Chapter 360

Lu Shaohua acted very quickly, and soon completely terminated the cooperation with Tianmu Company, and has already sued Tianmu Company for maliciously deceiving the Qiao Group, causing major property losses to the Qiao Group. By the way, the culprit William and Triumph were sent went to court.

The court ruled that Tianmu Company’s malicious fraud was true on the spot, and ruled that the BYL brand would be exclusively owned by Qiao’s Group, and no company or individual should be allowed to occupy it. William and Triumph were fined heavily and punished with two years of forced labor.

Qiao Moli was not interested in these results, he framed all the design drafts drawn by Yan Xiluo with grief and put them in his desk.

Although he no longer had the courage to open those manuscripts, the tear stains on them were always accusing him of being ruthless.

In order to get the exact whereabouts of Yan Xiluo, Qiao Moli carried out a blanket search all over Rome, but only managed to find the small courtyard where Yan Xiluo had been staying for a year.

On this day, he sent everyone away, even Lu Shaohua was not allowed to follow, and came to the small courtyard alone.

The courtyard was already empty, but the easel Yan Xiluo had used before and the flowers and plants she had planted were still there, growing wantonly and blooming colorful little flowers.

Qiao Moli walked slowly in the yard, slowly feeling the scene when his wife was there step by step.

Taking a deep breath and slowly closing his eyes, he seemed to be able to see his wife sitting in front of the easel, adding color to the drawing with sad and helpless strokes. And the splashes of water falling on the ground are the tears dripping from the eyes of his wife, so painful and helpless.

The corners of Qiao Moli's eyes were moist. He walked from the yard to the inner room step by step, opened the door, and the smell of magnolia flowers in the whole room rushed towards his face.

The faint fragrance was refreshing, and Qiao Moli couldn't help but open his arms and hug him, as if he was holding his wife in his arms.

However, after the long silence passed, Qiao Moli had to return to reality. The emptiness of the room told him that his wife had already left.

He inspected the rooms one by one, looking at the place where his wife lived, her kitchen, her bedroom, and even the bathroom...

The empty room was filled with shadows of his wife, but her understanding laughter was no longer heard.

Qiao Moli lay quietly on the big bed that Yan Xiluo had been lying on, as if Yan Xiluo was lying beside her at this moment, and whispered, "Luoluo, if you want to punish me, that's enough, I've already I'm full of scars, please don't be so cruel, please? Please come back soon, please? How can I live without you!"

Just like that, Qiao Moli stayed in the small courtyard where Yan Xiluo used to live for three days and three nights, not eating or drinking, heartbroken.

When Lu Shaohua found this place, he was so emaciated that he lost his human form.

Lu Shaohua was so angry that he looked at Qiao Moli with pity, "Moli, look at what you have become?! Such a small setback has hit you so hard! Shouldn't you cheer up and continue looking for your sister-in-law Is it? There is little Siluo waiting for you to take care of! You...!"

Because he was so angry, Lu Shaohua stretched out his hand to grab Qiao Moli who was lying on the bed, and was about to shake him awake, only to find that he was burning hot all over, "Oops, he has a fever! God, if I hadn't come here , are you just planning to burn to death like this?! How can you be so worthless!"

After all, Lu Shaohua couldn't just watch Qiao Moli get sick and ignore him. He picked up Qiao Moli's tall body, walked out of Yan Xiluo's small courtyard, stuffed him into the car and took him away from the person who made Qiao Moli sick. A place to lose your soul.

Just when Qiao Moli was dying because of Yan Xiluo's departure again, Yan Xiluo was struggling on the verge of death, relying on the oxygen machine to breathe every day, and the body's supply could only rely on the nutrient solution.

In the disastrous sterile room, apart from the monotonous sound of the monitor every day, it is Ning Donghang's persistent chanting.

"Xi Luo, I know you can hear my voice, how are you today? Are you feeling better? Get better soon."

"Xiluo, you are a strong girl. I believe you will be able to encourage yourself to get out of the predicament. There is still a wonderful life waiting for you."

"Xiluo, you must cheer up quickly. Today I secretly placed a cactus outside your ward. I hope you can live as tenaciously as it does."

"Xi Luo, I bring you a pot of cactus every day. This is already the twenty-third pot. When are you going to open your eyes and take a look?"

"Xi Luo, today is the fifty-ninth pot. The nurse has issued an ultimatum to these cacti, saying that if I don't take them away, they will all be thrown into the trash can."

"Xiluo, the dean agreed to my request. Those cacti have been placed on the special flower stand outside the ward. There are now ninety-seven pots. I'm waiting for you to wake up. Wake up, Xiluo!"

"Xiluo, this is already the one hundred and ninety-ninth pot of cactus. The little flower seller even thought that I fell in love with her when I went to buy flowers every day. Haha, are you saying it's ridiculous? Xiluo, I'm waiting You wake up, come on!"

Yan Xiluo lay quietly on the hospital bed, all the sounds outside seemed to be of no use to her, she felt as if she was walking on a foggy street.

The street was cold and damp, endless, uninhabited, and seemed to have no sound at all.

Yan Xiluo has been wandering here for many days, but no matter which way she goes, there is a dense fog in front of her and behind her.

She didn't know why she was in this place, and she even forgot what her name was.

yeah, who is she? from where?

After thinking hard for a while, Yan Xiluo found that her mind was blank, so she had to lower her head dejectedly. She couldn't remember anything, she couldn't remember anything.

On this day, she stood in the thick fog as usual, but found a black shadow flashing past her.

Without even thinking about it, she ran after her.

She has been trapped in this ghostly place for too long, and finally saw Mo Ying, so she had to ask clearly.

Yan Xiluo mustered all his strength to chase after the figure, until he was out of breath from exhaustion, and finally caught the figure, which turned out to be a child.

This is a very cute little boy with soft hair and light blue eyes, smiling happily at her.

"Who are you? Who am I? Where is this?"

Yan Xiluo couldn't help throwing out so many questions, the little boy just shook his head, he leaned closer to Yan Xiluo, stuffed his soft little hand into Yan Xiluo's palm, and called softly, "Mom."

This call was like a thunderbolt hitting Yan Xiluo's brain, and all the memories flooded into her mind at once, and the rough first half of her life kept flashing before her eyes.

Fell into the sea, gave birth, detoxified, escaped...