Priceless Cute Wife:President's 33 Days of Love

Smell speech, don't know why, Gu Xiaoai relaxed tone, face pale way, "he that person is to aim at me, he is in England time constantly mention Chu Shixiu, he is intentional, how can you believe him?"

"He has evidence." Said uncle Hector suddenly, interrupting her.

Gu Xiaoai's heart sank, "what evidence?"

"I'll get it." Uncle Hester got up and went inside. Two bodyguards immediately followed him.

Gu Xiaoai pressed the center of his eyebrows. He had a bad headache, and his heart was as chaotic as a drum.

What evidence?!

Is there any evidence that she killed Chu Shixiu? Chu Shixiu is not dead at all. He is not dead

After a while, uncle he came out with a wooden box in his hand, his face dignified.

Gu Xiaoai looked at the box in his hand, with a puzzled eyebrow.

Uncle he put the wooden box on the tea table and opened it with trembling hands.

Gu Xiaoai into the line of sight is a blood and white, this is a dress.

Uncle he will take out the clothes from the inside. It's a long white windbreaker. It's cut appropriately. There is a large blood halo on his chest. The color around the blood halo becomes light

Gu Xiaoai's face was expressionless and asked, "what is this?"

"This is the dress the young master wore when he died. Has the young lady forgotten?" Uncle he said, with strange resentment in his eyes.

"Uncle Hector, don't be fooled by someone who has a heart. It's Evan who gave you the clothes again, isn't it? That must be false Gu Xiaoai said excitedly. She got up from the sofa and was so weak that her head was slightly dizzy.

"I went to the doctor and confirmed that the blood on it belonged to the young master." Uncle he touched the position of windbreaker's chest, his voice with a trace of tremor, "and the wear here, also confirmed that it was caused by bullets."

“……”

Gu Xiaoai looked at the clothes on uncle he's hand and shook his head in disbelief. "It's impossible, it's impossible..."

unable.

How can Chu Shixiu die? He won't die

"Miss, give me a word. Did you kill the young master?" Uncle Hector asked seriously.

"The clothes and muzzle, including blood, can be fake..."

She doesn't believe it. She doesn't believe that Chu Shixiu is dead. No, it's impossible.

"That young lady's handwriting can't be wrong again." Uncle he took out another piece of writing paper from the wooden box and handed it to Gu Xiaoai.

Gu Xiaoai sat down on the sofa, holding the letter paper in both hands. The handwriting on it seemed to be soaked in water and blurred, but he could see clearly that it was her handwriting.

When I was a kid.

When she was a child, before she went to her uncle's house, she wrote a letter, put it in an iron box and buried it in front of her mother's tomb, expecting Chu Shixiu to find it, but Chu Shixiu never found it.

Later, she forgot

When she took len to sweep the tomb the other day, she found that the iron box had been dug out. Was it Chu Shixiu who dug it out?

"If the young lady is not the murderer, how can the young master take this letter before he dies?" Uncle he asked in an orderly way.

Take this letter before you die?!

Gu Xiaoai's fingertips trembled slightly, his eyes were empty, his voice became dry, "do you... Do you see Chu Shixiu's body?"

"It's Mr. Evan who said that the young master died four years ago. He has always been afraid of the influence of the Li family, so he dares to hand over the young master's remains today." He Shuo said in a trembling voice, tears falling on his wrinkled face.