Wen Heng's appearance was so tragic that Jiang Baoer stood two meters away from him, wondering whether he should go over.

Finally, she sighed, pulled Chu Yunhan over, and squatted in front of Wen Heng.

"You...sorry."

When Wen Heng heard Jiang Baoer's voice, his eyes moved and became alive.

He did not answer Jiang Baoer's words, but instead spoke in a hoarse voice: "Yesterday when my mother and I were saying goodbye at the airport, she asked me to have dinner with her..."

When Wen Heng said this, his eyes were painful and his face was filled with regret.

"I didn't know that she had suicidal thoughts. If I had known, if I had known, I would have eaten with her even if I had been found out, and persuaded her to give up this idea."

He didn't expect that his mother, who had always been weak-tempered, would be so decisive and end her life in such a tragic way.

Wen Heng covered his face, tears constantly overflowing from his fingers.

When he returned from the airport, he kept collecting evidence and organizing information. He didn't sleep all night. When he received the news, he was completely confused, thinking that someone was joking with him.

He didn't expect that the farewell at the airport would be an eternal farewell.

Wen Heng's voice choked with sobs: "It's just a little bit close. Why can't she wait any longer? Grandpa and uncles are still waiting for her to come home. Why doesn't she hold on?"

"I don't understand why she did this, why?"

Wen Heng's voice was broken and broken: "Is a scumbag so important? She has been with Wen Cheng for half her life, and now she has lost her life for him. I don't understand, I really don't understand."

Jiang Baoer was silent, feeling that something was wrong.

"Wen Heng, my aunt said yesterday that she would make it up to you. I don't think it was because of Wen Cheng that she committed suicide."

Chu Yunhan looked at the letter in Wen Heng's hand and reminded, "If you don't read the letter, you should know the reason why my aunt committed suicide."

Wen Heng lowered his eyes and looked at the envelope in his hand.

Qiya left two letters, one for him and one for her grandfather and uncle.

He wiped the blood from his palms on his clothes before carefully opening the envelope left for him.

Opening the letter paper, the handwriting on it is beautiful and neat, just like Qi Ya.

"Aheng, when you read this letter, mom is no longer here. Sorry, mom is useless. Wen Cheng has been guarding me for so many years. All the assets I brought from the Qi family have been secretly stolen by him. Cheated away, leaving nothing behind.”

"But mom promised you that everything in the Wen family belongs to you, and no one can take it away..."

When Wen Heng saw this, tears kept flowing down, and his voice was hoarse and choked: "I don't want any property, I just want to take you away, and I just want you to live well."

As if she expected Wen Heng to say this, Qi Ya wrote later: "Mom knows you don't care about the Wen family's property, but Wen Cheng values ​​it very much. In his heart, the Wen family is more important than anything else, even if he puts it at the top of his heart Even that woman can't compare to him. Only by getting the Wen family can you truly get revenge on him."

"When you get the Wen family, you can take back the part that belongs to the Qi family. The rest can be sold or donated. Everything is at your disposal."

After saying this, Qi Ya changed the subject and wrote at the end: "Wen Cheng will not let me leave. With me in the Wen family, even if the Qi family does not help him, there will still be a steady stream of collaborators. When I am gone, The value of use is nothing but death. Rather than taking advantage of him, I might as well end my life now."

"Aheng, don't be sad for me. Mom was feeling unwell and went for a check-up some time ago. The doctor said I had a malignant tumor in my brain and I wouldn't live much longer. Instead of lingering on the bed and dying, I might as well use it to help you deal with Wen. become."

"When you were growing up, my mother was always unqualified. I never helped you, held you back, and never firmly chose you. But now, my mother will tell you with this life. , this time, I am completely on your side."

"After dawn, mom has a gift for you. After the solution is resolved, Wen Chengcheng will go back to Qi's house and tell grandpa and uncle that I am sorry for them. Take good care of yourself in the future. Mom can't accompany you. I hope my son can Be healthy and happy forever.”

The letter paper was wrinkled and stained with dried tears. You can imagine what it was like when Qi Ya wrote this letter.

Wen Heng was already sobbing, holding the letter carefully, her eyes were red and tears were flowing freely.

When he took the letter and read it, he didn't avoid Jiang Baoer.

After a quick glance, they almost knew the general situation, and Jiang Baoer also felt depressed.

At first, she looked down on Qi Ya. She thought she was weak and love-minded. She only saw domestic violence men and not her own son.

And now that Qi Ya has ended her life in such a tragic way, Jiang Baoer feels sad again.

Seeing Wen Heng crying like this, Jiang Baoer didn't know how to comfort him.

Maybe he should let him vent his emotions, so as not to feel depressed and suffocate himself.

Jiang Baoer and Chu Yunhan stayed with him in the morgue for a long time.

Until the police came and told Wen Heng that the forensic report was out.

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