Chapter 132 If

Busy with many matters, Huo Huai'an didn't arrive at the hospital until it was almost dark.

"Aunt." Huo Huai'an pushed open the door, looking travel-worn, and glanced at the person lying on the hospital bed. "Sui Xing is still not awake?"

Huo Yao: No.

Huo Yao was wiping Gu Suixing's face, avoiding his bandaged forehead, and the towel was not gentle at all on his face.

Look at that posture and the force, it's like scrubbing clothes...

Huo Huai'an felt pain just looking at it and couldn't help but say, "Aunt, let me do it."

Huo Yao frowned, threw the towel on the blanket, and said coldly, "What do you mean 'come'? He's not afraid of pain himself, why are you so worried about him?"

"..." Huo Huai'an was speechless. Seeing the anger on his aunt's face, he didn't dare to say anything more and obediently stood aside and waited.

Huo Yao took the towel into the bathroom to wash it, and when she came out to dry Gu Suixing's hands, she used much less pressure. "What did the traffic police find out?"

Huo Huai'an only said, "After watching the surveillance footage, the SUV ran a red light and crashed into the pedestrian crossing from the other side of the road. Sui Xing happened to be waiting for the red light on the side of the road near the pedestrian crossing and crashed into it, which is how the car was pushed aside."

As luck would have it, that SUV was the same one that had been following Lu Fengqing a few days ago, and Gu Suixing probably saw it. The incident occurred at an intersection near a food street, a place with heavy pedestrian traffic at night, making it a frequent accident site. There were quite a few pedestrians on the roadside at the time, and if it weren't for Gu Suixing's action, the casualties would have been far more severe.

Huo Yao asked again, "Who is that driver?"

"I work in same-city express delivery," Huo Huai'an said. "I'm not married yet, my parents are in my hometown, and I work alone in City A."

Nothing was found wrong, and he is currently in a coma. The police have notified his parents to come over, and they will have to wait until he wakes up to ask him anything.

Huo Yao paused, slowly sat down, and a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes.

She initially disagreed with her husband's move to City S. It was a legitimate job transfer, but her husband clearly wasn't. He wanted to take care of the daughter left behind by an old friend, who was a woman. Even though she knew her husband had nothing going on with that woman, she was still unhappy about it.

But she eventually agreed.

She still remembers the night the news of Lu Yunsi's death came. Gu Zhenjun held her and cried like a child, repeatedly saying that he was the one who killed Lu Yunsi and that it was his fault.

No matter how much she pressed him, he refused to tell her. When she pressed him too hard, he would cry in front of her, making it impossible for her to be ruthless.

It wasn't until later that she discovered the clues herself.

Gu Zhenjun didn't get along well with Gu Jinhong's illegitimate children, but he was as close as brothers with Xie Chaoyin. The two grew up together and attended the same school. After their marriage, whenever she had to work late, Gu Zhenjun would invite Xie Chaoyin out for drinks. But ever since Lu Yunsi's death, let alone going out for drinks and chats, Gu Zhenjun avoided Xie Chaoyin like the plague. He would jump three feet high and be terrified if he received a call from Xie Chaoyin.

She didn't think that way at first, until she heard that Xie Chao left the Xie family because of a woman, but even Xie Chao himself didn't know who that woman was.

When Lu Fengqing was a month old, she went to see Lu Yunsi with Gu Zhenjun. At that time, the child was too young to see anything clearly. Later, when she went to S City, she watched the little girl grow up day by day. In addition, she had doubts in her heart and became more and more alarmed.

Then she roughly guessed what it was that Gu Zhenjun wouldn't even tell her.

That was a human life lost. Even if it wasn't Gu Zhenjun who caused it, judging from the situation, Gu Zhenjun is still involved.

She didn't like to meddle in other people's business, and since her husband refused to talk about it, she pretended not to know and never mentioned it to anyone over the years.

Gu Zhenjun always felt that he was responsible for Lu Yunsi's death. Because of his guilt and desire to make amends, he treated the girl almost like his own daughter. This was understandable; she didn't have a daughter and had always wanted a little girl, plus her son liked the girl, so she treated her like half a daughter and half a daughter-in-law.

If that car accident was premeditated and aimed at Lu Fengqing from the beginning, then there's something to think about.

An 18-year-old girl who grew up in another city and has only recently returned to City A is unlikely to have offended anyone.

Since it wasn't because she did anything to offend anyone, then it must be that her very existence offended people.

Lu Yunsi is already dead. Even if she weren't, Lu Fengqing wouldn't pose a threat to anyone in the Lu family, but that might not be the case with her biological father.

Seeing Huo Yao lost in thought, Huo Huai'an called out, "Aunt?"

Huo Yao didn't say anything.

Huo Huai'an recalled the scene of Huo Yao and Lu Fengqing confronting each other when he arrived yesterday, paused, and said softly, "This has nothing to do with Lu Nian, don't..."

"What do you mean, 'don't resent her'?" Huo Yao suddenly looked up, her eyes slightly red.

Huo Huai'an suddenly fell silent.

Huo Yao laughed mockingly, "One is my husband, one is my son, and one is me..."

She is my grandson's mother.

When her husband had his accident and her son went abroad, their once happy family was suddenly torn apart. For a long time, Huo Yao was mentally unstable and stayed at the Huo family home for a while. One day, she wasn't feeling well, and Huo Huai'an happened to be home. He insisted on taking her to the hospital. Coincidentally, it was there that she saw Lu Fengqing, who was heavily pregnant.

On a sweltering day, the little girl was wrapped up tightly, with only her eyes showing. Others might not recognize her, but she had watched her grow up since she was a tiny little girl, braided her hair, taught her to be careful not to let her underwear show when wearing a skirt, told her about the differences between boys and girls, and explained why girls have periods and what to do when they have their periods. No matter how tightly she was wrapped up, she could recognize her at a glance.

She knew almost without even thinking whose child it was.

She dared not go over, dared not get close, and dared not even inquire about the mother and child. She was afraid that if Gu Jinhong found out, the child would not be able to be born. She was afraid that after the child was born, Gu Jinhong would send the child to another place like her husband and son. She was worried that her son would act recklessly if he found out about this. She was also worried that a nineteen-year-old girl would not be able to take care of a child. What would happen to her after becoming a single mother so early?

She can't see her husband, she can't see her son, she doesn't dare to see her grandson. She worries about this and that all day long. From the old to the young, no one gives her any peace of mind.

Huo Yao's mocking smile turned into a bitter one. "Who do you want me to blame? Who do you want me to resent?"

Sometimes she wondered if all these things wouldn't have happened if she had stubbornly refused to let Gu Zhenjun go to S City back then. If she hadn't gone to the hospital and hadn't seen Lu Fengqing, would she feel any less resentment?

Huo Huai'an didn't know what to say. Gu Suixing was his cousin. If it weren't for the fact that he and Lu Nian had grown up together and had a good relationship, he might have resented Lu Nian.

Huo Yao took a deep breath to calm herself down, and took out a pen from her bag. "Give me your hand."

Huo Huai'an didn't understand why, but he still reached out his hand.

Huo Yao wrote three words on his palm.