Chapter 4779

"I'm fine." Luo Huasheng's voice is low, but his mood is not very high.

He Yijun has finished what he should say. There is no need to stay any longer. After nodding to him, he withdrew from Luo Huasheng's office.

In the spacious office, Zhao bingyue held Luo Huasheng tightly.

A few days ago, he rushed to the construction site of K city to save Luo Huarui and the son of the murderer who killed his parents. But when he came back here, he suddenly heard such thunderbolt news.

"Maybe it's a mistake. After investigating your parents' affairs for so many years, a lot of evidence has disappeared. Although he Yijun is very powerful, he is not a God and is not so omnipotent. I don't believe he really didn't miss."

Zhao bingyue didn't know what to say to make him feel better.

Compared with what Luo asked Lu Chunxiao, Zhao bingyue and Luo Huasheng have better senses of Luo Wentao. Whether it's the relationship between Zhao bingyue and Luo Huanxi, or the relationship between Luo Huasheng and Sanfang, the news is too heavy for them.

"Bingyue," Luo Huasheng gently patted the back of her hand, his voice full of fatigue, "I want to be alone."

Zhao bingyue's eyes were slightly red, and her heart was sour and swollen, but she still respected his decision.

She turned and left his office, leaving the space for him alone or for him to relax.

Now, although he Yijun has said who the murderer is, he has not found the real and conclusive evidence to convict Luo Wentao. Maybe there is still room for maneuver.

K city.

After sleeping for a day and a night, Luo Huanxi finally woke up.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the white walls, and the pungent smell of disinfectant reminded her where she was at the moment.

In the empty ward, there was sunshine outside the window, but it made her feel lonely.

Tears suddenly rolled down, and the fear of being buried in the soil and the love for nansloan were torn thousands of times in her sleep.

Luo Huanxi once thought that living was meaningless, but after this experience, she felt that it was really meaningless to chase a man who didn't love himself around.

She wasted so much time in her limited life that in the end, she was about to die, but she was still alone.

The person who loves her is left behind by her. The person she loves despises her. Up to now, she can only be alone.

Luo Huanxi's choking cry is getting louder and louder, and the fear of being buried has not dispersed yet.

The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open. Qian Ranran came in from the outside and found that she not only woke up, but also cried into a clay figurine. She hurried over.

"Huanxi, why are you crying? Don't cry. Is it painful? I'll call a doctor for you." Qian Ranran was about to press the call bell when Luo Huanxi grabbed her hand.

Qian Ranran looked back at her and couldn't help feeling distressed: "what's the matter? Do you want to talk to me?"

Their brother and sister were so unlucky that they almost died. If something happened to them, what would Jie Ranran do and their father do?

Qian Ranran can't imagine the pain. After they were found, she also cherished them.

Luo Huanxi shook his head and held her tightly but didn't speak.

She was thinking about what she was thinking when she was buried.

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