After rebirth, I inherited my ex-husband’s inheritance worth hundreds of billions

"...A private plane crashed in Berlin, killing five people. Among the victims was Mr. Fu Yanshen, my country's young entrepreneur and founder of the Fu Group..."

Before my mother could speak, a clear female voice came into my head and gave me a slap on the head!

My whole body was frozen.

No, that was a nightmare, not real.

I noticed the gauze on my left wrist and a sharp stinging sensation from the wound.

"Qiaoqiao, let's go back to the ward first."

Mom dragged me.

My brain is in turmoil.

Returning to the inpatient department, as soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw three big blue words "Psychiatric Department" stuck on the wall.

Several nurses looked at me with sympathy in their eyes and greeted me and my mother politely.

Am I mentally ill?

As soon as I returned to the ward, I immediately looked for my bag.

I dug out the marriage certificate I brought with me.

Seeing it, I breathed a sigh of relief and raised my lips in joy.

"Qiaoqiao, come here, take the medicine."

I listened to my mother's words, took the medicine, sat on the bed, and looked at the marriage certificate over and over again. Gradually, I found that the photos were becoming more and more distorted.

It looks more and more like it was synthesized by AI.

"Qiao Qiao, it has been three months since Fu Yanshen's plane crash. Three days ago, you committed suicide by cutting your wrists. Fortunately, you were rescued in time... You were not pregnant or had a baby."

Mom held my hand and said sadly.

I shook my head, tears rolled down one after another, and my heart felt like a knife had been cut.

It hurts all the time.

My mother put her arm around my shoulders and told me what had happened in the past six months.

Fu Yanshen's air crash is a real thing, not my nightmare.

After the plane crash, the black box was quickly found. The accident was man-made. The pilot crashed the plane deliberately in order to retaliate against Fu Yanshen.

The audio shows that before the plane crashed, Fu Yanshen fought with the pilot in order to control the plane, but ultimately failed to escape the disaster.

The pilot was Han Chen's former subordinate.

Fu Yanshen once single-handedly blew up their industrial park in northern Myanmar and killed Han Chen.

Fu Yanshen died without a complete body. Only scattered human tissues were found, and his identity was confirmed through DNA comparison.

After he died, I didn't cry or make noise, I just went crazy.

I had hallucinations, imagining that he was not dead yet, we got the certificate, and held the wedding...

The "Prenuptial Agreement" I signed was actually Fu Yanshen's "Will". In the will, he gave me all her property, and this will was made by him a few years ago.

On the day of receiving the certificate, I actually went alone. My father arranged for the staff to cooperate with me in acting and get me a fake marriage certificate.

No wonder my friends all had red eyes and wiped tears when they saw me showing off my marriage certificate. Luo Luo cried so sadly.

The wedding was actually Song Sinan and Ning Xi's.

I also went alone on my honeymoon.

There is such an island in Fu Yanshen's real estate...

I understand him well enough.

If we ever had a honeymoon, he would definitely want to take me there.

Pregnancy was all imagined by me, and it was similar to a pregnancy reaction, but it was actually a physiological reaction to the recurrence of my depression.

I often stuffed pillows into my clothes and pretended to be pregnant, so when Miaomiao saw me, she took offense and said that I was playing house with her...

My family, friends, colleagues, and servants all watched me perform alone, and they all tried their best to cooperate with me.

They thought that it would be fine for me to live in my imagination like this, at least it wouldn't cause any pain.

Unexpectedly, I would suddenly commit suicide by slitting my wrists.

Fantasy is still fantasy.

I hugged his pillow and thought it was him, but I couldn't feel his body temperature and breath...

If things go on like this, I will wake up, collapse, and then, I will no longer...deceive myself!

"Mom... how can I live without him? I can't accept it... I miss him!" I choked, tears streaming down my face.

It took two lives for us to live a stable life before we got married again, and he was gone... How could I accept it?

What’s the point of my rebirth?

My mother gently patted my back, coaxed me, and comforted me just like she did when I was a child.

However, no amount of comfort is of any use.

I just want Fu Yanshen to come back!

I spent a lot of money to invite people from all over the world to help me find Fu Yanshen.

After taking medication to control it, I no longer have hallucinations.

I returned to our former home.

This place has been undergoing renovations before.

Now, according to my wishes, everything inside is restored to be exactly the same as before.

I filled Fu Yanshen's closet with custom-made suits in his size. Ties, shirts, cufflinks, leather shoes... I personally went to the counter to scan the goods and carefully selected them.

I have planted all kinds of flowers and plants in the garden.

After autumn, the autumn flowers in the small garden are in full bloom, like a colorful picture.

I guarded this warm home, waiting for Fu Yanshen to come back.

From the rich colors of autumn to the withering of all things, to the warmth of spring and the blooming of flowers...it goes around and over again...and I still can't wait for him to come back.

……

"Madam, you are so exposed late at night. Go in and rest early. You have to get up early to go to work tomorrow."

The nanny, Mother Wen, put a coat on me and persuaded me.

I have been working at Fu's this year.

Six months after Fu Yanshen left, the Fu family was leaderless and a crisis broke out. Lin Xiao begged me to come and take charge and stabilize the situation.

In fact, I know that the so-called crisis was deliberately caused by my father, in order to give me something to do, to help Fu Yanshen defend the country he built, and to give me the motivation to live.

In the bedroom, a medieval-style chandelier exudes warm yellow light.

The large bed, covered with champagne-colored silk bedding, was empty.

The whole room seemed like an empty city.

I curled up on the bed, hugging Fu Yanshen's pillow tightly, sucking in his breath that remained on it.

It’s been a long time.

There is no flavor left.

"Fu Yanshen, I can't hold on anymore..."

"Where are you..."

It’s been a year, even if I’m looking for a needle in a haystack, I’ve found it by now.

...He is really no longer in this world.

I took out the medicine bottle from the secret compartment under the mattress, swallowed all the pills I had secretly saved for more than half a year...

*

Previous life

The black Maybach stopped outside the gate of the villa. It took about ten minutes, but the driver still didn't see Mr. Fu get out of the car.

Looking through the rearview mirror, the man was puffing away, his deep three-dimensional face flickering in and out.

Preoccupied.

Mr. Fu has always been like this recently, smoking a lot of cigarettes behind his wife's back.

"Mr. Fu, my wife is here to pick you up."

Hearing the sound, Fu Yan came to his senses, threw the cigarette into the car's ashtray, opened the window, waved his hand, and dusted off the smell of cigarette smoke.

The driver smiled lightly and said to himself that Mr. Fu usually seemed to have the upper hand in front of his wife, but he was also a strict wife at heart.

"Husband, why are you back so late again?"

As soon as Fu Yanshen got off the station, Sheng Qiaoqiao threw herself into his arms affectionately. She raised her face, frowned slightly, and curled her lips, looking a little dissatisfied.

"And smoking!"

She sniffed the hem of his suit like a dog and pouted in accusation.

Fu Yanshen wanted to explain a few words, but when he thought that their time was running out, his eyes darkened.

"Okay, okay, I know you have a social occasion again."

"Come home soon, I'll make some soup for you!"

Sheng Qiaoqiao knew how to watch his words. After five years of marriage, she had been carefully trying to please him. When she saw him showing slight displeasure, how could she dare to accuse him.

"I don't want to drink, so stop working around."

After entering the room, Fu Yanshen said this coldly and went straight up the stairs, loosening his tie.

Very irritable.

On the kitchen stove, the casserole she had heated up tonight was still steaming.

Sheng Qiaoqiao felt cold in her heart.

In a flash, she tried to make up for him again. He was in a bad mood because he encountered some difficulties on official business.

On the bed, the man returned to his usual enthusiasm.

With her heart palpitating, she dug her fingertips into his back, straightened her waist to cater to him, breathed into his ear, and bravely said, "Husband, let's have a baby..."

After five years of marriage, he has refused to have children.

Fu Yan was startled for a moment, and then a trace of bitterness flashed in his black eyes, and the force on his waist became heavier and heavier.

As the night fades, love fades away.

The tired man had already slept soundly like a cat in his arms, but Fu Yanshen was not sleepy at all.

He was clearly a world-weary person who wanted to die early, but when death was really approaching, he was indecisive and unexplainably upset.

"Xiao Fu, I... love you so much..."

Hearing the sound, the man stopped touching the cigarette and his breathing stopped.

Through the dim light of the desk lamp, he stared blankly at the person in his arms.

She hugged his body, as if she relied on him wholeheartedly, and the scenes from the moment they met until now were replayed in his mind...

For a long time, Fu Yan smiled deeply, bitterly and sadly.