It was the case reported by Han Yu.

Not long ago, Han Yongxin was discharged from the hospital and claimed to the outside world that his condition had stabilized. In order to dispel the outside world's doubts about Xinyao's management, he frequently attended various commercial activities.

According to internal news, compared with his son, Han Yongxin seemed to be very fond of Gu Qinghuan taking over Xinyao, and he was very tempted to transfer the power of the president to Gu Qinghuan.

In the hospital garden, Lu Zichu asked Han Yu: "Why do you do this?"

The cool wind blew on his face, Han Yu's eyes were cold, and his voice became even colder: "One death and one injury are affiliated with a criminal case, and I'm leaving it to the police for handling. Is it wrong? "

"Is that right?" Lu Zichu and Han Yu were both about 1.82 meters tall. Now they stood together, their heights were equal, and their eyes were filled with a urge tone.

Han Yu straightened his body and a curved curve was drawn from the corner of his mouth: "Gu Qinghuan knew that my father was in poor health, but an argument broke out at night. Shouldn't she bear the responsibility for my father's death?"

"If my uncle didn't lie, he really stabbed Gu Qinghuan, then everything you do now will be meaningless, no... still meaningful." Lu Zichu calmed down for a few seconds, with a solemn expression: "If you involve criminal cases, even if Gu Qinghuan is innocent, you will be thrown into a pot of dirty water that cannot be washed away by rumors. Han Yu, you are doing this now just to use your uncle's death to create public opinion. Theories ruined Gu Qinghuan and ruined her reputation."

The garden was quiet, and even the air seemed to be frozen.

Han Yu looked at Lu Zichu coldly for a while, then laughed, but unfortunately he had no warmth. His handsome face approached Lu Zichu inch by inch, and his shrewd eyes narrowed slightly: "Lu Zichu, what is my father? It's your uncle. Your uncle is dead now, who are you who are you maintaining? You can treat Gu Qinghuan as your future aunt so quickly, you really open my eyes."

Lu Zichu pursed his lips and didn't say anything. He could hear it. Han Yu's voice contained a strong sense of jealousy. The former was because of Gu Sheng and the latter was because of Gu Qinghuan.

At this moment, Han Yu was just trying his best, revealing a corner of his inner resentment.

Lu Zichu and his brother have been with him for many years and know that he always has his usual style of doing things. If someone offends him, he will not watch the man die. He will only try his best to pull the man into hell.

Lu Zichu's eyebrows were cold, because the garden lights were shining, and there was a stream of light in his eyes. "Have you ever thought that this pot of dirty water was not only poured on Gu Qinghuan, but also on his uncle. The couple had a bloody dispute at night. There were many different opinions at that time, and even his uncle would not be spared..."

"Is that right?" Han Yu raised a cold smile on his lips: "To be very disrespectful, if the person who died today was his uncle, could you analyze the problem so calmly and rationally?"

These words are more than disrespectful, they are like curses, without any sympathy.

Han Yu was so angry that he said so.

This is what Lu Zichu told himself, but there was still a string in his mind that broke instantly, and the temperature of his heart gradually became cold. Han Yu's back was arrogant in his eyes, walking away step by step.

This back is very similar to when I was a child.

In the Olympic Mathematics Competition and regional selection competition, Lu Zichu participated in the competition through the level and won the first place and Han Yu was the second place.

I still remember that at that time, Han Yu was 12 years old, handsome and proud, and could not tolerate others surpassing him.

"Next time, I'm the first." Such pride seemed to have all the world's things in his hands.

For a year, Han Yu sank in the sea of ​​questions every day, with a strong heart and rejected all invitations from outside.

The next year, Han Yu was 13 years old. This year he narrowly beat Lu Zichu's first point and won the first place. But this point made him smile like a little devil.

"I said, I'm the first," he said.

Afterwards, the teacher looked for Lu Zichu, pointed to the unfortunate loss of points, and said to Lu Zichu: "You have done this question before, why are you still wrong?"

Yes! Why are you still wrong? He evaluated the difficulty of the test questions and lost several points indirectly, just because Han Yu is his brother. Since he is a brother, many things can be given to him, but Gu Sheng can't do it.

It was not because of Gu Sheng who helped Gu Qinghuan talk, but just told the facts. The family affairs were well known. The media benefited, but the Han family was in a fog at this moment.

No one can persuade Han Yu. As he said, he is Han Yongxin's son, so he has the right to seek investigation. As for others, he has no right to interfere.

...

A Sheng called Gu Xingyuan at the front desk of the hospital.

"A Sheng." Gu Xingyuan's voice made A Sheng unable to say a word, and his throat seemed to be blocked by cotton.

Such silence made Gu Xingyuan feel a little worried: "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

A Sheng's voice was a little hoarse, and those tones seemed to be their own: "Dad, something happened to my aunt."

As the late autumn of the night comes, my hands and feet are cold because my heart is not warm.

When A Sheng went back, he saw many doctors and nurses gathering outside, and screams and crying came from the custody room. A Sheng tightened his heart and ran over to open the crowd. He saw his aunt lying pale and weakly on the hospital bed. Chang Jing rushed to Gu Qinghuan's bed like crazy.

Gu Qinghuan had just finished the operation, but how could he withstand such trouble? It seemed that a dying person did not know the pain or the anger, and just looked at Chang Jing so tired, almost compassionate.

Old Mrs. Han also woke up and was still rational because she tried to stop Chang Jing and said sternly: "Let go of her. Only she knows the best. If something happens to her, I will not forgive you."

Han Shuhui stood at the window and looked at all this coldly. Lu Changping wanted to come forward to help, but she reached out and pulled her: "Don't go, let them make trouble."

Han Shuhui's eyes were red and swollen. When Han Yongxin wanted to divorce, her persuasion failed. Now that his ex-wife and his wife gathered together, she became a demon because of love, and she was free from a family tragedy. It was so terrible.

When A Sheng ran in, the doctor was trying to pull Chang Jing away, but she was scratched. "This bitch killed Yongxin. Why is she still alive? If she really loves Yongxin, why don't she die with Yongxin?"

How strong Chang Jing’s hand is, A Sheng has seen it before, and it is still unknown how long Gu Qinghuan can last. If Chang Jing keeps up, it is hard to guarantee that something will happen to his aunt.

A Sheng never thought that one day he would meet Lu Zichu's family in such a bad situation.

She called out "Auntie" and tried to stop Chang Jing, but Chang Jing scratched her face. A Sheng couldn't see it, and she felt a pain on her face. The only person she was thinking about was aunt, so she couldn't care about these things.

A Sheng grabbed Chang Jing's arm and tried to comfort her: "Auntie, don't be excited, my father is coming back to China, and we will sit down and have a good talk at that time."

"What's there to talk about?" Chang Jing pushed A Sheng away. A Sheng couldn't stand the force and fell directly on the bed, as if pressing on Gu Qinghuan. When he heard his aunt's painful groan, A Sheng's face turned pale at that time.

He quickly got up to check Gu Qinghuan. Seeing her frowning in pain, A Sheng became anxious: "Aunt, where do you feel pain?"

Gu Qinghuan was still quite awake and shook her head, but she couldn't say a word.

Old Mrs. Han has a good memory. The little girl in front of her once met her, so Old Mrs. Han knew her. Now that she appears here, she is already very surprised. When she hears her call Gu Qinghuan "Aunt", she can't help but frown.

Besides, Chang Jing was lingering in the air: "It was her. If it weren't for this bitch, Yongxin wouldn't have died. How could he say he was dead if he died?"

A Sheng listened calmly, she turned her back to Chang Jing, raised her hand to help Gu Qinghuan wipe the sweat from her forehead, and then stood up and faced her, and was silent for a few seconds before speaking: "Auntie, what do you think love is?"

This question was too inexplicable. Everyone looked at A Sheng in confusion. Faced with this scene, the girl was not panicked or uneasy. Instead, her expression was calm and composed, and her voice was even more peaceful.

She said: "Auntie, the person who is lying in the hospital morgue today is your ex-husband and the man you love deeply for years. I believe that before my aunt appeared, you also felt the fierce heartbeat of each other; you also spent countless romantic times under the moon; he was willing to give for you, holding your hand tightly when you were in the most painful time, and saying not to be afraid; but love is a double-sided blade. Entering marriage, you must have experienced quarrels, and reconciled after the quarrel, and fantasized about rushing to old age one after another, and then holding hands to support each other in the firewood, rice, oil and salt. Some people say that if all the love in this world is to last, it will inevitably be transformed into a strong family affection. So even if the relationship between you is consumed into leftovers in life, I firmly believe that in the spiritual world of Uncle Han,

In the world, you have always been a relative whom he cannot give up. Love can touch and hurt people. There is no doubt that you love Uncle Han. My grandmother told me that love is a kind of dedication, not a demand. In this world, if any dispute arises because of love, it is not worth hurting each other unscrupulously. Love does not hurt people, only people can hurt people. I always thought that the person who loves Uncle Han the most was you, but I understand now that the person who loves Uncle Han the most was actually my aunt, because she did not say anything. Now, Uncle Han is lying alone in the morgue. If you really love him, no matter how much you hate my aunt, you will not leave Uncle Han alone..." A Sheng pulled his lips and sighed: "Auntie, I have loved each other in a relationship. Do you have to turn into hatred and suffering once you lose love?"

A Sheng's words were passed into everyone's ears, but they could not be passed into Chang Jing's ears. Han Yongxin's death inspired the deepest obscurity in her heart.

A Sheng was in a daze. She was not a doctor and could not calm the anger of a depressed patient, so she could only hear her screaming even more crazily.

A Sheng couldn't hear those scoldings, and she felt that everything that happened was really bad.

Chang Jing seemed crazy when she was inspired by such words from her younger generations.

Chang Jing was in front of her and she vented all her anger on A Sheng. The angry old lady Han said angrily: "A Jing, have you made enough trouble?"

Chang Jing shook Asheng and said with hatred: "Have you loved someone? What do you know? What do you know?"

The voice seemed to pop out from the depths of the teeth. A Sheng did not resist and just looked at her coldly: "If you keep making trouble like this, do you think Uncle Han would cry out if he saw this scene?"

As soon as these words were said, they would only anger Chang Jing, but the onlookers admired Gu Sheng very much. Although this girl is young, toxic, and cruel, the most important thing is that she is calm and amazing, and her emotions are almost perfect.

In fact, A Sheng was just trying to make her expressionless. She was the only one in this room who could help her aunt, but she was the only one who...

"Enough."

Someone quickly stepped forward, pulled A Sheng away and kept Chang Jing, who was holding A Sheng tightly, held A Sheng in his arms, put his palm behind her head in front of everyone, and pressed her in her arms, preventing her from touching the outside world. That was the posture of a protector, so as if there was no one around, so firm.

The room suddenly became quiet, and even Chang Jing stopped hoarsely yelling and scolding. Old Mrs. Han and Han Shuhui were stunned when they saw this scene.

Han Yu stood at the door and saw this scene with a look of indifference.

...

The relationship between A Sheng and Lu Zichu was exposed in front of everyone in this way.

Is it a turmoil that greeted them? Not yet.

Han Yongxin was dead, and Old Mrs. Han had no energy to deal with this. Lu Changping knew in advance and ignored it. However, Han Shuhui looked at the person hugging each other with complex eyes and frowned. She felt that it was necessary to have a good talk with her son. But such a mother-son conversation was destined to be postponed because the lawyer came.
Chapter completed!