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"The real you..." Wen Xiaohui's breath was unstable: "Who knows which one is the real you? Every time I think I know you well, you can slap me in the face with your actions, even if you are now

Really, I won’t like you either. I once liked Luo Yi. He was gentle, delicate, smart and sunny. Although he did some outrageous things, he was willing to admit his mistakes and correct them. The most important thing is that he valued me, liked me and relied on me.

.That Luo Yi is dead in my heart." After Wen Xiaohui said these words, he felt that his heart was bleeding, and his voice trembled: "You? I don't know you."

"I value you, like you, and rely on you. Yes, I said I don't know what liking is, but you are the only person I want to accompany you. Not all feelings must have a specific word.

To describe it, I am sure that my feelings for you are better than anyone else."

"You value someone just to use or cheat?!" Wen Xiaohui was stunned.

Luo Yi looked sad: "One day, I will definitely return all that money to you."

"I don't want fucking money! It has nothing to do with money!" Wen Xiaohui felt that the anger in his body had nowhere to vent. He turned around and kicked the golf club to the ground. He shouted: "I don't want to talk nonsense to you anymore.

Give me the real estate certificate!" He couldn't stay here any longer and listened to Luo Yi say more inflammatory words. Luo Yi was already very eloquent. In the past three years, he had learned a lot about Luo Yi's words.

The accusation turned into his own guilt in the end. In this strange turn, he had never doubted it. Even now, he actually began to sympathize with Luo Yi again. He had to go, stay far away from Luo Yi, since he couldn't

Trusting his own judgment, he would rather stay away to protect himself.

Luo Yi looked at Wen Xiaohui deeply for a while, then propped up his weak body, staggered out of bed, and took out a document bag from the drawer.

Wen Xiaohui walked over in three steps and grabbed the document bag. Luo Yi's body seemed to lose its center of gravity and fell towards Wen Xiaohui.

"Fuck..." Wen Xiaohui had no time to dodge, and Luo Yi's larger body pushed him to the ground.

The thick carpet softened the impact of hitting the ground, but it still made Wen Xiaohui dizzy, and Luo Yi's weight of more than 170 kilograms made him almost out of breath.

When Luo Yi's hot skin was pressed against his skin, Wen Xiaohui was shocked. The last time he was in the United States, Luo Yi was also burned like this. As he said himself, he doesn't catch a cold easily but gets a high fever when he catches a cold...

After he was stunned, he quickly pushed Luo Yi away. Luo Yi was lying on his back on the carpet like a big rag doll at the mercy of others. His face was flushed, his breathing was slow, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and his eyes were half-closed.

There was no strength at all to go up. Wen Xiaohui had no doubt that if he left just like that, Luo Yi would lie here forever...

Luo Yi reached out and grabbed Wen Xiaohui's hand. His hand had no strength at all and he just held it loosely. Then he looked at Wen Xiaohui with an almost begging look, fearing that he would let go.

Wen Xiaohui's body trembled, and his palms became sweaty. He struggled for a long time, but finally did not throw away the hand. Instead, he raised Luo Yi's arm and used all his strength to lift the person up from the ground. Most of Luo Yi's body was covered with blood.

The weight was all on him, and he couldn't straighten his waist. He barely stood still and moved to the bed step by step.

Until they moved to the edge of the bed, the two of them collapsed on the bed together.

Luo Yi's thick nasal breathing came close to Wen Xiaohui's ears. Wen Xiaohui's heart tightened. Just as he was about to sit up, Luo Yi stretched out his long arm and placed it across his chest. His hot forehead gently pressed against Wen Xiaohui's neck.

, rubbed it, and called him in a low voice with a hoarse voice.

This sickly posture frightened Wen Xiaohui. He sat up suddenly and pushed Luo Yi away. The area where Luo Yi rubbed him seemed to be infected with his high temperature. The heat started to spread from the skin connection and he felt

My whole head became hot.

He took the documents that fell on the ground and turned to leave. Luo Yi whispered "Thank you" behind him.

Wen Xiaohui almost escaped. When he walked out of the villa, his heartbeat could not return to normal. It was not until he got into a taxi that he came to his senses, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Cao Hai: Luo Yi had a high fever.

Grasping the document bag in his hand, Wen Xiaohui found that his palms were wet.

A few days later, Wen Xiaohui and Cao Hai went to transfer the ownership of the house together. Wen Xiaohui didn't ask how Luo Yi was doing. He was not dead anyway, and Cao Hai didn't say anything. The two of them seemed to have never known Luo Yi, and they had a tacit understanding.

The land only does business.

Wen Xiaohui noticed that Cao Hai was in a very bad mental state. In fact, it was Luo Yi who threatened him, but Wen Xiaohui did not have much sympathy for this man. In addition to threats, there were inducements. Cao Hai was young, and he had a villa worth tens of millions and

How the big law firm came to be cannot have anything to do with Luo Yi. In the past few years, Cao Hai worked hard for Luo Yi and must have gained a lot from it.

After the transfer was completed, the two of them nodded politely and said goodbye. After a few steps out, Wen Xiaohui suddenly called out to Cao Hai.

Cao Hai turned around.

"Lawyer Cao, you drafted my sister's inheritance contract. You must have read the real suicide note."

Cao Hai was silent for a moment and nodded.

"What was written in the suicide note?"

"The suicide note is with Luo Yi."

"I don't need to know everything. I just want to know what she wrote about me. Do you remember it?"

"Mr. Luo has a separate letter for you. The content of the letter is 70% consistent with the suicide note you saw, except that Luo Yi changed the amount of inheritance and the support part... In Mr. Luo's suicide note, there is actually something for you to do when necessary.

I will take care of Luo Yi from time to time, but I remind you not to get too close to Luo Yi, and I do not ask you to become his guardian."

Wen Xiaohui thought of the brief suicide note. He had read that letter many times, and it was familiar enough that he could memorize it. It turned out that Luo Yi only changed the inheritance and guardianship parts, and the rest was left to him by his sister, especially after his father died of illness.

explanation of what happened at that time.

Wen Xiaohui felt mixed emotions and felt unspeakably uncomfortable. Yaya tried her best to protect Luo Yi and keep him away from the fight with her biological father. However, Luo Yi refused to give up and deceived and used him for three years to get the inheritance back to her.

In order to live up to Yaya's last wish, he tried hard to "take care" of Luo Yi, but he did not expect that it went against Yaya's true wish. Although it was not his fault, he felt very painful. He could not help Yaya,

Also...if he couldn't help Luo Yi, would he watch helplessly as both mother and son were destroyed in the hands of that person?

Wen Xiaohui felt a chill that penetrated directly into his heart.

After transferring the ownership of the house back, Wen Xiaohui finally dared to hand over the real estate certificate to his mother generously. When his mother took it over, she looked at him carefully: "Have you met Luo Yi?"

Wen Xiaohui said vaguely: "His lawyer will handle it."

Feng Yuehua obviously breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. Originally, I didn't plan to mention this matter... Just transfer the ownership and come back. I will have nothing to do with him in the future."

Wen Xiaohui nodded silently and said softly: "Mom, what did my dad do when Yaya came to beg me?"

"Why do you ask this?"

"I just want to know." Wen Xiaohui turned back and looked at Feng Yuehua, his bright eyes full of persistence.

Under the intense gaze, Feng Yuehua rarely cursed, but said solemnly: "He tampered with the scrapped car and pretended it had a malfunction and spontaneous combustion, but according to him, that person will definitely be able to investigate and find out in the end.

It's man-made, but it's impossible to imagine that an eight-year-old child did it."

"Yaya isn't afraid that person will suspect that she did it?"

"That person will definitely suspect that she did it. She just wanted that person to think so, because only she and Luo Yi had the conditions to do so at that time. She would rather that person suspect her than her son."

"That may not be the case now." Wen Xiaohui whispered. Now that President Chang is thinking back on what happened at the time, will he still put Luo Yi on the list of suspects?

"What?"

"Nothing." Wen Xiaohui asked again, "Did my dad leave anything at that time? Or did Yaya leave anything to my dad?"

Feng Yuehua shook her head: "I don't know, what is it?" She suddenly became nervous, "What do you know?"

Wen Xiaohui immediately comforted her: "I don't know, it's just that Luo Yi asked me, and I don't know what he was talking about."

"No matter what he says, don't believe it. Yaya said that Luo Yi is extremely smart, and that kid is a little devil. The further away you are from him, the better."

"I understand." Wen Xiaohui smiled sadly. No one knows this better than him.

After work, Wen Xiaohui went to see Luo Rui. The two of them were busy with their own affairs recently and hadn't seen each other for half a month.

When Luo Rui saw him, he said in surprise: "Beibi, your new hair style is really nice. How about I wear the same hair style as you?"

"No, how can I look classy if I keep the same ones?"

Luo Rui pouted and snorted. He pinched Wen Xiaohui's face and said, "That's right, this hairstyle is suitable for people with thin faces. If you are a little thinner, the effect will be like a human-stick with a wig on top. It's definitely very classy.

"

Wen Xiaohui slapped his hand away, touched his face, and said in a low voice: "I've been eating extra lately, why haven't I gained weight?"

"It's because of my mood." Luo Rui looked at him quietly with her round and big eyes, "But you are much better than you were at the beginning."

Wen Xiaohui smiled: "I'm fine now. Give me a six-inch cheesecake. I'll finish it by myself and show it to you."

Luo Rui rolled his eyes at him: "You can't overeat."

The two of them drank afternoon tea and chatted, just like the many wonderful afternoons they had spent together, except that Luo Yi was no longer on their topic, and Luo Yi would not appear in front of the store after school, riding a horse.

Take him home on your bicycle.

While chatting, Luo Rui asked him about his transfer to another place.

Wen Xiaohui said: "At that time, I thought this proposal was worth considering, just because the salary was high, but now that I...well, I have received a large breakup fee, and I am not short of money, there is no need to go. I'd rather stay here to develop."

It’s big, after all, the capital city has the most extensive resources, and besides, my home is here.”

"That's great. I don't want you to go to other places without anyone to accompany me."

"However, I have to consider my future prospects now. Shao Qun wants to sell the shares. From now on, no one will be able to protect me in Juxing. I won't be able to work in Juxing for the rest of my life. Sooner or later I will have to start my own business."

"Didn't we agree a long time ago that you will open a studio next to me when the time comes and we can see each other every day?"

"I don't mind seeing you every day."

"It's not annoying."

"I'm annoyed."

"Why are you so annoying?" Luo Rui punched him and pouted, "By the way, Shao Qun is going to divest from Juxing, why don't you let him give you money to set up a studio? Anyway, you

Both he and I are quite familiar with this industry.”
To be continued...