Chapter 883

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"I 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, stepped forward and went on.

Qin Miao didn't understand what Huo Baiyuan meant.

Back in the office, Huo Baiyuan sat back in a chair, one hand holding his head, rubbed his tired eyebrows, and was quiet for a moment. He took out his mobile phone, and there was still a message on the screen.

Huo Baiyuan draws the lock screen, clicks in the text message of that day, and turns it forward. It's all from Song Lishu. He never replied.

In fact, song Lishu seldom contacted him.

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

——Mr. Huo, I'm going.

——Mr. Huo, I'm here.

——Mr. Huo, will you come?

——I'll wait for you.

She is his wife in name, but she always calls him respectfully. It's ridiculous.

Now, she's dead.

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

She died just in time.

In the evening, when he returned to Huo's villa, Huo Baiyuan stepped into the hall. Qin Miao caught up with Huo Baiyuan in a hurry and asked, "young master, the body of the old lady is still in the hospital. What happened to the old lady..."

"Bury it anywhere." Huo Baiyuan did not stop, walked to the second floor, lightly dropped such a sentence, the tone of indifference, as if just throwing away a piece of garbage.

Qin Miao was stunned.

Buried anywhere?

Don't you even plan a funeral?

"That's right." Huo Baiyuan suddenly stopped, looked back at Qin Miao behind him, and said, "arrange the time to meet Miss Shu."

Qin Miao was surprised: "are you going to..."

Huo Baiyuan slowly raised his lips: "that Miss Shu likes me. Doesn't the Shu family always want to marry me?"

Qin Miao had something to say in his heart.

I didn't expect that the young lady had just died, and the young master had already planned to marry another woman.

The young master is more fickle than he thought.

He still hugged Yunci and hid his head behind her, as if relying on her alone.

Su Mi wiped away her tears. Now is not the time to cry. She stood up, looked at Yunci and Dongtang Chiyou, and said, "that special medicine has been sent to test. Maybe, if you have the chance to make an antidote, master Chiyou will be able to return to normal."

Cloud words ordered to nod, stretched out a hand to clap East Tang Chi You's head, pacify his mood.

In order to avoid being hurt by mistake, Hua Yinong deliberately sits far away and points to the sofa beside him: "boss, what about that woman?"

Song Lishu is leaning on the sofa, his head drooping powerlessly, and his long hair falling down from his ear is smooth and glossy. It can be seen how attentive Huo Baiyuan is to her maintenance. At a glance, he can't find that this is a corpse.

"He's dead. Why don't you bury him?" Hua Yinong said.

Yunci turns her eyes and takes a look, vaguely remembering that eight years ago, she and she met once in the 19th villa.

"No, leave her first."

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

Hua Yinong stands up and walks slowly to song Lishu. She bends down and raises song Lishu's long hair with one hand. She looks pale.