She won the divorce lawsuit with Lawyer Huo

They had lived together for a while, and Zhang Boyan was still able to figure out her thoughts.

As soon as Qin Yu said it, he guessed what she was thinking.

Before she could speak, he asked, "Do you want to bring your mother over to live with you?"

She hummed softly, and then said: "But she didn't agree! Zhang Boyan, she said she couldn't get used to it."

She said, hugging her husband's neck.

Zhang Boyan gently stroked the back of her head, the movement was very gentle. How could he not know that she was concerned about his self-esteem and was afraid of hurting him.

But at his age, it's really not possible.

Qin Yu added: "My mother is more likely to be unwilling to accept it! Zhang Boyan, I'm a little worried."

Zhang Boyan comforted her: "Call me tomorrow morning and ask, okay?"

Qin Yu leaned on his shoulder and hummed softly. She told him not to wash the dishes. She could wash them in the morning... In the midst of such sad chatter, Qin Yu fell asleep.

During the night, she woke up twice.

Every time, I had a dream and had night sweats.

But she tried hard to recall the dream, but she couldn't remember it. She couldn't sleep, so of course Zhang Boyan couldn't sleep either. He got up to pour her water and talk to her...

After talking for a while, Qin Yu felt sorry for him about his work tomorrow.

She said softly: "You go to sleep first, I will just sit down for a while."

Zhang Boyan didn't want to give up. He leaned against the bed and let her lie in his arms. With him gently patting her, she felt much more at ease... This time she fell asleep soundly.

At dawn, Qin Yu woke up.

Zhang Boyan was no longer around. There were voices outside, and it seemed vaguely that they were several people, talking about the dead, and a third party... mixed with scary words like tragedy.

Qin Yu put on his clothes and went out.

Several men wearing hats were standing in the hall, talking to Zhang Boyan. After seeing Qin Yu, one of them asked: "Is this the deceased's daughter?"

The deceased’s daughter?

Qin Yu was stunned, her face instantly turned pale, and she looked at Zhang Boyan.

For a long time, she couldn't utter a word.

Zhang Boyan walked over quickly, put his arm around her shoulders, and said in a very low voice: "Last night, your mother was driving and there was a car accident. She and three other people in the opposite vehicle died on the spot."

Although it was cruel, he still told her.

Qin Yu's face turned pale.

She digested it for a long time, then said with trembling lips: "But she came to see me yesterday, and she specially cooked a meal for me. How could it suddenly disappear?"

Qin Yu was not stupid, so she suddenly asked him: "Zhang Boyan, is the car on the other side driven by my dad and the guy outside?"

This time, not only Zhang Boyan remained silent, but even those few remained silent.

Qin Yu's parents are celebrities, so it would not look good if this matter made a big fuss.

They thought about it and said, "Miss Qin, how about this? You and Mr. Zhang handle this matter together. There is still a little boy left on the other side. There are no relatives on the woman's side to come forward. If you don't consider adoption, , it may have to be sent to a kindergarten."

He paused for a moment: "Although it is a public institution, it cannot be compared with home. Miss Qin, please think about it. This matter is not forced."

As a woman, Qin Yu instinctively rejected that child.

Without that child, her mother would not have died, and her family would not be like this... But she knew in her heart that it was her father who was the most guilty.

So her mother chose to die with him.

She didn't say anything. Zhang Boyan understood what she meant. He called those people out to talk for a while... When he came back, Qin Yu's face was filled with tears. She asked him if he could spare time to spend time with her. She deals with her mother's funeral.

Zhang Boyan hugged her gently.

At this moment, they truly feel sympathy for each other, and only each other is left...

……

Because they died in an ignominious manner, Qin Yu's parents' funeral arrangements were messy.

Qin's father kept a hand.

In his will, it was written clearly that all his property was left to his son Qin Fen, and as his spouse, Mrs. Qin also had her fingerprints pressed. I don’t know how Qin’s father succeeded in coaxing him.

Qin Fen is underage.

Qin Yu was his only blood relative, and she could only act as a guardian to keep his inheritance until Qin Fen came of age... When the lawyer announced this, Qin Yu sat alone in the Qin family hall for a long time.

The child, about seven or eight years old, was incredibly beautiful.

The skin is fair and tender.

The hair is dark brown and a little curly...

He stood next to Zhang Boyan and looked at Qin Yu timidly. Others said she was his sister, but he could see that she didn't like him at all, she even hated him.

Is it because of my mother?

But now, he has no mother...

Qin Yu sat in the hall.

Yes, she hated that boy so much that she even thought about using her rights as a guardian to donate all his property on his behalf before he came of age, and then let him grow up to be a pauper, and she would also raise him crookedly. ...He will have a miserable life in the future.

Those thoughts haunted her like demons.

Zhang Boyan walked over, he gently pressed her shoulders and whispered: "Keep him here!"

Qin Yu looked at the boy and said deliberately: "If you want to stay with me and don't have such a good house to live in, you need to live with me in a house of less than 80 square meters, which is not as big as your current bathroom. You Decide whether to stay here or come with me."

She thought, all fools know how to choose.

But as she left, a small hand grabbed her skirt...