How to spend the 8 million won after rebirth

The result came out quickly from Zhai Hao's side, and the death penalty was executed immediately.

A series of participants were uncovered, including Qin Muchen.

At the same time, the news that Qin Yanbei was framed spread like wildfire and everyone knew about it.

Qin Yanbei has since re-entered the public eye.

He appeared in the company, still the president of the Qin Group and also the new chairman.

However, rumors have it that Mr. Qin is not dead, but is now retired at home just to cooperate with the performance.

Su Yelai thought it was ridiculous, but then she received a call from Mr. Qin.

She was stunned for just a moment before accepting it.

Actually, these can be controlled.

It's no surprise.

After the matter of Zhai Hao was settled, Su Yelai finished her work and was thinking about contacting Mo Xiaoting, but a phone call came in.

"Mr. Su, Ms. Mo took a whole bottle of sleeping pills. When we arrived, it was too late and we were unable to save her."

In an instant, it was like a thunderbolt striking down.

"She's dead?" she murmured to herself, feeling a sharp pain in her heart, the same heart-wrenching pain she had when she thought Zhai Hao was going to attack her mother and rushed to Deng's house.

Did he foresee her death at that time?

A regretful voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sorry, Mr. Su, we have tried our best."

Su Yelai pressed the heart area.

No, that was not a foresight. She remembered that at that time, it was her parents who were in the sea of ​​fire. She was screaming and regretting...

That she is herself, but not like herself.

Because she wouldn't do that.

Just like now, even if my heart aches, I still sit firmly in my office chair, answering the call in my hand.

She lowered her tone slightly and said, "Okay, doctor. Thank you for your hard work."

After the trembling sound was suppressed, it was almost as normal.

She quickly packed her things and went to the hospital morgue.

This morgue is too familiar; it is where Jin Minghe left.

Su Yelai moved closer and saw Mo Xiaoting lying there quietly with her eyes closed, her face pale and stiff.

"Mom!" Deng Jiuyue followed in. She ran to Mo Xiaoting, touched the cold corpse with her hand, and then quickly pulled her hand back.

She began to cry heartbreakingly.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I was an accomplice. I killed my father and my brother." She was almost crazy, which stunned Su Yelai.

She also thought that Deng Jiuyue didn't care about this mother.

It turned out not to be.

Inexplicably, as she watched this scene, she recalled the images in her mind.

The self in my mind actually overlapped with Deng Jiuyue.

The thought sent chills down her spine.

The person she was looking down at was Deng Jiuyue.

It seems like it has been like this since the beginning!

She never looked down on anyone, no matter whether they were poor or rich, no matter what flaws the other person had, at most she would just stay away from them.

However, she had looked down on Deng Jiuyue in the past, and still does so now.

Why is this?

Mirror twin flowers.

Su Yelai thought carefully, their fate seemed like two hemp ropes, entangled with each other.

Maybe it wasn't two paths, but just one, which was divided into two parts and then entangled together.

"Mr. Su." Mo Xiaozhan had been standing behind him at some point. His eyes were red and his voice was choked with sobs.

Of the three siblings, he was the only one left.

He lost his eldest sister forever in the middle of the year, and his second sister at the end of the year.

In the past year, he had experienced more hardships than in the previous thirty years combined, and he felt that he had suddenly grown old.

"Second sister." Mo Xiaozhan stood beside Mo Xiaoting. Deng Jiuyue next to him had cried so hard that she fainted.

The doctor came and carried the person away.

"I'll go see her." Mo Xiaozhan wanted to follow.

Su Yelai said, "I'll go." Then she patted Mo Xiaozhan on the shoulder.

Mo Xiaozhan was in a daze for a moment, then nodded slowly.

When she arrived at the hospital bed, Deng Jiyue had a high fever and kept mumbling, "Dad, Mom, I was wrong! It's all my fault."

"I will never be willful again. I am the one who hurt you. Please don't leave me!"

Cracks finally appeared on Su Yelai's calm face.

Speculation is speculation, but when it comes to making her face it, that’s another matter.

She sat by the window, frowning slightly.

This memory belongs to Deng Jiuyue.

She exploded suddenly.

After thinking for a long time, she suddenly raised her head and looked at the bright sunny sky, looking in the distance and asked: "This is actually your memory and emotion, right?"