Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

Dongfang Mo's hands were big, and he flipped to the last page. The words on it didn't seem to be written in ink, but were dark red, and even smelled like blood.

His heart tightened instinctively. This is a diary written by his mother with blood. He carefully identified the unclear handwriting, which was actually December 1997, 12.

His heart skipped a beat immediately. It is now 2007. Ten years ago, in October, when he just started school, he received the bad news from Binhai. The nearest open sea to Naples.

During the Asian financial turmoil in 1997, it was said that none of the oil wells invested by his parents in Italy had produced any oil, so that the Eastern Group was on the verge of collapse, so he hurried back to take over.

He still clearly remembered that the day when his parents died was October 10th, but the last page of his mother's diary was actually December 17th, which meant that his parents were not killed at that time, at least not now.

On the last page, I don’t know if my mother has no strength to write or what, but I only wrote four words in the whole article, ah Mo, ah Yu!

It wrote the nicknames of the two brothers, and then there was no sentence. His heart tightened instinctively, and an ominous premonition emerged in his heart. Could this be the last moment of his mother?

She misses the two brothers in her heart?

He quickly flipped forward, looking for the date in October, and then began to look at October 10st.

On October 10st, the weather was fine, and today is the National Day of the Chinese people, but Ah Xiong and I did not have a holiday, because we are not in China, we are in Italy.

The Asian financial turmoil affected the Eastern Group, and Ah Xiong and I were anxious. Fortunately, our oil wells came out, and we finally breathed a sigh of relief. With oil comes money, and we can finally tide over the difficulties.

On October 10th, the weather was overcast. I was so happy today. The oil in the well spit out in a blowout style, and the orders were piled up high. Ah Xiong said that in just these ten days, we have already made a lot of money. Dongfang Group, don't worry about it at all.

On October 10th, the weather was fine. Today, Ah Xiong and I are going back to Binhai, because we sold the oil well we drilled to an oil company at a good price. We remitted the money we earned into In U.S. dollars, we decided to transfer the money to an underground bank because we were worried that a large amount of money would be transferred to the account of the Eastern Group to attract the attention of the police there, and then the underworld underground bank would help us send the money back safely.

On October 10th, the weather was fine, and we were already on the cruise ship. Our cousin Dongfang Yingwu accompanied us back to Binhai. This cruise ship was found by him. It is really a good cruise ship. It is luxuriously decorated and comfortable to sit on. Both Axiong and I I like it, we both have been very relieved that this cousin is our own person in the end.

Dongfang Mo paused when he saw this. Although his mother's diary was short, it also wrote about important things. For example, the cruise ship they took was found by Dongfang Yingwu, and what about the money they transferred from the underground bank?

Could it be that Dongfang Yingwu transferred it too?He kneaded his forehead with his hands. His parents died at sea because the cruise ship caught fire. Dongfang Yingwu told him that neither of his parents escaped, but now this diary is here, which fully proves that Dongfang Yingwu lying.

The diary had already been recorded on October 10th ten years ago, and the day when his parents died was on the 16th. Dongfang Mo suddenly realized that the paper in this diary was so heavy and thick that he hardly dared to turn the pages.