His Silent Wife

Where does a clean and quiet place remind people?

In sugri, a luxurious private hospital in foreign countries, the eye is as white as snow. In the air, the smell of disinfectant reverberates everywhere. In the special VVIP ward on the top floor, an elderly man lies in bed with various pipes inserted around his body, connected to a nearby instrument, and vital signs are recorded on the display.

The nurse changed an infusion bag for the old man, adjusted the infusion speed, looked at the tall man in suits and shoes next to him, nodded slightly, and then turned away.

The man's gloomy eyes looked at the old man on the bed. The brown pupils gave birth to an unprecedented obscurity and some sadness, but they flashed away on the handsome face, and finally turned into nothing, completely precipitated without a trace.

For a long time, men have the tendency to speak, but the overflow voice is very cold and heavy.

"You have this day, too."

He was almost completely talking to himself. The old man in the hospital bed was dying and could only rely on various machines to barely maintain his life, but he fell into a coma and had lost consciousness.

But the man still said, his thin lips moving slightly, and a arc similar to ridicule rippled around the corners of his mouth, "I can't imagine seeing you like this one day."

He walked slowly to the bedside, his tall body fell gently, held the edge of the bed with one hand, Junyan leaned towards the unconscious old man, and said in his ear, "you should be glad, because you can still lie here."

"Do you know what my mother was like?"

The man painfully closed his eyes, "she has liver cancer. What is the liver? It's an important organ for filtering toxins from the body, but her organs are broken. She can only bear it. She lies in a cold bed every day and is in pain."

"Do you know why she's holding up?" His foggy eyes sank and suddenly smiled, but the smile was too cold and completely ironic, "in order to wait for you!"

"She knew you were still alive. In order to compete for the Pei family's property, you didn't hesitate to make a fake death, so that everyone thought you were dead, and cruelly abandoned my mother. You wouldn't even show up when your own son died!"

An Jiayan can't go on. Over the years, he hates Pei Yujie too much. It's clear that he grew up by Pei Yujie, but he wants to kill him himself to avenge his adoptive mother!

It was in this hatred that he grew up slowly.

But when he was really strong and could retaliate against Pei Yujie, he suddenly found that he had brain cancer and had little life left.

Just like now, looking at Pei Yujie lying in bed like this, with his cold and dignified face in the past, he was so pale and thin that he had already taken off his face. He suddenly found that... He couldn't get down!

How ridiculous.

In order to achieve her goal, she did not hesitate to make a fake death, indirectly killed her own son, completely destroyed her quiet and good life, and ignored the poor man who watched her live.

After his quiet death, he appeared in front of an Jiayan like a God and man, forcibly took him in and treated the man who raised him like a training demon.

Not long ago, he was still a powerful man in the European and American markets and became a generation of business legends. He generously funded countless donations, but in fact he was cruel and did all kinds of bad things.

An Jiayan looked at him and really couldn't do it.

"Do you know how my mother died in the end? She didn't die of liver cancer." An Jiayan straightened up and looked at the distance with indifferent eyes. He was indifferent like a bystander. "He starved to death."

In order not to drag an Jiayan down and give the last food to her children, she would rather choose not to treat her illness or commit suicide in this way.

Adoptive mother, adoptive mother.

But it is more important than her biological mother!

An Jiayan's Scarlet pupils were crystal, and he looked down at the old man on the bed, "why did she get liver cancer? You took her medicine, didn't you?"

Jing Jing took her children abroad for the last time. Although Pei Yujie didn't show up, he finally ordered his men to forcibly inject a certain dose of medicine into Jing Jing.

The drug was so destructive to her body that it destroyed her own physiological system and contributed to the occurrence and spread of liver cancer in the later stage.

More than that, Pei Yujie indirectly killed his own flesh and blood, and also blamed Jing Jing. The people of the Pei family hate her so much that they don't hesitate to kill her.

Therefore, when he returned to Ruzhou quietly later, he fled back.

Because of this, she was able to pick up the abandoned and dying child on the way back from smuggling, which is now an Jiayan.

"You didn't want her at all, just to make a mystery for the Pei family. In that case, why choose my mother? You can choose another woman!"

The dense in an Jiayan's eyes and the anger at the bottom of his heart continued one after another. The burst of anger was close to destroying everything. His scarlet eyes were vicious, bent down and pinched the old man's neck, "there are so many women, why must we be quiet? Hmm? Answer me!"

"Quiet, so kind, so good a woman, why ruin her life? Pei Yujie, oh, no, I should call you dad."

Instead of an Jiayan, who died that year, he was quietly raised for eight years. Later, he was picked up by Pei Yujie and raised as an adopted son.

Therefore, regardless of emotion and reason, he should call Pei Yujie his father.

But he never called.

What Pei Yujie did when he was young, especially everything about his quiet mother and son, is indelible and unforgettable in an Jiayan's life. This man who ruined his adoptive mother's life and trained him into a money making machine, committed all kinds of evil and stained his hands with blood, is not worthy of being a father!

"You ruined my mother and me, and almost even Qingqing..."

An Jiayan looked up and couldn't stop the dense in his eyes. In the end, it still overflowed. At the moment he leaned over, he raised his hand and wiped it, "she used to be called Shu Yao. Even she, you almost destroyed her!"

"What do you owe to settle down? You can't even let go of a child!"

An Jiayan has too many words and wants to question Pei Yujie face-to-face. However, for so long, he has made great efforts to accumulate strength and deliberately pretended to be stupid in front of Pei Yujie just for this day, but he really didn't expect that he miscalculated this man.

He didn't even give himself the last chance.

Until he was terminally ill, completely unconscious and unconscious, the people around him disclosed the news to an Jiayan.

He swept the haze at the bottom of his eyes. When he turned around, he kicked the instruments on the side. One instrument fell to the ground, connected to the instruments on the side, one after another, like dominoes.

Finally, the breathing oxygen mask on the old man's face fell to the ground.

An Jiayan didn't look at him any more. He walked silently and stepped out of the ward.

On the outside corridor, there were many people, men in suits and shoes, all kinds of ages. When they saw an Jiayan, they nodded and saluted one after another, and called with one voice, "president an."

An Jiayan was silent and went straight out.

In the rear, the nurse who entered the ward ran out in panic a moment later, "no, no, the old man died!"

They were stunned and relaxed for a moment, and then they all strode towards an Jiayan in the distance of the corridor, bowed respectfully, "Mr. an."

A simple change of address is not just an intuitive literal meaning.

Because from the moment Pei Yujie dies, all his rights and property will fall under the name of an Jiayan, and he will naturally become the next Joe.

A person who travels all over the world, is the most invisible, darkest and obscure existence, and a person who frightens everyone and fears fear.