A Different Husband Every Day

A sharp light flashed in Xu Yimo's eyes, and an idea gradually took shape in his brain.

With his wife's ability alone, she couldn't do such a seamless job. She must have a strong helper.

Rong Fan and his wife!

She went to Rongcheng.

Xu Yimo interrupted Xu Yazheng: Where are Dong Rong and his wife?

Xu Yazheng couldn't keep up with Xu Yimo's change of mind, and suddenly turned to this, but she still answered him seriously: This time you are hospitalized, and my sister is all on you. I want to take care of the company. Thanks to the help of Mr. and Mrs. Rong... ...

Without hiding anything, Rong Fan and Xia Ran, one of them presided over the investigation of Li Weiyin's car accident and the funeral, and the other went to eat Gujin every day to keep Li Weiyin alive. The more she said, the more radiant Xu Yimo's eyes became.

There was faintly suppressed joy that couldn't be suppressed, but it didn't burst out.

If at the beginning he just guessed based on intuition, did not dare to make a conclusion easily, and refused to accept the news of her death, then at this moment, he can be sure without He Congyue's investigation clues.

The corners of his lips couldn't help trembling slightly, a scorching breath filled his limbs and bones, making him want to jump up, rush out, find Rong Fan, and ask where his wife is!

But the strong self-control makes him restrain himself, and there are still some things that are not connected in series. Even if Yu Xiao threatens his wife, she will not be so determined. She will not be so stupid, and it is not worth doing this to him and his mother. heartless.

She knew very well how much pain her death was to them, and it would never be smoothed over.

There must be something else that caused her to come to this point!

Letting out a long breath, Xu Yimo nodded: I see, auntie, I want to rest for a while.

He needs to calmly sort out where the problem is.

But Xu Yazheng didn't do what he wanted. After hesitating for a while, he sighed softly and said, Yimo... sister can't know...

Her bottom line is Mrs. Xu, and the rest are just floating clouds to Xu Yazheng. She only hopes that Mrs. Xu can spend every day in the future happily.

Understanding Xu Yazheng's worries, Xu Yimo gave her an affirmative answer: I am Xu Yimo, always Xu Yimo.

He knew that Xu Yazheng was worried that he would yearn for his biological blood more. If his biological mother was still there, he might be embarrassed and needed to find a way to balance the two sides. But now he only has one mother who needs him, and Yu Jing is absent. His father, who had lived for thirty years, held a lower position in his heart than even his good uncle.

After getting the answer she wanted, Xu Yazheng's heart settled down, and she let out a sigh of relief: You rest, I will take you to burn incense for Yinyin later.

Xu Yazheng didn't bother Xu Yimo, she just told Shen Jie to wait outside when she left the ward.

The room was quiet, Xu Yimo folded his hands under his head, leaned against the head of the bed and fell into deep thought.

Xu Yazheng was so firm in his belief that his wife had really died, it must be because she didn't know why his wife wanted to escape her shell. The hidden story in it was related to his life experience, and it had nothing to do with Yu Xiao.

His wife asked He Congyue to treat Yu Rui. It could only be a deal. Yu Rui provided her with enough help, most of which was to kidnap Yu Xie. You must know that even if he did it himself, if he wanted to kidnap Yu Xie, he would still not stay. Traces are impossible.