After giving up, the wealthy ex knelt down and begged me to turn back

If it was a case of suicide by jumping off a building as rumored, as long as the hotel fully cooperates with the investigation, it is not impossible to solve it.

What's more, Zhou Fu is a person who has seen big wind and waves, so he should be able to handle this kind of thing calmly.

But at this moment, Zhou Fu's complexion was not quite right.

Shen Xiumo was still standing at the entrance of the elevator. Hearing Jiang Su's words, he also wanted to come in to join in the fun: "What about jumping off the building?"

But the elevator door was closed at this time, and there was no chance for him to get in.

Only Jiang Su and Zhou Fu were left in the elevator.

Zhou Fu frowned tightly and never let go. He looked at Jiang Su with a complicated and sad expression.

When the elevator was about to reach the first floor, Zhou Fucai said in a heavy tone: "It's Mr. Huo's mother..."

Jiang Su's mind buzzed.

After a few seconds, he murmured, "What do you mean?"

"When Mr. Huo went to see his mother's attending doctor, his mother escaped from the hospital and went to find Huo Zhenheng." Zhou Fu's tone was slow and clear.

In the short sentence, there was not a single superfluous word, which made Jiang Su feel cold.

"How is it possible?" Jiang Su still couldn't believe it: "How could Aunt Duan escape by herself, she can't even get out of bed..."

--Ding!

The sound of the elevator door opening sounded again.

The elevator reaches the first floor.

Zhou Fu's expression was clear: "She lied to all of us."

Jiang Su repeated this sentence again in a low voice.

Jiang Su followed Zhou Fu out of the elevator with a serious expression.

"Where's Huo Qingyan?"

……

Hospital……

After Jiang Su got out of the elevator, he quickly ran towards the emergency room.

From a distance, I saw a tall figure standing with his back to them, facing the emergency room.

Jiang Su ran up to him directly: "Huo Qingyan!"

Huo Qingyan's face was pale, as if he didn't hear Jiang Su call him at all.

"Huo Qingyan, say something!" Jiang Su put his hand on Huo Qingyan's shoulder and shook it.

Huo Qingyan finally had a reaction, and there was a hint of crying in his voice: "She lied to me."

"She said she wanted me better... She lied to me... She didn't want me anymore..." Huo Qingyan had already started to speak incoherently, but Jiang Su understood everything.

Zhou Fu also felt uncomfortable watching from the sidelines, so he turned his eyes away.

Jiang Su suddenly didn't know how to comfort Huo Qingyan.

Although no one has told him the details of what happened yet, judging from what Zhou Fu had said to him before, he already understood what was going on.

Auntie Duan's legs were actually able to get off the ground a long time ago, but she didn't let anyone know.

In other words, she was secretly planning to die with Huo Zhenheng early in the morning.

Jiang Su just came to see her yesterday, and she was still gently telling him about Huo Qingyan's childhood, she seemed full of hope.

But only for one day.

How did it become like this?

Jiang Su himself couldn't accept it.

Any consolation seems pale and powerless at this time.

Jiang Su stepped forward and gently hugged Huo Qingyan.

Huo Qingyan remained motionless like a puppet, letting Jiang Su hug him.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Su felt an arm around his waist.

The arms around his waist tightened tighter and tighter, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw to save his life with all his might.

Jiang Su's back hurt from being strangled, he frowned and said nothing.

Huo Qingyan's face was buried on his shoulder, and warm liquid penetrated the thin shirt fabric and wet his shoulder.

Jiang Su froze for a moment, but soon relaxed again.

Fortunately, the shirt he is wearing today is black.

……

"I'm sorry, we tried our best..."

The doctor stood in front of him and apologized to Huo Qingyan.

Huo Qingyan ignored the doctor and stepped forward to lift the white cloth, but Jiang Su grabbed his hand.

Huo Qingyan turned to look at Jiang Su with puzzlement in his eyes.

Jiang Su looked into his eyes and only said three words: "I will help you."

The person who fell from the [-]th floor had already died on the spot, beyond recognition.

But Huo Qingyan insisted on asking the doctor to rescue him, so the doctor naturally had no choice.

Huo Qingyan moved his eyes bluntly to the white cloth: "I can do it myself."

He seemed to have exhausted all his strength, but the voice he made was still not as loud as when a normal person was talking.

Huo Qingyan gently opened Jiang Su's fingers, then gently put Jiang Su's hand back, and lifted the white cloth by himself.

First Duan Zhixi's, and then Huo Zhenheng's.

The one who loved him, the one who tortured him, the two people who have the same blood in their bodies, are lying here quietly.

……

Zhou Fu stood guard at the door, and when Huo Qingyan and Jiang Su came out, he handed Huo Qingyan a piece of simply folded paper.

"I found it under my wife's pillow." A look of self-blame appeared in Zhou Fu's eyes.

When Madam asked him for a pen and paper in the morning, he should have been more cautious.

But these days, Madam's condition is getting better and better, so he didn't think about that at all.

Huo Qingyan's hand trembled slightly as he took the letter.

Tried several times but failed to open.

It was Jiang Su who reached out and opened the letter for him.

On it is Duan Zhixi's beautiful handwriting.

Qing Yan:

If you can see this letter, you must be happy for your mother and not sad.

Mom didn't do it for you, she did it for herself.

My life has long been devastated and cannot be recovered. Even if I am alive, the nightmare he brought to me will follow me like a shadow, making me restless every day.

Before that, I had never done evil in my life, but I was tortured by him for nothing, so I want to defeat him, and I want to let him die.

Murder pays for life, and I voluntarily pay for it with my life...

……

The "he" that appeared in the letter was naturally Huo Zhenheng.

Duan Zhixi wanted to tell Huo Qingyan through this letter that she did not die with Huo Zhenheng for Huo Qingyan to get rid of Huo Zhenheng's control forever.

But Jiang Su remembered what she had said when she first came to the hospital to visit Duan Zhixi.

——I am a mother, and I also want to protect my children.

——He is a demon at heart, and he will never change.

Probably since then, Duan Zhixi has made up his mind to kill Huo Zhenheng.

She knew that as long as Huo Zhenheng survived for a day, she would not give up using her to control Huo Qingyan.

In the end, she protected her child in her own way.

Huo Qingyan carefully read the letter back and forth several times before saying in a low voice: "Everyone who knows my mother says she is a very gentle person."

But this woman, who was so tender and vulnerable in the eyes of everyone, did something that even his own son had never thought of.

His whole life was like a joke.

Not a good husband, not a good son.

He didn't know when his partner wanted to divorce, and he didn't know when his mother was going to marry her with her life.

But they all really loved him.

But they all left him.

In this world, he has nothing to look forward to.

The rest of his life was spent repaying his debt to Jiang Su.