Reborn 1980, Dr. Su became popular in the XNUMXs

Chapter 329 Unable to step down
I probably dealt with cultural relics all day long, and all my energy and energy were sucked away by the cultural relics.

Su Xiaoli secretly sighed, is this another form of "staring into the abyss and being stared into by the abyss"?

Saoirse's face remained calm, but there was a hint of surprise in her bottomless eyes.

At a glance, the other person is just a completely underage girl. I want to hand over Oscar and James to this girl, can she hold on?
But the look in her eyes was like the first flower bud of a camellia, reflecting the mediocrity of the entire cold winter.

The two sides sat down, Su Xiaoli and Saoirse sat at the same table, and the lawyers on both sides faced off from a distance.

Su Xiaoli first handed over a meeting gift - "The French Lieutenant's Woman".

Saoirse, who had been cold and cold since entering the door, was stunned for a moment, and then a faint smile finally appeared on her thin face.

Su Xiaoli silently observed the other party's reaction, and she knew that she guessed right.

"I like this book very much." Su Xiaoli said lightly, "Sarah is a brave woman."

In fact, she feels that "Sarah" is just so narcissistic that she forgets her fears, which is another sense of "selfless bravery".

Saoirse's facial expression became more relaxed.

Su Xiaoli sighed secretly.

It turns out that people can only hear what they want to hear. Everyone has his or her own inner demons, and they indulge in their own little universe, out of touch with reality.

Ling Yicheng was right.

"The love of us ordinary people is always relative and can never be absolute. Just like the weather in England, it changes several times a day."

Saoirse spoke slowly, "But freedom and cultural relics are different. They are eternal."

Inexplicably, Saoirse said this. It was as if he was talking to himself, and as if he understood the connotation of this gift.

But she didn't expect the other party to answer her.

Su Xiaoli couldn't understand, and didn't want to understand.

She only has one goal, and she can do anything to get James's custody letter.

Not to mention giving that lady some decent, empty recognition that would touch such a deep level of her soul.

You can learn how to be a liar.

You can understand it however you like, and I won't refute it against your ideas.

Su Xiaoli nodded.

Saoirse actually smiled at her again, "Seeing the immortal terracotta warriors and horses is my only wish."

As she said that, she lit up a cigarette and took a deep breath, "Before I die."

Su Xiaoli was about to nod when she was suddenly startled. Why did this sound wrong?

"I'm making things difficult for you just to see if you have the real interest and ability to raise Jim."

She said slowly: "If you can get the terracotta warriors and horses, it means Jim can live in peace in China."

Both arrogant and overbearing, he only respects his own principles.

After saying this, Saoirse said nothing more and just smoked.

The fingers were skin and bones, but they had a detached expression. A cigarette smoked until the eyes of the two of them were filled with mist, making it seem like fantasy and reality.

The silence was excruciating.

So what she said...is she actually agreeing to release the power of attorney whenever she sees the Terracotta Warriors and Horses?

should be.

Just the smell of her words...

Why does it sound more and more like an explanation of funeral arrangements?
"Are you sick?" Su Xiaoli finally lost her temper and asked unconsciously.

Saoirse was honest, or maybe she didn't think it mattered at all, "The cancer is in the advanced stage, and the doctor is not allowed to even fly abroad."

Su Xiaoli choked on her words.

I never expected that the end of the Battle would be like this.

Embarrassing, overly sarcastic, even a little embarrassed, the prediction was completely wrong, and I don’t know where I went wrong. Heroes are only afraid of illness. Saoirse's thinness has an explanation. Looking at her again, she is not only old and thin.

Su Xiaoli felt her hair stand on end.

It’s also a bit hard to get off the stage.

Damn it, forget it, how much is face worth?

She asked slowly, "Who else knows, at least Henry?"

Saoirse shook her head.

"Why? He still calls you 'Mistress' and still loves you deeply."

"But I love cultural relics more." Saoirse's face was full of piety.

Su Xiaoli simply didn't know what to say.

After a long silence, she spoke, "Can Oscar know?"

"...It's of no use or meaning." Saoirse suddenly sneered and hit the point, "Your goal is just a power of attorney, isn't it?"

Su Xiaoli was speechless.

"That's it for today, Chinese girl. The power of attorney has been drafted. I'll sign it as soon as I see the terracotta warriors and horses." Saoirse said lightly.

After saying that, she was about to get up and leave.

"Is it painful for you to leave this world?" Su Xiaoli suddenly spoke, and then gently emphasized: "I mean, in my heart."

What an eternal mystery.

"No, on the contrary, I am very happy." Saoirse remained silent for a long time before saying.

There was a hint of relaxation in her tone, "Stay away from physical pain, return to your original home, and then transform into eternity, relief and salvation, and your soul will finally be at peace."

She left without looking back.

The figure from the back looks increasingly thin and lonely, but because of the straight neck and waist, it looks too stubborn, clinging to the last bit of human dignity.

The afterglow of the slanting sunlight slowly shines into the room, a ray of tenderness belonging to God.

The side of Su Xiaoli's face was kissed by the soft sunlight. She was still sitting by the window, trying hard to understand and digest.

It wasn't until she slowly drank the cup of coffee in front of her that she got up and walked out.

The magnificent sunset gradually disappeared with the afterglow of the setting sun, and the day was really coming to an end.

The air grew damp and colder.

She probably had to talk to Oscar tonight. Even after thinking about it for so long, Su Xiaoli was still worried.

Back home, several men were discussing investment in Yinglan, and Su Xiaoli quietly gave Gu Feihan a look.

The two of them went for a walk outside, and Su Xiaoli naturally talked about the results of this afternoon's negotiations.

Gu Feihan's face was suddenly moved, but it soon faded away, leaving only a little regret.

Unexpected, but also reasonable.

When a person is about to die, especially someone as stubborn as Saoirse, she naturally has to take care of her and fulfill her last wish.

It seemed that he had no choice but to accept Oscar and James, who were about to lose their mothers.

"You really should tell Oscar as soon as possible. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain." He gave his own advice and reached out to gently tuck the broken hair behind her ears.

Su Xiaoli leaned on his chest and nodded.

"You don't have to worry about China, they can connect with resources." He mentioned other topics without thinking.

Gu Feihan didn't want his girl to be immersed in the shadow of another person's death.

Or maybe he didn't want to think about the shadow on Xiao Li's head.

Su Xiaoli was startled for a moment and was attracted by his words: "Is it so fast?"