Substitute Wife: Mr. He, please sign the divorce

Chapter 163 Suicide by Cutting Wrists
When Chu Huiyin saw this scene, her heart almost melted, and the boredom that had been accumulated in her heart was swept away.

Holding the soft and sticky kitten in her hands made her feel very satisfied, and she couldn't help rubbing her face against her.

The kitten is growing fast, and it has only been a few days since I saw it. Now it can get out of the incubator. I heard from Mama Li that the little guy's favorite thing to do now is to run around at home.

This is what He Jiayu saw when he opened the door. Chu Huiyin was holding a cat in her palm, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the warm yellow light from the study shone on her face.

For a moment, he wished that time could stop at this 1 minute.

Hearing the movement, Chu Huiyin raised her head and looked over, and subconsciously smiled at him, sharing her happiness: "Ah Yu, look, she has grown up so much now."

He Jiayu's heart skipped a beat when he heard this address, and his heart beat faster.

Time seemed to turn back in an instant, and he seemed to have returned to the past. Every time he returned home, Chu Huiyin would wrap herself around her body coquettishly, and softly call her name.

In a daze, he seemed to see the Chu Huiyin from before again.

Seeing him in a daze, Chu Huiyin also realized that the name she just called was a bit intimate. Thinking of the relationship between the two now, she changed the subject without moving, took the kitten into her arms and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. She's gone, I didn't expect her to grow so fast, she's so cute."

"It's really cute." He Jiayu withdrew his gaze and looked at the little milk cat in her arms. He remembered that when he was brought back, he was only the size of a palm, and he couldn't even walk. It's only been a while, and he can already run wild.

Both of them temporarily forgot about their troubles, and enjoyed teasing the little milk cat endlessly.

"I hope Ah Fei can grow up happily this time." Chu Huiyin said with emotion.

He Jiayu's gaze softened a lot, it was less cold than usual, and he looked warmer.

He said softly: "With me here, I will definitely."

Chu Huiyin's heart tightened slightly, and a feeling of difficulty welled up in her throat. After a moment of silence, she said, "Have you read the news on the Internet?"

Hearing this, He Jiayu pursed the corners of his lips and nodded.

"Du Manluo may be innocent this time. Do you want to clarify and explain it yourself? The public opinion on the Internet is a bit difficult to read." After Chu Huiyin finished speaking, she quietly waited for his statement.

He Jiayu frowned slightly, and said calmly: "No need, the truth will be revealed by then."

Chu Huiyin hesitated a bit, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Would you like to comfort Du Manluo?"

After all, such a big matter requires a stronger psychological endurance, and not everyone can accept it calmly.

After saying this, Chu Huiyin's heart became heavy. She actually didn't want He Jiayu to really comfort Du Manluo, but if he wanted to go, it was reasonable and understandable.

But for some reason, when she wanted to fight this result, she felt so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe.

He Jiayu was silent, his eyes were lowered and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Seeing that he did not speak, Chu Huiyin knew that he had replaced the answer with silence, and her heart ached unspeakably.

But his face was still calm, and he forced a smile and said: "It's okay, after all, she is your white moonlight, and you should comfort her."

He Jiayu glanced at the documents on the table and knew that she was helping him investigate the truth, so the emotion on his lips stuck in his throat.

"Ayin..." He Jiayu wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the ringtone of the mobile phone in his pocket.

"Mr. He! It's not good!" the special assistant said in a flustered tone.

"what happened?"

"Miss Du cut her wrist and committed suicide in the hospital."

He Jiayu's eyes turned cold, and he said calmly, "I'll be right there."

Chu Huiyin took a step back calmly, closed her eyes, her face returned to normal, and said, "Go and see how she is doing first."

He Jiayu struggled in his eyes, paused for two seconds with his hands in the air, and said, "I'm sorry, Ayin."

After being silent for a moment, Chu Huiyin responded softly, "Yes."

Until he heard the sound of closing the door, Chu Huiyin's face became extremely cold, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Although he knew that He Jiayu was right to do this, but thinking about it still made his heart ache.

In the final analysis, she still crossed the red line between the two of them, and she wanted more.

Chu Huiyin put her eyes on the little milk cat in her arms,
outside the ward.

The special assistant stood outside the ward and looked at the scene inside the glass window, and said, "The nurse had already lost a lot of blood when she found out, and she was just out of danger."

He Jiayu stared at the figure in the glass window, the emotion in his eyes was obscure, no one could fathom it.

"When did it happen?" He Jiayu frowned and asked.

The special assistant said, "It's been two hours."

He Jiayu didn't speak, but just clenched his jaw tightly.

The special assistant hesitated for a while, and asked cautiously: "Do you need to inform the Du family about Miss Du's situation?"

"Need not."

"Alright Mr. He."

Not long after, the doctor came out of the ward, pushed the glasses on the bridge of the nose, and said solemnly: "The patient has severe depression, and she has awakened now, try not to stimulate her anymore."

The special assistant nodded and said, "Okay."

On the contrary, He Jiayu asked in surprise, "Severe depression?"

"That's right! Don't you know the patient's serious illness? Fortunately, the nurse discovered it early, otherwise I might lose my life by then."

He Jiayu lowered his eyes and nodded after a moment of silence.

The doctor couldn't help but glanced at He Jiayu twice, because the patient still had signs of being beaten, and it was obvious that he had suffered domestic violence. He insisted on the principle of being responsible for the patient, "The patient's mood has just stabilized now. If you have something to say, don't hit people anymore."

The special assistant realized that the doctor might have misunderstood, and wanted to explain but was stopped by Mr. He, so he had to swallow the words stuck in his throat.

He Jiayu nodded indifferently and remained silent.

The doctor also stopped at the point and didn't intend to meddle in other people's business, so he left after telling the precautions.

In the ward, Du Manluo's face was pale and bloodless, and he looked extremely weak, his lips were extremely chapped.

He Jiayu stood beside the hospital bed, poured a glass of warm water and handed it to her.

"Thank you..." She raised her hand weakly, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

"Why can't you think about it?"

Du Manluo's long eyelashes drooped, and he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly. Holding the water glass in his hand, he smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know, I just have no hope of living."

He Jiayu frowned, and persuaded: "It's better not to go online recently, I will deal with those news as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)