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Chapter 1037 Xiao Li X Fu Luo
When Xiao Li returned to China, Chen's mother was crying in the morgue. She dared not tell Chen's father who was seriously ill.

A woman cried until she passed out several times.

Xiao Li wanted to pull out his corpse and punch him twice.

Obviously he was ready to ask Fu Luo for a loan, why did Chen Zekai, that bastard commit suicide!

Cowardly man!
The nurse handed him the suicide note written by Chen Zekai. Xiao Li squeezed the thin paper for this chapter and looked at his writing. The content was messy and illogical, and the paper was a little wet.

He could almost recall how the man who was once so proud fell into this embarrassing mirror, and suffered physically and mentally.

However, no matter how hard it is, he will help him.

Why do you want to commit suicide?

After helping Chen's mother to the hospital bed, he sat and read the letter he wrote.

"Xiao Li, I have been defeated by a woman in this life, I really have no face to face you and my parents, I am afraid, 8 million US dollars, that is not a small amount, I think my buddy can only escape this disaster by dying, Don't think buddy, I'm dead, don't tell my parents, just burn it and throw the ashes on the ground. In the next life, I don't want to be a human. I'm so fucking tired. I still have some private money, which I keep in Changfeng Bank , you take it out and give it to my parents, let them take care of themselves, buddy is gone, relieved..."

Xiao Li leaned on the seat in the corridor, his suicide note was crumpled by him.

The tendons in the temples throbbed.

I've never been so tired at this moment.

He raised his head and stared at the ceiling, with a heavy melancholy in his chest.

He was thinking, if he encountered such a situation and no one was helping him, would he be as desperate as Chen Zekai to commit suicide?
Suddenly, a shadow fell over his head.

Xiao Li sat up, narrowed his eyes slightly, and after seeing who was coming, he suddenly sneered: "Why do you still have the face?"

Yuan Zheng stepped on high heels and sat next to him, Xiao Li was too tired to avoid him.

Yuan Zheng stared at him, her voice was very calm: "At any rate, they were in a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship before. He committed suicide. Of course I have to see him for the last time."

Xiao Li snorted coldly, "Miss Yuan, what you said really made me misunderstand that you are still a person with a conscience. In fact, if you didn't force him, he wouldn't die at all!"

"A cowardly man can't even bear this, so why should I bother with him? Compared to him, I now feel that a man like Xiao Shao is more suitable for me!"

"Get out!" Xiao Li didn't even want to talk to her, "I know how to beat women!"

"Heh, if you have the ability, you can fight?" Yuanzheng chuckled.

Xiao Li stood up without touching her, and walked straight to the side.

He tugged at the buttons on his chest, feeling extremely irritable.

He prepares for his funeral.

At the time of the burial, Yuan Zheng also came.

The woman, dressed in black, made a pitiful appearance.

If Xiao Li hadn't considered the overall situation, he would have wanted to drive that woman away a long time ago.

How could she have the face to pester him all of a sudden after her ex-boyfriend died?
But when he was about to clean up everything, he suddenly saw a man who stopped the car not far away, holding a bunch of chrysanthemums with his knuckle fingers, and when he passed by him, his long legs stepped over.

Xiao Li kept staring at him.

He didn't walk towards him until he saw him put the chrysanthemum on Chen Zekai's tombstone.

Fu Luo bowed, turned around and met Xiao Li's gloomy face.

Xiao Li raised his eyebrows: "You know him?"

Fu Luo's attitude was alienated and indifferent, explaining like a stranger: "He is a customer of my bank."

Xiao Li snorted coldly: "When did the president of Changfeng Bank come to send flowers in person because of a client's death?"

(End of this chapter)