Wealthy rich wife wants to divorce

Chapter 34 Secret Documents (1)

If it weren't for Holly's strong psychological quality, which calmed down her complicated emotions in a short period of time, Circe would be at a loss in front of her.

The family member next to the bed next to the window in the same ward is probably the patient's wife.

At this moment, inopportunely, he loudly assured the man with the tubes on the hospital bed: "Don't worry, I will definitely not abandon you!"

"If I don't guard you in this life, who else can I guard?"

Circe looked back at the hospital bed over there, then turned around, took Holly's hand, and took out the note.

"This is all you want to pass on?"

Holly squinted her eyes, struggling to see the note delivered above her eyelids.

After a while, he blinked.

Circe originally came to the hospital in the afternoon to refuse Holly, and advised her to leave the nightclub management to her husband Fu Xuehong. As someone else, she didn't want to meddle in other people's housework.

But she received a great trust from Holly when she was critically ill, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and help her no matter what!

Seeing that Holly was having difficulty making a sound, Circe quickly glanced at the door of the ward, making sure that no one was paying attention to the conversation between the two of them, and then continued to ask one by one: "Don't trust Mr. Fu...what do you mean? Could Mr. Fu What did he do to you?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words were blurted out, Holly lost control of her emotions in an instant, and this question shook her heart violently!
Her breathing became short of breath, her cheeks were red with anger, and her eyes were red with anger.

"Okay, okay, don't react so big, if he is really sorry for you, I will clean it up for you!"

Holly's mood became more and more heavy, and the wound deep in her heart seemed to be in pain again.

Under Circe's concerned eyes, she held Circe with her backhand, opened her mouth but could not make any sound.

"Relax first, relax yourself, let's talk one by one." Circe held her dry hand tightly to comfort her, and after a while, when Holly calmed down, she continued: "This string of numbers represents what?"

Holly opened her eyes wide and looked at the data on the note.

"I'm asking you, if I'm right you just blink—"

Holly blinked in agreement.

"Is it your computer power-on password?"

Holly shook her head slightly.

"Then... is your email login password?"

Holly continued to shake her head.

"Isn't it?" Circe racked her brains and continued to think about where this string of numbers might be applied, so she took out her phone, turned on the handwriting function, and held her finger to touch the screen of the phone, "You can write on on the phone."

Holly stared at the ceiling, moved her fingers a few times, and wrote the word "document".

"Documents? What documents?"

Holly continued, "Mailbox."

"The email address you and I usually correspond with?"

"Correct."

"What about the login password?"

Holly draws an "×" on her phone.

"What's the meaning of Chacha?" Circe was dying of anxiety, and worried that the visiting time was about to end.

Holly wrote on the phone again, "WeChat payment..."

"WeChat payment...keyboard display?"

This time, Holly blinked with joy in her eyes.

"Okay! I understand." Circe was also worried that he would confuse these important things, so he hurriedly recorded them first, and then asked: "This folder is so secret, is there any particularly important files in it that need to be given to you?" I read?"

Holly blinked with humiliating tears in her eyes.

"Okay... I understand, what do you want me to do after reading it?"

Circe understood that when Holly gave her these documents that were never shown to anyone at this time, it must not be as simple as just letting her look at them.

This time, Holly wrote two words forcefully on the phone: Revenge! !
(End of this chapter)