietly on the hospital bed, inhaling oxygen, with tubes inserted in many places on her body, her eyes were clouded by tears. At the moment, she was anxious, as long as her mother woke up.

"I'm her daughter, can I go in and see her?" Having been isolated outside, Le Yao whispered to the nurse.

The nurse wearing the mask shook her head.

"I'm just going in and taking a look," Le Yao followed.

"No, I can't. The nurse refused her indifferently and left without looking back.

Le Yao's tears didn't seem to stop, suddenly, her feet were soft and her eyes were black, from early morning to now, she didn't drink a sip of water, her grief and pain coupled with the foot injury that she had ignored before made her exhausted and fainted.

He Haotian was startled and was about to go over to help her go. Unexpectedly, Wen Yunting's slender figure rushed past him and hugged Le Yao in his arms.

She was still so thin, in her arms, so light, so light that it made him feel distressed.

In the ward, Le Yao was lying on the hospital bed, and the nurse hung up the nutrient solution for her. The transparent liquid flowed drip by drop through the tube, eventually flowing into her body.

Wen Yunting looked a little tired, he looked at her pale little face, at this time, she looked so fragile and helpless, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

He held her hand from the moment he placed her on the hospital bed, and it seemed that only by feeling the warmth of her palm could he be sure that she was okay.

"Mr. Wen. He Haotian walked over and whispered, "The funeral committee has something to ask you for." ”

Wen Yunting was very upset, but his thoughts were unusually clear, the car accident at five o'clock in the morning, from then to now, Wen's was busy and crazy, and he, as the only top decision-maker of Wen's at present, all the things were piled up in front of him, but in his heart, he couldn't let go of her, so he temporarily put aside those things that needed to be dealt with urgently and came to see her, but he didn't expect that the time he could accompany her was so short, so short that he didn't have time to talk to her at all.

"Mr. Wen—" Seeing that he didn't speak, He Haotian urged in a low voice again, just because he was too anxious.

Wen Yunting frowned and sighed slightly, the redness between his eyes became even thicker, and he held his breath and said, "Remember to let her eat on time." When she was so helpless, he couldn't be by her side, but he could rest assured that He Haotian was left here to take care of her.

"I know. He Haotian responded.

Wen Yunting took a deep look at her, turned to leave, and when he was about to walk out of the ward door, his steps froze, but he didn't look back in the end, and strode forward. In addition to the funeral committee, there is also a press conference to be held tonight, and he has to face a number of media, and he must prepare well for tonight's meeting.

*

Fractures, trauma to the abdomen, damage to internal organs...... The doctor said a lot of professional words and some symptoms that may be produced clinically, and after listening to it, Le Yao's heart knotted together. The pain was numb to her, but her mother's condition was indeed not optimistic, and she couldn't even imagine that her mother could bear such a serious injury.

Le Yao walked out of the hospital office numbly, her eyes were sour, as if her heart was crying, she covered her lips, trying to control her emotions that were about to collapse. My mother was injured and hospitalized, and it had been a whole day, and she had no one in the Wen family except He Haotian.

Suddenly, she heard Wen Yunting's voice, she was stunned, followed the sound, and saw him appear on the TV in the hospital corridor, he lost his previous spirit, he was slightly tired mentally, and looked a little haggard. His voice was a little heavy, and when Le Yao heard what he said, he trembled and leaned against the wall of the corridor, unable to recover for a long time.

Wen Xiaocheng passed away?

Le Yao's hand clenched the railing of the corridor tightly, trying to keep herself from falling: her mother was in a car accident and was still in the intensive care unit, and Wen Xiaocheng also died of a car accident. She looked at him on TV again, her slender figure was still the same, but her face was no longer cold, but with an indescribable grief, she bit her lower lip and hid her emotions in the bottom of her heart. At this moment, she and him are both sad and sad for their relatives.

What kind of tragic car accident could have caused Wen Xiaocheng to die on the spot, and would have caused his mother to be so seriously injured? She asked He Haotian, but he was silent and said nothing. So, who's going to tell her what's really going on?

*

It's been two days, and Yu Peiling is still in the intensive care unit and is not out of danger. As time went by, Le Yao's grief became heavier and heavier, her complexion was not good, and she looked haggard.

During this period, Ye Hui once brought Doudou here, the little girl didn't see Le Yao for two days, and she didn't let go when she came, Le Yao had no choice, so she had to simply tell her the reason why she didn't go home, and the little Doudou, who was originally coquettish, hugged Le Yao sensibly, and was also obedient when she left with Ye Hui.

"He Zhu, when will Uncle Wen come out of the funeral?" Le Yao's face was a little pale, no matter what, Wen Xiaocheng was her mother's husband, and he used to be very good to her, but now that her mother is still in a coma, she should go and give her a ride.

"Tomorrow at five o'clock in the morning. He Haotian said, was silent for a while, and then said, "Tonight, Mr. Wen will keep vigil." ”

Seeing him on TV that day, when he announced Wen Xiaocheng's death, his deep voice and grief made Le Yao's heart hurt slightly, and she was so worried and sad when her mother was injured, so how painful should he be when his father died?

And she waited anxiously for the past few days, barely closed her eyes, her foot injury seemed to be worse, and it hurt very much when she walked. But even so, she still had to attend the funeral.

In the early hours of the morning, Le Yao asked He Haotian to drive her to the funeral home. It was raining lightly in the sky, and as soon as she got out of the car, the cold wind, the cold rain blew across her face, and it was slightly chilly.

"Over there. He Haotian pointed to the mourning hall not far away.

"He Zhu, you go back to the car to rest first, and I'll go alone. "He's tired from being with himself these days. Several times, Le Yao persuaded him to go back to rest, but he didn't leave and insisted on accompanying her.

"Okay. He Haotian is really tired, in addition to accompanying her, he also has to deal with some work things through the Internet from time to time, and there are two hours, he also has to cheer up to attend Wen Xiaocheng's funeral.

It was quiet outside the mourning hall.

Thinking that Wen Yunting was inside, Le Yao was not timid and walked in. She came over in advance, just to see Wen Xiaocheng alone, by the way...... Look at him.

When she walked to the door of the mourning hall, she saw Luo Zhen draped the windbreaker on Wen Yunting's body, and he not only did not refuse, but tightened the windbreaker, and then, they sat together and chatted about something. If there is no kiss between them, Le Yao was stunned, her heart was astringent, and she trembled. She was worried about him, worried that he would be lonely when he was alone in the wake of the spirit, but she didn't expect that there would be someone with him. Her chest suffocated slightly, and she took two steps back, only to hear the sound of rubble at her feet.

"Who?" Luo Zhen's voice was a little inquiring and vigilant.

Le Yao was slightly startled, just now, it was she who accidentally stepped on the flower pot planted with white chrysanthemums, and soon, Luo Zhen appeared at the door of the mourning hall, her delicate figure was wrapped in a beautiful black suit, when she saw that it was Le Yao, her face changed slightly, and her eyes were a little mocking.

"Who is it?" Wen Yunting's slightly hoarse voice came, and when he walked to the door, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes when Le Yao's slender figure fell into his sight.

In a dilemma, Le Yao had to walk over hard, "I'm here to say goodbye to Uncle Wen." "That's really what she's here for...... One.

Luo Zhen turned her back to Wen Yunting, the mockery at the corner of her lips became more obvious, she took the incense and handed it to Le Yao, her tone was calm: "Since you're here, come in, Le Yao, here you go." ”

"Thank you. Le Yao took the incense and walked to the coffin covered with white flowers, and after three bows, just as she was about to stand up, Luo Zhen came over and took the incense, "I'll come." That posture was like the hostess, she took the three pillars of incense from Le Yao's hand and inserted them in the incense burner.

Le Yao raised her head and looked at the black and white photo frame behind the coffin, her gentle and elegant face looked very kind at this time, but she was such a living person, but now she is really gone forever. Yin and yang are separated, thinking about her mother, who is still in the intensive care unit, her eyes are wet again.

Wen Yunting looked at her back quietly, so thin, so thin that it made him feel distressed, and her staggering pace because of a foot injury made him feel even more distressed. In the past few days, he has been really busy, and he has no time to see her, he originally thought that he would go to see her tomorrow, but he didn't expect that she would come, which made him ...... After she finished worshipping, he bowed slightly and said, "Yaoyao, thank you for coming." ”

Le Yao shook her head, but she didn't know what to say. There is still some time before the funeral, and she is not leaving, and it seems that she is not staying.

"Le Yao, come here and rest. Luo Zhen poured her a cup of tea, and her words relieved Le Yao's embarrassment.

Le Yao sat on the chair, and Wen Yunting stood not far away. She held the teacup, and the slight warmth outside the cup warmed her hand, but it couldn't warm her heart.

Time is slipping away bit by bit.

Because it was in the mourning hall, Luo Zhen also restrained himself, and did not say anything sarcastic anymore, but took advantage of the time when he served tea to Wen Yunting, sat beside him, and whispered from time to time.

Seeing them sitting together and chatting, Le Yao felt extremely embarrassed. Fortunately, it didn't take long for relatives and friends of the Wen family to come to the scene to say goodbye, and all the procedures seemed to be proceeding in an orderly and orderly manner. When sending Wen Xiaocheng to the cremation furnace, Le Yao walked beside Wen Yunting, looked up inadvertently, and found the wetness in the corners of his eyes. Then her eyes were wet. Suddenly, she heard a low sobbing behind her.

"Filial piety, filial piety......" Wei Yuehua was so sad that she couldn't suppress her crying, and beside her was Wen Yunting's cousin, her son Zhou Yang.

From the funeral home to Mudi, Wei Yuehua was the most grieving one in the crowd, she kept crying, that look, heartbroken.

When it was dawn, Wen Xiaocheng's ashes had already been buried. Last night's light rain continued into the early morning, and everyone stood in front of the tombstone with black umbrellas and black clothes. And Le Yao stood in the back position. There were too many umbrellas in front of her, and she could barely see him.

"Miss, the doctor just gave my wife a critical illness notice. After He Haotian answered the phone, he walked to Le Yao's side and said in a low voice.

Le Yao's heart tightened, and she couldn't breathe in pain, and her mother ...... Before the funeral was over, she followed He Haotian to the hospital. Due to the slippery road, when she went down the steps, she almost fell, but fortunately, He Haotian quickly supported her.

When Le Yao staggered back to the hospital, she heard from the doctor that Yu Peiling's suddenly disordered heartbeat had become normal. But the man was still unconscious, and he was not out of danger.

Le Yao's hanging heart couldn't stop, but secretly prayed, hoping that her mother could successfully survive life and death.

*

"Yunting, that woman is still lying in the hospital, not dead yet! I heard that you asked the doctor to do his best to save her, didn't you?" After the funeral, Wei Yuehua followed Wen Yunting and sat in the same car with him, she asked sternly despite the fact that the driver was also there.

Wen Yunting was wearing sunglasses, his face was haggard, he was very serious, he was wearing a black suit, his whole person looked as cold as a block of ice, and he didn't answer his aunt's question. looked out the window through the sunglasses, and thought that in the crowd of funerals just now, there was no thin and emaciated figure. Where did she go? The injury on her left foot had not yet healed, it was raining, and the steps were slippery......

"Clouds. Wei Yuehua suddenly held his hand and said sharply, "She killed your mother before, and now she killed your father, why do you still want the doctor to do his best to save her?" ”

Wen Yunting didn't push her hand away, his thin lips opened slightly, and his tone was indifferent: "Auntie, I don't want to talk now." "His father died suddenly in a car accident, and the whole burden of the Wen family fell on him, as well as the business he ran himself, plus the Song family, he made him feel very tired.

"Yunting!" Wei Yuehua was very angry, because she had cried, her eyes were a little red and swollen.

Wen Yunting didn't speak again, just sat quietly in the car, his sunglasses covering his eyes, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Wei Yuehua was angry, and when she saw that he was no longer talking, she said angrily: "Stop!" She was extremely angry, wanting to make Wen Yunting compromise in this way.

Lao Du, who was driving, was stunned, and the car did not stop.

"Stop! I'll let you stop!" Seeing that Wen Yunting still didn't speak, Wei Yuehua was very angry and shouted.

Lao Du is still driving.

"Parking. Wen Yunting said indifferently that there is a limit to his patience with anyone, even his own aunt.

Wei Yuehua was stunned, and when the car stopped, she opened the car door angrily, got out of the car, and then closed the car door heavily.

"Wen Shao?" Lao Du looked back and seemed to ask.

"Leave her alone, go back to the company first. There are still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with, and in the near future, he shouldn't have a moment to spare, and now, he must deal with the most difficult problems as soon as possible in order to have time to see Le Yao. He knew his aunt's temper, and if she went down, ten cows would not be able to pull it back, so he didn't want to argue or entangle with her on some unwarranted issue.