Chapter 1839 He Did It

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"Don't worry," Lu Yi raised his head and looked at everything outside, his eyes became warmer.

"I will live a long time, so long that I will be gray-haired, but no matter how old we become, I will always hold your hand and walk towards the end and end of our lives."

Yan Huan closed her eyes, absorbing his warm body temperature and the faint smell of kapok on him that has never changed.

At this time, she began to calm down, perhaps she would remember the man who had hurt her and harmed her, or perhaps she would be the last person in the world to remember him.

And she forgave him.

Yan Huan reached into his pocket, took out a piece of paper, and put it in Lu Yi's palm.

"He told me this."

He said that it contained everything I wanted to know. My mother's ashes were smashed by that man, and I was also captured by that man. Also, the car accident between Xiaoguang and me was caused by that man.

She became a vegetable and almost couldn't come back. Xiaoguang's eyes were almost blind. It was all because of that man. It was all because of him.

Lu Yi clenched the paper in his hand, and the veins on the back of his hand also jumped.

Yan Huan put her hand in his palm.

"We are fine, and nothing will happen to us in the future."

"Yeah, nothing will happen," Lu Yi clenched Yan Huan's hand and let her lean on his shoulder. He opened his palm, and there was a piece of paper in his palm. The handwriting on the paper was beautiful, but also very messy. It can be seen that these words came from a man's hand. The handwriting was messy, but it can also be felt. This person's mentality when writing these, his heart is calm, at least when writing these, his heart is unexpectedly calm.

"Is this it?" Lei Qingyi took the note and looked at the words one by one, "It's here, no wonder, and it's a foreign bank, maybe we have to go abroad again."

Lu Yi took the note, obviously this note is as light as a feather, but for some reason, he actually felt the weight of a thousand gold.

He exhaled heavily.

Finally, we have to know who that person is, right?

And he hopes it's not someone he knows, because no one can bear such consequences, and no one can afford such consequences. Yan Huan's mother's urn was smashed, Yan Huan was injected with drugs, and almost ruined her life. And those car accidents, he almost lost his wife and a son.

Lei Qingyi acted quickly and had already booked a flight to that country. No wonder the money was stored there. That country is a free trade city. No matter where the money comes from, many people will deposit their money there. Of course, that is also a place where a lot of ill-gotten gains are stored.

Lu Yi pressed a series of numbers. This is a safe that has been rented here for a long time. There is only one password that can be opened here. The safe will exist for a long time as long as you can afford the expensive rent inside.

With a click, the safe opened and Lu Yi poured out a stack of things from it.

There is a passbook and some other things

"Tsk, more than 700 million!"

Lei Qingyi was a little stupid and scared when he saw the number. This Brother Hua is really rich, but why does he like to do these things? Maybe it's like he said, he has lived too empty. Even one cigarette after another can't satisfy his emptiness and loneliness, and it can't fill his numb heart.

So he just likes to do this kind of thing.

Tasting the results in danger, after one danger after another, there will be a greater emptiness.

This kind of person is actually not only physically ill, but also mentally ill, and it is a terminal illness.

And Lei Qingyi really can't call that Brother Hua now, and he can't understand that Yan Huan, because all the money was given to Yan Huan in the end. There is also an account book in it, which probably records the origin of the money. The others are also roughly mentioned in time, and there is nothing more written, so it is also the perpetual calendar that Brother Hua can live close to. Everything he has done is very clean and neat, otherwise there would be no so many businesses and so much money.

The front is not mentioned, but there are a few orders in the back, but they are highlighted.

After Lu Yi looked at it, his fingers on his side suddenly clenched into a fist, and his black eyes seemed to become a little red but also condensed.

Lei Qingyi hurriedly took those, and when he saw the account, the name on it, and what was done, he was also stunned there.

He rubbed his eyes, somewhat unbelieving.

They had all suspected it, but even though they suspected it, they never thought about that person. How could it be possible?

This is his daughter, his grandson.

And the account above is not someone else's, but Ye Jianguo.

How much money did they make by digging up the grave of a woman named Yan and smashing her ashes?

How much money did they make by catching a woman named Yan Huan and letting her get addicted?

How much money did they make by causing a car accident and losing a brother?

Lei Qingyi's ears began to hurt, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be stabbed by something.

What should he do now? His life, which had been peaceful for a short time, has once again been stirred up by such a storm, and Lei Qingyi's fingers holding the bill couldn't help but tremble.

And now he doesn't know how to solve this matter.

Yan Huan will not let Ye Jianguo go, and the Lu family will not let him go either.

The matter of smashing Yan Huan's mother's ashes alone is not something Yan Huan can let go of, and the last car accident almost took Yan Huan's life, and Xiaoguang's eyes.

Now they are fine, but if something really happens, who will compensate for Yan Huan's life, who can compensate for Xiaoguang's eyes, and who can take such responsibility.

Can he, Ye Jianguo, do it? Can he?

Does he have the ability?

Even if he died a thousand times, ten thousand times, he couldn't erase those injuries. Xiaoguang almost went blind, and there was also the matter of Yan Huan's mother. This was what a person could do, but no matter what, how could he do something to a dead person? How much hatred would be needed to be so cruel as to grind a dead person to ashes.

Even if he harmed Yan Huan eight or ten times, he would not have such a love that made Yan Huan suffer and made Yan Huan unbearable.

That was not someone else, that was her real mother, who was no longer with us.

What if someone else smashed Ye Rong's ashes, what about Grandma Ye's ashes? Would Ye Jianguo feel pain, would he feel uncomfortable, would he be in so much pain that he would rather die than live?