Chapter 677 Regret (1)

Wushuang was startled, but soon felt relieved. Although his voice was hoarse, it was very soft and soft, "I have Mr. Mu, I'm not afraid."

"Mr. Mu is afraid, Wushuang, do you have to know better? If you are not good, Mr. Mu is not good either."

Wushuang pursed her lips, and only said the word "good" in a low voice, then she closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully in Mu Jinchen's arms. It was only at this moment that Mu Jinchen dared to really close his eyes.

The wind and rain outside showed no sign of letting up, and Xia Ziwei stayed alone in the hospital all night. After seeing Xia Jinrong's body, she had been in a sluggish state, sitting motionless on the chair outside the morgue.

She could never understand how her kind and honest father could disappear after saying so.

If there is anyone in Xia Ziwei's life who treats her unconditionally and wholeheartedly, Xia Jinrong is definitely the first to bear the brunt. She still cannot accept this fact.

The quiet corridor was empty and eerie. One night, her father passed away and her mother disappeared. She cried all night facing the violent storm outside the window. Her tears ran dry but she didn't know who to look for or talk to. She can't do anything alone, and she can't do anything. For the first time, she knows that betrayal and separation from relatives is such a terrible thing.

At this moment, her cell phone rang, it was a message notification tone. She was about to slide it away to take a look, but a call came in. There was no caller ID, and it looked like a foreign number. She was excited and guessed it was Liu Yun quickly picked up the call.

Before she could speak, the other end of the phone spoke first, "Weiwei, I just sent you a bank card number. Hurry up and transfer money to me. I don't have much money on me right now, and I will be sleeping on the street soon." Come on, give me the check for 100 million first, and I’ll ask you for it after I spend it all.”

Xia Ziwei held back her breath and tried her best to adjust her emotions, "Mom, have you gone to see my dad today?"

"How do you know? They are looking for you? I just went back to Xia Yuan to get our bankbook and marriage certificate. By the way, I also took out Xia Yuan's real estate certificate. Let me see how he can divorce me. That dead guy was still chasing me, but luckily I was quick to get rid of him. "

Liu Yun seemed to feel that she had done something great, and proudly told Xia Ziwei.

Xia Ziwei closed her eyes, a sneer curled up on her lips, still unable to believe that her mother was such a person.

"Dad is dead, you know? What exactly did you do to him? Dad is dead! He has really become what you call a dead ghost! Are you satisfied?"

Xia Ziwei cried and roared, her voice echoing in the empty corridor. She was lonely and sad, and the tears she thought were running away flowed out again.

"What did you say? Your father is dead? How could he die? You lied to me, right? He was fine when he chased me?"

"Yeah, how could he die? How could he die? He is only in his fifties, and he still has a lot of time to live in his life. I also want to ask you how could he die? Mom, tell me honestly, Did you hit him? Did you hit dad to death?"

Xia Ziwei roared, her throat dry and tearing with pain, but she had suppressed it all night and no longer knew how to vent her sadness.