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The doctor had told him a long time ago that Fu Huiya's brainwave had completely disappeared.

No one in the courtroom breathed a sigh of relief when the judge's adjudication hammer landed.

Lin Luo clenched her fist tightly. In this divorce case, Lin Luo had obtained a lot of things, the two sets of properties in Xi Muyao's name and the fifteen percent shares in the Western European Group. Although it was less than she had initially expected, as long as Western Europe did not collapse, Lin Luo would be able to live her second half without worries.

Lin Luo silently heaved a sigh of relief, but she did not feel at ease in her heart. She was thinking, did I do wrong, or was it when a person's greed is never satisfied, why does she feel a little heavy in her heart when she should be happy?

Mu Wenshu coldly looked at all of this. Be it Lin Luo or Xi Muyao, it did not seem to have anything to do with anyone. He already had Lu Qingli, so if he wanted to spend the rest of his life with the person he loved, what could be better than this?

When the judge left, Mu Wenshu packed up the documents on the table and was about to leave. Mu Wenshu slapped the documents on the table, he immediately grabbed the corner of the table and waited for the darkness to dissipate.

Lin Luo walked over and asked in concern: "What's wrong with you?"

Mu Wenshu shook his head and a blurry image appeared in front of his eyes, "I feel dizzy, my eyes can't see anything for a few seconds."

"I'm fine." Mu Wenshu released the corner of the table, stood up, and grabbed the document in his hands, "It's probably because I was too tired these past few days and didn't get a good rest."

Lin Luo walked beside him, and worriedly looked at Mu Wenshu's pale face, "Since the case is already over, you should get a good rest. "If you don't see anything like this, you can go to the hospital and check it out."

"Yes." Mu Wenshu nodded his head and followed Lin Luo out of the court. The glaring sunlight shot straight at Mu Wenshu, he squinted his eyes and said indifferently: "I remember there's a coffee shop beside, let's go take a seat there."

Lin Luo nodded silently and followed Mu Wenshu into the coffee shop to sit down.

Mu Wenshu found a waiter and ordered a cup of black coffee, but was stopped by Lin Luo: "You don't look good, it's better if you don't order coffee."

Lin Luo turned her head and said to the waiter in a soft voice, "Two cups of honey and grapefruit tea, thank you!"

Mu Wenshu did not stop him. Clenching his fists tightly, he waited for Lin Luo to speak.

Lin Luo took a sip of the honey grapefruit tea and spoke slowly, "I have only occasionally heard Xi Muyao mention what happened that year. By then your father's company was already on its way downhill, but your father refused to give it up for face. So, Xi Muyao found someone to talk to your father about a crime. As long as this case can be done, the company's funds can be diverted.

At this time, Xi Muyao took the initiative to request for money to be poured in, so your father naturally cannot seek work. Your father cooperated with the man without consulting the board.

It's just that that person was a scammer. In this business scam case, Xi Muyao had gone with the flow, he knew that person's character, but he had introduced your father to that person. In the end, that person secretly fled after donating.

If this has anything to do with Lu Jinghao, I believe the person who found you and told you to leave back then was not Lu Jinghao himself. As for whether it was Lu Jinghao's intention, who knows? However, there is one thing that Lu Jinghao is not involved in your father's case. As a politician, he naturally had to constantly plan for his own political career! He will not do such a risky thing. "

Mu Wenshu heaved a sigh of relief and released the honey grapefruit tea in his hand. The bystanders were all too aware of what was going on. He had searched and twisted in this mysterious place for years, but he still could not see where the essence of the problem lay.

The one who had conveyed the so called Lu Jinghao's words back then was Lu Qingge. He was stuck on the fact that Lu Qingge was her most treasured daughter, but she didn't expect that the words Lu Qingge had said must be Lu Jinghao's idea.

Lu Qingge was not an easy target.

Mu Wenshu stood up, "Thank you! I'll ask my lawyer to help you with the rest, don't worry. I'll be leaving first. "

Lin Luo frowned and nodded, compared to the procedures for the transfer of wealth, Lin Luo was more worried about Mu Wenshu's health, she stood up and walked forward a few steps, "Can you? Otherwise, I'll send you back. Don't drive. "

Mu Wenshu waved his hands, stopping Lin Luo in her tracks, "It's alright, I'm not going back. Qingli's mother is being hospitalized, I'll be going to the hospital right now."

Lin Luo thoughtfully stopped in her tracks. She had been too busy fighting Xi Muyao for the past few days and she did not even know about this huge matter.

When Mu Wenshu rushed to the hospital, Lu Qingli was the only one left.

Mu Wenshu took light steps, walked over and sat next to Lu Qingli, and asked softly: "Where are Qinghuan and the rest?"

Because of this case today, Mu Wenshu was unable to go with Lu Qingli to the airport to pick up Qinghuan and the others.

Lu Qingli raised her head from the crook of her arm, rubbed the back of her neck and said indifferently, "I told them to go back. After all, Qinghuan is still pregnant and we cannot be too tired. "

Mu Wenshu nodded and asked: "Have you eaten?"

Lu Qingli looked at Mu Wenshu, stretched Mu Wenshu's tie and patted the collar of his suit: "You've been busy the whole morning, you must be hungry, right? I'll accompany you to eat. "

Mu Wenshu nodded and stood up while holding Lu Qingli's hand. When they left the ward, Mu Wenshu took a look at the window and saw that Fu Huiya was still lying there as quiet as the day she was delivered to the hospital. Her face, however, became even paler.

The only sound that could be heard in the silent ward was the operation of various instruments.

Jian Yang rolled up his sleeves and said to Qinghuan: "You go up and rest first. Once the food is ready, I'll go get you. You can sleep for 40 minutes. "

Lu Qinghuan was not in a good mood, she nodded her head weakly and walked up the stairs, looking at the three doors in front of him, as if she could still see Fu Huiya and Qingli inside each of the three women's room. The villa was bustling with happiness, and occasionally there were even the sounds of bobo crying.

Lu Qinghuan did not return to her room, but pushed open the door in the middle.

This was a place Fu Huiya had lived in for over twenty years. Every piece of furniture, bed products, wardrobe, and even the decorations at the head of the bed were imprints that Fu Huiya had lived in before, and even the air seemed to be filled with the unique smell of Fu Huiya. That kind of light and elegant fragrance was even present, and there were a few pots of bush orchids on the balcony window.

Looks like Xiu Er takes good care of these flowers on a daily basis, they must be her favorite flowers.

Lu Qinghuan walked to the side of the bed and sat down.

Qinghuan lifted the blanket and laid on the bed, her nose filled with Fu Huiya's scent.

It was as if Fu Huiya was still by her side, silently looking at her without a sound. Lu Qinghuan closed her eyes and turned around. She placed her hands under the pillow and prepared to hug the pillow and adjust to her favorite sleeping position.

However, she touched something beneath her palm. Lu Qinghuan opened her eyes and picked up the pillow. It was actually a small key.

Lu Qinghuan frowned, why would she leave the key here? Which key was this?

She pulled back the covers, sat up, and looked around.

No one would leave their keys here casually. The nanny would clean up the bed every day and would definitely find out.

Lu Qinghuan looked at the key in her hand that was still emitting a cold light. It must have been hidden under her pillow because she had been in a hurry and couldn't retrieve it in time.

It was just that after she was hospitalized, she had never come back, so Xiu Er had not tidied up this bed.

Lu Qinghuan put on her slippers and looked around the room for a lock. The wardrobe, the small bookshelves, and even the places where she could flip through, she couldn't find anything that matched the lock.

Lu Qingli sat on the side of the bed, one hand on her lower back as she panted slightly, beads of perspiration trickling down her forehead.

She kept slapping her palms together and her eyes kept darting around.

When her gaze fell upon the bedside table by her feet, Lu Qinghuan casually opened the bedside table, and discovered that there was actually a locked small drawer inside the fan.

Lu Qinghuan's eyes slightly widened. She took a look at the key in her hand, then squatted down and knelt on the carpet beside the bed and took the key to open the lock.

The drawer had indeed been opened.

There was only one folder inside. Nothing else.

Lu Qinghuan took out the document folder and sat on the carpet beside the bed. Leaning on the edge of the bed, she slowly opened it and took out everything inside.

From the looks of the old photos, it was clear that they were Lu Jinghao and Fu Huiya. The last photo was of the family of four, Lu Qinghuan was just born at that time.

Lu Jinghao placed one hand on Lu Qingli's shoulder and the other on Fu Huiya's waist. Fu Huiya stood beside Lu Jinghao with Lu Qinghuan in her arms.

Lu Qinghuan held onto the picture in her hands, thinking about the current situation, he could not hold back, two streams of hot tears suddenly rolled down her face and fell onto the picture.

Lu Qinghuan immediately and carefully pulled on her sleeves to wipe the tears off the photo.

She put the photo aside and continued to take things from the document bag. She also took out a copy of Fu Huiya's medical history and a thin diary.

Lu Qinghuan casually flipped to a page and read:

Today was the eighth day after the diagnosis. The dull feeling in my chest, the palpitation in my heart, reminded me of his angry departure.

He stayed in his room for eight whole days.

I don't want to have surgery.

Qingli ran away from home, who knows where she is now? How is she? Did anyone take care of her? Would I still be able to hear her call me "mother" again? Qinghuan's relationship with him had also not eased up yet, so whether or not I should do something or not.

Lu Qinghuan sniffed, reached out to wipe her tears, and continued to read:

It was unknown when death would come on the eighteenth day. I'm not ready yet. There's a lot I can't bear, a lot of flaws.

It has been decided not to have surgery.