Author:?The first love of a rainy day?MACHINE TRANSLATION
The Room was very quiet. Chu Xia could vaguely hear Ming Taiâs voice on the phone, âwhat happened to Sikong Jue? What did you say? Did you find him? â
She quickly asked. This man had disappeared for a long time. She could not find any news about Sikong Jue.
Qin Sheng asked Mu Xue to check Sikong Jueâs credit card account, but she did not find any record of him swiping his credit card.
It was as if he had disappeared from the world.
Ming Taiâs face was a little pale. He did not know what to say to Chu Xia, âthat... Chu Xia, you really care about Sikong Jue, donât you? â
âI care about him? Damn it, I canât wait for him to die! Heâs been playing me for ten years, making me give birth to two children for no reason. Does he think he can buy away all the suffering Iâve suffered for so many years just because he gave me his property? Damn it! If I see him, Iâm going to slap him to death! â
Chuxia vented all her dissatisfaction towards Sikong Jue.
Ming Tai let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that this answer would not be too much of a shock to Chuxia.
âthat... donât get too excited. Qian Chuan just called to say that Sikong Jue is dead. I donât think this answer will affect you too much, right? â He asked as he looked at Chuxiaâs reaction.
Chuxia chuckled. âHeâs dead? Are you kidding me? Heâs going to Piss me off. He wonât even DIE HIMSELF! â
âChuxia, itâs true. Qian Chuan called to inform me about this. Because youâre his only family, he asked me to tell you to go and offer incense to Sikong Jue. No matter what grudges you have, a dead person canât be brought back to life. Iâm sorry for your loss. Let Bygones be bygones. This is the address Qian Chuan sent me. Iâll send it to you, â Ming Tai said.
He tapped on his phone screen and sent the address to Chuxia.
Chuxia opened the electronic map and looked at the marked coordinates. She knew this place. It was the mountain where Sikong Jue and Shen Tong used to live. âIs he here? â
âYes, I heard from Qian Chuan that he was buried here. You should go and see him. Actually, he has always liked you. Itâs just that he has the responsibility of Shen Tong, so he canât confess to you. Heâs already dead, so you should forgive him, â Ming Tai advised Chuxia.
CHUXIAâs mind went blank. Was Sikong Jue really dead?
âHow did he die? Was He in a car accident or something? Ask Him clearly! â She asked unwillingly.
She had been hoping for Sikong Jueâs death every day, but when she heard the news of his death, her heart felt like it had hit rock bottom!
âI didnât ask that many questions. Why donât you give Qian Chuan a call? I think he knows, â said Ming Tai.
Chuxia called Qian Chuan according to the number in Ming Taiâs phone. âQian Chuan, how did Sikong Jue die? Donât LIE TO ME! â
âHow would I dare lie to you! ? â It was a heart attack. You know that he had a serious heart attack. He must have lost all hope in life these days. He must have been torturing himself to death by hiding. âI helped you bury him. You have to give me the funeral fee! â âDonât you have all his money? â?
âNot much. I helped you save it. I only spent 500,000 yuan to buy the cemetery, the tombstone, and the coffin. Itâs an absolute friendship price. Remember to transfer the money to me! â Qian Chuan said.
Chu Xia naturally knew that Sikong jue had a heart attack. It was not only Sikong Jue who had a heart attack. Jian Jian and Chu Chu also had a heart attack. However, Jian Jian and Chu Chu had received treatment from Chinese and Western medicine since they were young. Their bodies had basically recovered. There was no major problem
However, there shouldnât be any problems with Sikong Jue Hadnât he received treatment since he was young?
âHow did he have a heart attack? Isnât his heart attack fine? Isnât he not going to die? â Chuxia caught the crux of the problem.
âThereâs no way to explain a heart attack. Perhaps a heart attack can take a personâs life! Whether you want to go or not, you decide. I still have a surgery here. Remember to give me the funeral fee! â Qian Chuan hung up the phone as he spoke.
Chuxia was completely in despair. She had originally doubted Qian Chuanâs words, but it was really hard to say if a heart attack was real. Just like Qian Chuan said, a heart attack could turn a person into a dead person.
Her hand was clutching her phone, her face was so pale that it had lost all color.
âSister Chuxia, are you alright? A dead person canât be revived. Iâm sorry for your loss. â Mu Xue tried to persuade Chuxia.
Chuxia turned to look at Mu Xue. âMu Xue, thereâs only one life in this life. Donât do anything you regret. You must cherish the person in front of you. Iâll be leaving first. I hope you two will be happy. â
After she finished speaking, she ran out of the room.
âSISTER CHUXIA! â Mu Xue wanted to chase after her, but Ming Tai pulled Mu Xue back.
âYou canât run now! Be careful of the baby. Chuxia knows what to do. She knows what to do. Besides, she still has two children. She canât do something stupid, â Ming Tai said.
With her understanding of Chuxia, he knew her personality very well. That strong personality of hers would not fall because of anything. Moreover, Chuxia loved her children very much. Even if it was for the sake of two children who were still underage, Chuxia would still be strong enough not to fall.
Mu Xue stopped in her tracks. âThen Tell Qian Chuan to take care of Chuxia. Sister Qin is not in h nation, so no one will take care of Chuxia. â
âI know. Iâll get someone to take care of Chuxia. Youâre not feeling well. Go back to your room to rest. Iâll go chase after her, â Ming Tai instructed Mu Xue.
He would never call Qian Chuan and ask Qian Zhuanzi to take care of Chuxia. Qian Chuan must think of Chuxia as a money tree.
He arranged for his private jet to send Chuxia to Sikong Jueâs grave.
Ming Tai had caught up to Chuxia. She really wanted to scold herself for being stupid. She had forgotten that Ming Tai had his own private jet. She boarded Ming Taiâs plane and returned to h nation.
A few hours later, Ming Taiâs plane landed in h nation.
Chuxia was no stranger to that mountain. It turned out that Jian Jian was sent here to learn Kung Fu from Sikong Jue.
The Rugged Mountain Path was not as complicated as she was feeling right now.
It was not until she found the small cemetery according to the electronic map that all her nerves were completely cut off.
Sikong Jue was really dead. Sikong Jueâs name was carved on the cold tombstone.
Her fingers ran across the cold tombstone. âSikong Jue, YOU BASTARD! You left me, my son, and my daughter just like that! You donât want to take responsibility anymore, do you?
You gave me all your assets just to buy off all the grudges between us. Do you really think Iâm easy to bully? âBastard, BASTARD âI WANT TO WHIP THE CORPSE! â
She was so angry that she kicked the manâs tombstone. She thought that he had just left in a fit of anger and would come back sooner or later. Who knew that that meeting would be their last!
The womanâs fists and feet kicked the tombstone. She wanted nothing more than to smash the tombstone.
âWhat are you doing? Why did you kick brother Yuâs tombstone? ! â The womanâs voice rang behind Chu Xia.
Chu Xia turned her head and saw Shen Tong walking over!
âWhy are you here? Didnât you run away? â
âOf course Iâm here. Donât tell me Iâm going to let a vicious woman like you bully my brother Jueâs tombstone? Chu Xia, youâre too ruthless! â Shen Tong said.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Chu Xia slapped Shen Tongâs face. âWhat right do you have to criticize me? If it wasnât for you, Sikong Jue wouldnât have died! â