After the divorce, Mr. Sheng regretted it

Lin Chu raised his foot and walked in.

There is a bed inside.

Lin Chu walked towards the bed.

A person was lying on the bed, covered with a white cloth.

Before uncovering the white cloth, Lin Chu still held the last glimmer of hope in his heart.

How she wished that the person lying under this white cloth was not Fu Yan.

However, that was really just her wish.

The moment the white cloth was opened, she felt something explode in her ear.

It's really Fu Yan...

He just lay there quietly, as if he just fell asleep, but Lin Chu knew very well that his sleep was eternal sleep.

Tears burst out in an instant, wet her face.

"Xiaoyan..."

"Are you satisfied?" Zhou Yun walked slowly to Lin Chu's side and said this.

"How did this happen? Well done, how could Xiaoyan..." Lin Chu still didn't know what happened during these few hours.

Obviously a few hours ago, Fu Yan talked to her on the phone.

Didn't Fu Yan follow Zhou Yun?
But then, what happened?

"Why do you have the nerve to ask me? Lin Chu, you instigated him to act as your eyeliner, right?" Zhou Yun's gaze became colder: "If you hadn't asked him to do such a thing, he would have done it today. Nothing will happen!"

After Lin Chu finished listening, his face turned pale.

If Fu Yan really had an accident while following Zhou Yun, then she would have a disturbed conscience for the rest of her life.

Because, as Zhou Yun said, if she hadn't pulled Fu Yan into this matter, nothing would have happened to Fu Yan.

"In this matter, don't you have no responsibility at all? Your son died, but you only shifted the responsibility to others? Then you did nothing wrong yourself?" Sheng Yuhuai immediately defended Lin Chu .

"Yes, I was at fault, but Lin Chu is also responsible." Zhou Yun looked at Lin Chu with resentment: "Lin Chu, Fu Yan is dead, and you can only live like a sinner for the rest of your life! Because, you Indirectly killed him!"

Lin Chu looked at Fu Yan for a moment, and she didn't have the strength to argue with Zhou Yun.

At this moment, the grief in her heart has surpassed everything.

"Enough! Stop talking!" Sheng Yuhuai's eyes flashed with a hint of warning.

Immediately, he grabbed Lin Chu's shoulders and led her out of the hospital.

Back in Sheng Yuhuai's car, Lin Chu still couldn't recover for a long time.

Sheng Yuhuai saw her holding his hands tightly, so he grabbed her hands: "I know you're feeling uncomfortable now, but I hope you don't restrain your emotions, and cry when you're really sad. Um?"

After she let go of her hands, he realized that her fingernails had left red marks on her palms.

"I...I really shouldn't have pulled him in. I should have figured out a way for myself. If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't...wouldn't have died." Lin Chu couldn't escape the condemnation of his conscience.

"You can't think about it that way either, many things are not so absolute." Sheng Yuhuai comforted.

"Xiao Yan is really a good boy...he..." Lin Chu was too uncomfortable to speak.

Seeing her in such pain, Sheng Yuhuai immediately felt distressed.

He directly stretched out his hand and took her into his arms: "Cry out."

"Back then... he was the one who saved my life. In my heart, he was... the same as my younger brother." Lin Chu couldn't help crying.