Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

"Xiao Ru, if you attack me with cyber violence, don't think that I have no way to fight back. There is no cost to spreading rumors. Whether you admit it or not, if I say that you deliberately murdered my sister, just to force me to be with you, there will be costs. A large number of netizens believed it, and instead pointed the knife of public opinion at you. I didn’t do it because I was thinking of our friendship for many years and your sister’s kindness to me. show mercy."

Zhuo Yilin really didn't want to go this far.

But now, in order to protect himself and the one he loves, he must show his edge.

On the other side of the phone, Feng Ru was silent for a long time.

Zhuo Yilin said everything that needed to be said, but seeing that she was silent, he finally left a sentence: "You should think about it carefully." He hung up the phone.

Fisher stood behind him, seeing him put down his phone, she stepped forward and asked, "What did Feng Ru say? She didn't deny it, did she?"

After Zhuo Yilin recorded the conversation and saved it, he turned to look at his fiancée, and sighed slightly: "She didn't deny it."

"Then what did she say?"

The man was silent for a while, with obvious hesitation on his face.

Fisher looked at his expression and quickly understood: "Does she want you to break up with me and be with her?"

Zhuo Yilin's eyes froze, surprised.

Fisher was very calm, and smiled: "What's so strange about this? Since I know she likes you, I can guess all her next actions. She has nothing anyway, and she is not afraid of losing anything. Of course you can spare it."

Hearing what his fiancée said, Zhuo Yilin felt inexplicably uneasy, and quickly threw her into his arms and hugged her tightly: "Xiaoxue, don't worry about this, we are already engaged, and we will get married when I return to China. "

"Well, I know." Fisher hugged him back and nodded in his arms.

She, Miss Fei, is not the kind of saint who sacrifices herself to help others.

After finally getting together with the man she had liked for many years, of course she will take good care of it, even if Feng Ru is really pitiful and lonely, she will not quit.

What's more, it doesn't mean that things like feelings can be fulfilled if she quits.

"Okay, since it's impossible to agree to her powerless condition, let's think about how to deal with the public opinion on the Internet." Fisher has also experienced storms, and this time he faced the public opinion storm, much calmer than last time.

Zhuo Yilin frowned, took her hand and went back to the sofa in the living room to sit down.

"Actually... I'm not in China, so the impact is relatively small for the time being. I'm just worried that if you return to China in a few days, if the heat of this matter has not subsided, it will affect your life."

Fisher glanced at him, and deliberately said with a bit of sadness: "I don't know why my brain twitched, but I fell in love with you out of the vast sea of ​​people. After years of hard work and secret love, I finally saw hope. How long have you been together? There are wave after wave of your admirers picking things up."

Zhuo Yilin was also very guilty, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

"It's true that I'm a little bit scared, but I choose the person myself, so let's accept my fate."

Fisher's cell phone rang, and she saw that it was Qianqian calling, so she simply turned on the speakerphone.

"Hey...you didn't see the trending searches on the Internet, did you?"

Qianqian was a little surprised: "You already know? How do we deal with it now? Is it Feng Ru's post? What is she trying to do? My brother didn't say that her sister died, so let's leave her alone? She offended her by doing so. What good will it do her if she loses my brother?"

Fisher sighed slightly after hearing her best friend's angry and puzzled speech, "Because...she wants more."

"More? What more?"

"She wants to be your sister-in-law."

"..." Qianqian didn't say a word, apparently so speechless that she didn't know how to respond.

"Is my brother with you?"

"Here, my phone is hands-free."

Qianqian went on to say: "Brother, you have to deal with this matter quickly, or you won't be able to clean up if you jump into the Yellow River. Isn't it just posting? He will post it to you, won't he? At this time, don't be soft-hearted, otherwise you will be merciless. Constantly rebelling against it.”

These words, in fact, Fisher also want to say.

But I was worried that if I said these things, Zhuo Yilin would think that she was jealous and deliberately took the opportunity to suppress Feng Ru, and felt that she had no sympathy.

But now that Qianqian has said these words, the same meaning, different standpoints, must have different effects.

Fisher silently thanked his best friend.

Sure enough, after Qianqian opened his mouth, Zhuo Yilin looked embarrassed for a moment, then nodded and said: "Yes, for Xiaoxue's sake, I shouldn't keep silent and shrink back, I will handle it well."

"Well, that's fine."

Thousands of points are over, she is busy taking care of a litter of babies, and every phone call is racing against time, and she hangs up when she achieves her goal.

But when he prepared the post, he still hesitated at the last moment.

"Xiaoxue, I think...give her some time to think about it. If she can clarify herself, I don't have to respond to this matter, okay?"

Fisher knew that it was difficult for him to make this decision, so he nodded empathetically: "Then just wait."

At the same time, Feng Ru is also fighting in the hospital.

She was penniless, and immediately had no money for her own food. How could she have money to hand over to the hospital to preserve her sister's body?

According to regulations, the hospital treated Feng Qian's body as an unidentified homeless person and handed it over to a charity organization.

Naturally, non-profit organizations have to send the remains to be cremated.

Feng Ru refused, and the two sides clashed. She was alone and weak, so there was no way she could win.

Just as she was screaming that every day was not working, and the ground was not responding, a man of unknown origin appeared in the hospital.

"You are Feng Ru?"

"I'm..." Feng Ru stared at that eastern face, stunned, panting for a while before asking, "You... who are you?"

"I am an anonymous netizen. I saw your experience on the Internet and thought you were very pitiful, so I came to help you." After the other party finished speaking in Chinese, he immediately switched to German to communicate with the doctors and nurses.

Standing aside, Feng Ru listened to him communicate with the doctors and nurses in fluent local language, and hope rose again in his eyes.

Sure enough, after a while, the man turned his head and looked at her: "That's right, I can support you financially and let you continue to stay with your sister's body. But my suggestion is that you should send her to be cremated as soon as possible. Return home with her ashes."

Feng Ru originally thought that he could be relied on, but when she heard this, she immediately became defensive again: "I don't... I won't go, if I go, I'll lose him completely, I won't go, I won't go..."

And if she doesn't leave, she needs a high-sounding reason.

Therefore, my sister's body cannot be cremated either.

In this way, Zhuo Yilin could not be completely relieved, could not be completely freed.

No matter when, she can use this matter to pinpoint Zhuo Yilin.

"If you listen to me, I will help you. If you don't listen, let the public welfare organization take your sister's body away. They will send it to be cremated as a homeless person, and the ashes will be disposed of at will. Then you really have nothing gone."

Feng Ru froze, staring at the stranger in front of her with bloodshot eyes.

"I have limited time. If you can't make up your mind, I'll leave." The man looked at his phone with an impatient expression.

Feng Ru was in a dilemma.

Her obsession with Zhuo Yilin has reached the point of morbidity, but now Zhuo Yilin doesn't care about her, she is unfamiliar with this place, isolated and helpless.

If Zhuo Yilin didn't compromise, in a few days, she would have no money to eat, and she would really become a homeless person.

"Okay...I promise you, I will send my sister to be cremated." After thinking about it, Feng Ru could only let go.

She didn't know if it was right to do so, but at least she could settle herself down first.

"Okay, then I will help you fund it. You can contact the funeral home, and they will take care of everything. You can just go and collect your sister's ashes when the time comes."

Feng Rumu was stunned, he didn't think about who the other party was, and what was his intention in doing all this, so he nodded slowly and dullly.

The news that Feng Qian's body was picked up from the hospital quickly reached Zhuo Yilin.

He is also a doctor and nurse, and he came here to study and work in a famous local medical laboratory. It is not surprising that he knows the doctors in the hospital.

After answering the phone, he looked at Fisher who was helping him in the kitchen, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Feng Ru has agreed to cremate Feng Qian, and the body has already been transported to the funeral home."

Fisher didn't realize the problem, and said casually: "Isn't that a good thing? She might still figure it out."

"No..." Zhuo Yilin shook his head, "She has no money, so even if she agrees to cremate Feng Qian, she should contact me. The funeral service fees here are much higher than in China."

"Then how did she do it?"

Zhuo Yilin didn't know, this was where he was puzzled.

After eating, seeing that the previous post on the Internet has not been deleted, and Feng Ru has not made a new explanation to clear up his "grievances", Zhuo Yilin hesitated again and again, and still posted the "evidence" of his refutation.

The article is longer than Feng Ru's accusation of slander, and it is clear and well-founded.

The so-called evidence, Zhuo Yilin showed all the qualification certificates for treating Feng Qian in these years, which is enough to prove that he is not an ungrateful person.

On the contrary, these years spent 500 million to save Feng Qian's life.

Forty-five million is money that many ordinary people can't earn in their lifetime through hard work, but he spent it.

This is enough to prove his sincerity in "repaying kindness".

He also listed his experiences of helping Feng Ru over the years, including funding for the operation of Feng's mother who was seriously ill, etc., all listed one by one.

This move feels a bit cold.

If he hadn't been pushed to the extreme, he really didn't want to "repay kindness with revenge".

After the post was posted, Fisher secretly entrusted many friends to help forward it, creating momentum for public opinion.

It was late at night, and the two of them had had a bad day, so they lay down and hugged each other quietly, they had no other thoughts.

"Xiaoxue, work is about to start in China, when will you go back?"

Fisher lay in his arms, raised her eyes and asked back, "When do you want me to go back?"

Zhuo Yilin looked into her clear eyes, couldn't help but kissed her on the forehead, and hugged her even tighter: "Of course I want you to stay with me."

He knew that he was an idiot dreaming, but unexpectedly, Fisher followed his words and said: "Okay, then I will stay and stay with you all the time."

Zhuo Yilin shook excitedly, quickly let go of her, and asked with delighted eyes: "Are you serious? Are you staying and not going back?"

"Uh... I just said it casually. The company will start several new projects in the next year, and I will participate in all of them. It's not easy to get away with it."

Fisher is also a high-minded person.

Zhuo Yilin is so outstanding, and the Zhuo family is so prominent, she also wants to make her own achievements, to prove to the outside world that she is not a high-ranking person, and she is not just a vase of ostentation.

So since being with Zhuo Yilin, she has stricter requirements on herself and is more active in her work.

This point has also provoked the praise of her family, and she also has a sense of accomplishment.

The joy on Zhuo Yilin's face quickly faded, and he fell silent.

"What, are you angry?"

"No... just reluctant."

Fisher was also reluctant, so she comforted gently: "I know you're in a bad mood recently, I'll stay for a few more days, and I'll go back to China when you get better."

"it is good……"

The two looked at each other and smiled, Zhuo Yilin kissed her on the forehead again, and then they embraced each other contentedly and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, the two of them didn't wake up naturally, nor were they woken up by the alarm clock of their mobile phone, but by the continuous ringing of the doorbell.

Zhuo Yilin opened his eyes, let go of the woman in his arms, turned over and frowned.

This early in the morning, who came to find him?

Fisher also woke up faintly, and asked sleepily, "Did someone ring the doorbell...It's so noisy."

"Well, I'll go and have a look, you go on sleeping."

He got up lightly, not forgetting to help Fisher cover the quilt.

Walking out of the bedroom, to the living room, and to the entrance, the doorbell rang continuously.

Who the hell rang the doorbell frantically early in the morning!

With some displeasure, he opened the door panel, but was shocked when he saw the person standing at the door.

"Xiao Ru? Why are you here?"

He stayed here with the Feng family sisters for more than half a year. Although they didn't live together, Feng Ru still knew where he lived.

But, how did she come here from the hospital?

When Feng Ru saw him, her pale face was lifeless, even her expression was almost dull.

She was holding a dark wooden square box in her arms. It looked like...it was Feng Qian's urn.

After Zhuo Yilin finished asking, his eyes slowly sank, and he also saw the wooden box, his eyes suddenly tightened.

"Your sister..."

"My sister is here, you shouldn't shut her out, right?" Feng Ru said in a hoarse voice, weakly.

What can Zhuo Yilin do?

He couldn't drive the sisters out in front of Feng Qian.

So, after a few seconds of stalemate, he turned around and said, "You come in first."

Feng Ru is wearing a prosthetic limb, but for some reason, she walks with a limp.

Based on Zhuo Yilin's many years of surgical experience, it was obvious at a glance that the amputation site of her leg was likely to be inflamed.

This kind of situation often happened to his father Zhuo Yueluan.

In the past, he would definitely ask a few words of concern, and then immediately take out the medicine box to help her deal with it.

But now, even if he wanted to, he didn't dare to reveal it, fearing that any overtures would cause Feng Ru to misunderstand him again and pester him endlessly again.

Feng Ru carried the urn into the house, walked slowly step by step, until she reached the drawer in the center of the living room.

Then, put the urn in your hand upright in the center of the table—just like a domestic family enshrines the tablets of their deceased relatives.

Zhuo Yilin's face froze instantly, and his eyes darkened.