All of a sudden, only Huang Fuche and Chu Lingxi were left in the room, and the air suddenly cooled.

Chu Lingxi didn't know how to face huangfuche, so he looked at the baby and did nothing to help him tuck in the quilt corner.

Huang Fuche walked slowly and sat at the head of the bed, gently holding Chu Lingxi's shoulder.

"Let you suffer."

A few words, Chu Lingxi's tears have burst.

She could no longer hold back her tears and let them fall down.

Huangfuche held her tightly in his arms, and Chu Lingxi beat huangfuche's chest.

She knew that his father had died and that he could not get away. She understood him, but she was wronged in her heart.

"Don't cry. Be careful of eye pain." Before production, Huang Fuche had memorized all the precautions of confinement.

Chu Lingxi shriveled his mouth and cried for a while. Then he looked at Huang Fuche tearfully. Huang Fuche took out a paper towel to wipe her tears. "Don't cry, be good."

"Everything is done?" Chu Lingxi dared not mention the word "funeral", but felt that it was two sad words.

"Well, it was buried in the morning."

Chu Lingxi nestled in Huang Fuche's arms. She really didn't know how to comfort Huang Fuche. She knew very well that on the surface, Huang Fuche didn't respond to his father's death. In fact, this was what he cared about most.

"Then why are you back now?"

"Will."

Huangfuche told Chu Lingxi that huangfuche gave his will on his deathbed, together with Zheng Yu's plot.

Chu Lingxi knew that with Huang Fuche's character, how could he not expose Zheng Yu's conspiracy? How can there be no way to recover it?

Unless he doesn't want to.

"What my father valued most in his life was the Royal Group. Xi Xi, you are my wife. I should have discussed this with you, but I made my own decision at that time. Royal Group, we don't want it, okay?"

Chu Lingxi looked at Huang Fuche. His eyes were still deep and charming, just with a touch of sadness.

In fact, he didn't need to discuss this kind of thing with her at all, but he gave her the greatest respect.

Because she is his wife.

"OK, I have no opinion."

"My father values the group most. If I want to fight, it's not that I can't fight back. I just kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred. I've been fighting against the royal group before. The royal group can't afford to toss."

Huangfuche hugged Chu Lingxi and sighed deeply, "that's it. They can take it if they want. As long as they operate well, I won't interfere in anything of the Royal Group."

Chu Lingxi nodded, "in fact, I don't want it yet. Looking back, the two groups are pressing on you. You don't have time to accompany me and my children. We have Tianying group. Why do you want so much money?"

Hearing Chu Lingxi's words, huangfuche was very pleased. He knew that Chu Lingxi wouldn't mind.

"But..." Chu Lingxi suddenly remembered Zhang's mother who gave birth prematurely.

Is it a bit too coincidental that Huang Fuche's father died at the same time?

However, it seems that Huang Fuche deliberately arranged the two things together, which made Huang Fuche very confused, lost his judgment, or had no time to take care of it.

Her premature birth was arranged in advance. What about the death of huangfuche's father?

Did someone do it?

"What's the matter?" Huangfuche saw that Chu Lingxi said "but" and didn't say it again, so he hurried to ask.

"Well... I always think your father's death is strange. Before, tangyuan went there and said that your father has been taking medicine, but his spirit is OK. I didn't expect such a short time..."

Huang Fuche grabbed Chu Lingxi's hand and gently rubbed the back of her hand. "I suspected the problem you suspected, so I left from you. I didn't go home immediately, but went to the hospital first. I checked all my father's files and found no clue. I think Zheng Yu has feelings with my father for many years. She shouldn't be able to poison her hands, At best, I have been expecting him to die soon, and then the will arranged a leave early. "

Chu Lingxi nodded, "that's good."

After all, Chu Lingxi didn't talk about his premature birth. If he did, Huang Fuche wouldn't let Zheng Yu go.

He has already wanted to completely get rid of the relationship with Huangfu family, so break it completely and don't get tangled up. She also wants to live a stable life with Huangfu Che.

Just let it rot in your stomach.

"You haven't seen your son yet?" The crib was next to Chu Lingxi's big bed. As soon as she stretched out her hand, she pulled the crib over, "look at your son. They all said he looks like you. People say that the son looks like his mother and the daughter looks like his father. As a result, we look like you. God is really unfair! "

This was the first time Huang Fuche had seen such a young child.

He even had some hands without enough measures. He didn't know where to put his hands. Did he touch his little face or his head?

It seemed that nothing was right, so he stretched out his hand and drew back.

"Who said that? I think it looks like you."

"Really?" Chu Lingxi happily looked at the little guy sleeping on the crib, "in fact, I think he looks like me. After all, he was born by me. If he is not like me, he will have no conscience. Tossing me for so long, I don't want to live anymore, and when I have a child..."

Chu Lingxi didn't finish her words. She didn't want to recall the process of giving birth to a child.

Huang Fuche held Chu Lingxi's hand tightly, "is it very painful?"

Chu Lingxi's lips curled. Of course it hurts to have a baby.

But Huang Fuche had just experienced the pain of losing his father. He was already very sad that he was not with him in production.

"Pain, of course, is very painful, but I feel nothing after birth."

Although Chu Lingxi said it lightly, Huang Fuche could feel it. She didn't want to worry herself, so she said it deliberately.

Huang Fuche had consulted a doctor long ago. The pain of giving birth to a child is the highest level of human pain, like 10 ribs breaking at the same time.

Huangfuche raised Chu Lingxi's chin and gently engraved a kiss on her lips.

Chu Lingxi beat Huang Fuche hard on his chest, "you owe me this!"

"Well, I owe you. I'll spend the rest of my life and slowly give it back to you."

Chu Lingxi snuggled up to Huang Fuche's chest with a sweet smile on her face.

I hope their family will never worry again.

Zheng Yu sat in the car with a solemn expression on her face.

The car stopped at a small cemetery on the mountain and finally stopped.

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