"That's right, Dad said that Mom is not there, and I'm afraid that Mom will regret it, but Mom will be by Jiajia's side in the future."

Touching the thick album in my hand, because Jiajia's words were sour, Simu brought me videos and photos of Jiajia's growth, I didn't read it, and then Simu didn't let people send it anymore.

I don't say it, I still have regrets in my heart, especially the moment I came back to see Jiajia, seeing this photo, I was somewhat comforted in my heart.

"Jiajia, mom went downstairs to see your dad, can you play on it by yourself?"

Jiajia smiled a little like a little fox: "Mom, go ahead, Jiajia promises not to go downstairs." ”

I laughed, rubbed Jiajia's head, put the album in the drawer, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a piece of paper lying in the drawer, packed in a white transparent plastic bag, the divorce agreement I signed back then, the place where Fu Yeqing signed it, was really blank.

After staring at the divorce agreement for a few seconds, I closed the drawer and went downstairs, Fu Yeqing was cooking soup, and I slowly approached, leaning against the kitchen door and watching him busy.

Jiayin once said that there are only two men in this world who can submit to me, one is Fu Yeqing and the other is Huo Simu.

I don't deny this, but in addition, I still have complicated feelings for these two people that I can't figure out, for Fu Yeqing, love and hate, longing, and like to intertwine with guilt.

Fu Yeqing glanced at me and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Something?" ”

His eyes are always so sharp, and he has the ability to see through people's hearts.

"Why didn't you tell me that the bankruptcy of the first family had something to do with Leslie Cheng, and he was also an accomplice who forced my father to death."

He paused, then poured the chopped tomatoes into the pot, glanced at me lightly, and said in a cold voice: "What is the difference between saying and not talking?" ”

I was stunned, indeed, even if I say it, it can't change anything, can it be because Leslie Cheng is an accomplice, can the hatred be reduced by half?

No.

Sometimes I can't see myself clearly, obviously I don't share the sky with Fu Yeqing, but sometimes I can chat calmly, just like this, looking at his cold face, I asked the most contradictory words in my heart: "Fu Yeqing, you just didn't start with the first family back then, and the last industry belongs to you, my dad is just a daughter like me, they are all yours after a hundred years, why do you want to treat them like that?" At first, I thought you wanted to be with Shen Yingrong, it was just a calculation with me, or that the first family owed you something, but this is obviously not, can you give me an answer? ”

In the past, I could think that he was for Shen Yingrong, but this is obviously not, otherwise why didn't he sign a divorce and marry Shen Yingrong?

I stared at Fu Yeqing, not missing every expression on his face, but there was nothing on it, it was still cold, like ice cubes, and my thin lips pursed slightly: "No reason, I just don't want to be suppressed, it's your dad who can't think of jumping off the building." ”

What a cold answer, people don't even have the courage to ask again.

The water in the pot was boiling, and the aroma of the soup wafted out, and I actually felt the urge to splash the tumbling soup on him, but this was just to think about it, I couldn't do this, I stood up straight and said coldly, "I'll go back first." ”

His tone means that my dad deserved to jump off the building, right?

Fu Yeqing didn't stop me, I took my handbag and left, with his words, even if it was for Jiajia, I couldn't eat it.

Leaving the famous city and returning to the car, I shivered and lit a cigarette, and took a few deep puffs as if I was addicted to suppressing the anger in my heart little by little.

One or two cigarettes, elbows against the car window to support their heads, and a familiar figure gradually walked into the sight, it was Fu Yao'er, she was with Shen Yingrong, and the two walked into the famous city holding hands.

I threw away half of the cigarette that was left, rolled up the window, and when the window closed, Fu Yao'er looked back at me, and I started the car and left.

The person I asked to Simucha was my father's secretary back then, Lin Xiuwen, if anyone else was familiar with the affairs of Chu's company that year, it would be Secretary Lin.

Simu found the person the next day, and heard that the person had uremia three years ago and is now in the hospital.

Uremia, these three words make me think of Wang Dongjun once said that Lin Xi's mother also had uremia, I thought to myself, it shouldn't be so coincidental.

After finding this person, I went to the hospital on the same day, according to the information given to me by Simu, I found the ward where Lin Xiuwen lived, and heard the nurse say that she had just had chemotherapy the day before yesterday, and when I knocked on the door and entered, Lin Xiuwen was resting with his eyes closed, his mouth was slightly moaning in pain, and his face was also full of pain.

I remember when I went to my father's company to see her, although she was a woman in her forties, she was in her early thirties, and she was a very charming woman.

Hearing the movement, Lin Xiuwen opened his eyes slightly, and saw me come in as a stranger, from the initial haze, he suddenly became clear, and looked at me suspiciously for a long time, he should have remembered who I was, his eyes flashed with surprise and a trace of panic, and asked with uncertainty: "Miss Chu, why did you come here?" ”

Because of her illness, she spoke in a quiet, slow voice, and the tremor in her voice made it impossible to tell whether it was fear or pain.

Scared, flustered, this makes me a little strange, even if the first family falls, she is my father's secretary before his death, and she shouldn't have these expressions when she sees me.

I stepped forward: "Secretary Lin, I'm really sorry to bother me, but I have some questions in my heart, I'm afraid only you can give me an answer." ”

Hearing this, her expression was a little uncomfortable, her eyes were evasive, I didn't ask anything, she said, "Miss Chu, I can't help you, I can't answer your questions." ”

"Secretary Lin, I haven't asked anything, how do you know what I'm going to ask? How do you know you can't answer? I smiled and said, "Secretary Lin, are you afraid of me?" ”

She smiled embarrassedly: "Miss Chu, how can this be, you see that I am now a person who relies on these instruments to hang my life, and the loess is buried in my neck, I really can't help Miss Chu." ”

"I just have a doubt and want to ask Secretary Lin, this shouldn't be a dilemma, right?"

She was silent and didn't speak, I looked at her and said, "Secretary Lin, the family suddenly closed down at the beginning of the year, such a big company, I think Fu Yeqing alone can't eat it, except for Leslie Cheng, who else is involved?" ”

Lin Xiuwen's eyes widened, looked at me and asked with an abnormal expression, "Miss Chu, what do you want to do?" It's been three years, so let it pass. ”

"Looks like you really know something." I said, "Secretary Lin, what am I going to do, that's my business, I just hope you can tell me what the situation was like in the company for my father's sake, and how many people shared the cup of the Chu family?" How many people forced my dad to jump off the building. ”

Lin Xiuwen lowered her eyes and didn't speak, suddenly she covered her chest, the pain on her face was even worse, and the instrument also made a dripping sound, I panicked, and immediately reacted and pressed the nurse's bell, and after a while, the nurse and the doctor came in, Lin Xiuwen had already entered a coma, her face was as pale as paper, this thing was too sudden, and the doctor immediately pushed her into the emergency room.

I was guarding outside the emergency room, my original intention was just to know what happened back then, I didn't expect it to be like this, I was anxiously walking around the corridor, I was very scared, I called Simu, and when he came, Lin Xiuwen's family came, it was a yellow-haired boy, still wearing a school uniform, and hurriedly ran over, I was alone in the corridor, he asked me: "How is my mother?" ”

I looked at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in front of me in a daze: "Are you Lin Xiuwen's son?" ”

"I am, how is my mom now? How did you suddenly end up in the emergency room? ”

It shouldn't be the first time the boy has seen Lin Xiuwen enter the emergency room, he doesn't have the panic and helplessness that a fifteen-year-old boy should have, and his face is very calm except for worry.

I apologized: "Your mother has been in for an hour, I don't know the specifics, and the doctor hasn't come out, I'm really sorry, if it weren't for me, your mother wouldn't have been in the emergency room." ”

When the boy heard that it was caused by me, his face turned a little cold, and he asked vigilantly, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm ......" I didn't finish speaking, the door of the operating room opened, the doctor came out of it, the boy immediately went to ask Lin Xiuwen's condition, the doctor said that it was okay for the time being, but Lin Xiuwen had reached the advanced stage of uremia, the whole body system was affected, heart failure, there was no suitable kidney source, and he could only continue his life on dialysis therapy.

When the boy heard the news, there was a coldness on his face that did not match his age, and I looked at this face carefully, and it always felt a little familiar, but I couldn't remember it for a while, I was sure that I had never seen this boy, and I didn't know where the familiarity came from.

The boy followed Lin Xiuwen back to the ward, and just glanced at me and didn't say anything.

I stood in place for a while, slowly walking out of the hospital, Simu just came over, saw that my face was not good, and looked worried: "What's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, let's go back."

Simu didn't ask much, he stayed with me for a while, I looked sideways at him and asked, "Simu, do you want me to continue to hold on to the things of the year?" ”

Simu didn't answer me as quickly as before this time, and pondered for a while before asking, "An An, do you feel tired?" ”

I leaned my head back on the saddle: "A little, I don't think things are as simple as I imagined, I'm afraid that if I continue to pursue it, I will regret it, just now I went to Lin Xiuwen, she was confused, she knew something, but she didn't say a word, and even a little afraid of me, which made me very confused." ”

Simu touched my head with a doting touch: "If you don't want to continue, let's go back to France." ”