He didn't give her a cent of the money. If he divides her inheritance after her death, he's nothing.

Ye Hao walked out of this office, and when he went out, he wiped the corners of his eyes, and those amber eyes lost their luster at the moment.

"Mr. Mo, sign and press your fingerprint."

In the office, Captain Liu handed an agreement to Mo Yixuan.

Mo Yixuan has been sitting in the chair since he came in, he didn't speak, he didn't say a word.

He glanced at the things that Team Liu handed over, but just one glance, the corners of his eyes hurt hotly.

He held the ballpoint pen in his hand, frowned, hesitated for a few seconds before signing his name and pressing a handprint.

"Okay, Mr. Mo, then we will judge the inheritance left by Ms. He to your name according to the process."

Captain Liu said with a sigh.

Mo Yixuan still didn't reply, he got up and walked out of the police station as if his soul had been drained.

At this time, it was raining lightly outside, and the winter rain, accompanied by a cold northwest wind, made people feel the biting cold as soon as it blew over.

Mo Yixuan didn't have an umbrella, he just walked into the rain, and let the cold rain blow on his body, it also blew into his heart.

He couldn't feel how cold his body was, because his heart had no temperature.

Back at the office, he sat quietly at his desk, where there was a thick stack of papers for him to read, and a 10 o'clock meeting waiting for him, but he didn't move.

"Yixuan, get ready for a meeting." Yang Mingyu pushed the door in, still holding the materials needed for the meeting in his hand.

"Did you hear that?"

Yang Mingyu saw that Mo Yixuan didn't react, threw the information in his hand on the desk, and shook Mo Yixuan's chair again.

Mo Yixuan finally spoke at this time.

"You preside." He said in a deep voice.

Yang Mingyu was puzzled.

"What's wrong with you? Yixuan, today's meeting is very important. You have to preside over it yourself. ”

Yang Mingyu was puzzled, although Yixuan usually has a cold face and can't see a smile all year round, he will not slack off at work. Today......

"What, you have news of her?" Yang Mingyu thought of something instantly.

Yes, only He Xiyan's news can make his brother suddenly become so depressed.

Mo Yixuan shook his head, his ink-colored eyes were full of sadness that could not be expressed in words.

"The police have declared her missing and dead, and her inheritance is in my name."

He whispered, his voice was very hoarse, obviously he hadn't cried, but his voice was so hoarse.

Yang Mingyu sighed. He wanted to know that it must be about He Xiyan.

"Yixuan, don't worry about He Xiyan." Yang Mingyu persuaded: "There is no way for the dead to come back to life, and the living have to continue to live." Let her go and find a suitable mother for your child, so that her spirit in heaven can rest in peace. ”

Yang Mingyu didn't know how to persuade him anymore, because he had actually persuaded him several times.

Calculating the time, it has been 2 years and 10 months since He Xiyan disappeared, and as the police said, it is indeed impossible for him to be alive. A deceased person should no longer affect the lives of the living.

Mo Yixuan's eyes were slightly closed, and no one could see the deep guilt and pain in his eyes at this time.