Chapter 883

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"It's been found out, it's terminal cancer." Qin Miao took out a document and handed it to Huo Baiyuan: "This is the inspection report."

Huo Baiyuan didn't answer, he looked away indifferently, took a step forward, and continued to walk forward.

Qin Miao didn't understand what Huo Baiyuan meant.

Back in the office, Huo Baiyuan sat back on the chair, propped his head with one hand, rubbed the space between his tired brows, and after a moment of silence, he took out his phone, and there was still the text message on the screen.

Huo Baiyuan swiped open the lock screen, clicked into the text messages from that day, and kept scrolling forward, all of them were sent by Song Lishu, and he never replied.

In fact, Song Lishu rarely contacted him.

Just last night, she found him and asked him to meet at a dessert shop today. Since this morning, she has sent a lot of text messages.

——Mr. Huo, I'm leaving.

— Mr. Huo, I'm here.

——Mr. Huo, will you come over?

--I'm waiting for you.

She is his wife in name, but she always calls him Mr. respectfully, which is really ridiculous.

Now, she is dead.

Huo Baiyuan threw the phone aside, leaned back on the chair, and slowly closed his eyes, feeling relieved, as if he had finally broken free from some kind of shackles.

She died just in time.

In the evening, after returning to Huo's villa, Huo Baiyuan stepped into the hall. Qin Miao hurriedly caught up with Huo Baiyuan and asked, "Young Master, the body of the young mistress is still in the hospital. What about the funeral of the young mistress..."

"Bury it anywhere." Huo Baiyuan walked up to the second floor without stopping, and said this sentence lightly, with an indifferent tone, as if he was just throwing away a piece of garbage.

Qin Miao was stunned for a moment.

Just find a place to bury it?

Don't you even plan to have a funeral?

"That's right." Huo Baiyuan suddenly stopped, turned to look at Qin Miao behind him, and said, "Arrange a time to meet that Miss Shu."

Qin Miao was startled: "Are you planning to..."

Huo Baiyuan slowly raised the corners of his lips: "That Miss Shu likes me, didn't the Shu family always want to marry me?"

Qin Miao held back something in his heart and dared not say it.

Unexpectedly, the eldest young mistress had just died, and the eldest young master was already planning to marry another woman.

The young master is even more ruthless than he imagined.

He still hugged Yun Ci tightly and hid his head behind her, as if he was only relying on her.

Su Mi wiped away her tears, now is not the time to cry, she stood up, looked at Yunci and Dongtang Chiyou, and said: "The special medicine has been sent for testing, maybe there is a chance to make an antidote, Chiyou The young master will return to normal."

Yunci nodded, and reached out to pat Dongtang Chiyou's head to calm his emotions.

In order to avoid accidental injury, Hua Yinong deliberately sat a little further away, and pointed to the sofa next to her: "Boss, what about that woman?"

Song Lishu was leaning crookedly on the sofa, with his head drooping weakly, and the long hair hanging from his ears was soft and shiny, which shows how much Huo Baiyuan took care of her. At first glance, he couldn't actually find that it was a corpse .

"He's dead, so let's just bury him." Hua Yinong said.

Yun Ci turned her eyes and took a look, vaguely recalling that eight years ago, at the Nineteenth Villa, she and she had met once.

"No, let her stay first."

Hua Yinong nodded: "Well, maybe it's still useful, but..."

Hua Yinong stood up, walked slowly in front of Song Lishu, bent over and gently lifted Song Lishu's long hair with one hand, and looked at her pale face impressively.

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