Chapter 329: Embarrassing oneself

Perhaps dealing with cultural relics all day long, all the energy and spirit were sucked away by them.

Su Xiaoli secretly sighed, is this another form of "staring into the abyss and being stared at by the abyss"?

Saoirse's face remained expressionless, but there was a hint of surprise in her bottomless eyes.

At first glance, the other party was just a completely underage girl. I was going to hand over Oscar and James to this girl, could she hold on? But looking at her eyes, she was like the first bud of a camellia, reflecting the whole cold winter.

Both parties sat down, Su Xiaoli and Silsa sat at the same table, and the lawyers on both sides confronted each other from a distance.

Su Xiaoli first handed over a gift - "The French Lieutenant's Woman".

Saoirse, who had been cold since she entered the door, was stunned at first, and then a faint smile finally appeared on her thin face.

Su Xiaoli silently observed the other party's reaction, and she knew that she guessed right.

"I like this book very much." Su Xiaoli said lightly, "Sarah is a brave woman."

In fact, she felt that "Sarah" was just so narcissistic that she forgot her fear, which was "selfless courage" in another sense.

Saoirse's facial expression relaxed a little.

Su Xiaoli sighed secretly.

It turns out that people can only hear what they want to hear. Everyone has his or her own inner demons, and is immersed in his or her own little universe, out of touch with reality.

What Ling Yicheng taught was correct.

"The love of ordinary people like us is always relative and can never be absolute, just like the weather in England, which changes several degrees a day."

Saoirse spoke slowly, "But freedom and cultural relics are different. They are eternal."

Inexplicably, Saoirse said this, as if she was talking to herself, or as if she understood the meaning of this gift.

But she didn't expect the other party to answer her.

Su Xiaoli didn’t understand, nor did she want to understand.

She had only one goal, to get James's guardianship power of attorney, and she would do anything to do so.

Not to mention giving that lady some decent, empty recognition that would touch such a deep level of her soul.

If you want to be a liar, you can learn it by studying.

You can understand it however you want, and I won’t refute your thoughts.

Su Xiaoli nodded.

Saoirse actually smiled at her again, "Seeing the immortal Terracotta Warriors is my only wish."

As she spoke, she lit a cigarette and took a deep puff, "Before I die."

Su Xiaoli was about to nod when she was suddenly startled. Why did these words sound wrong?

"I'm trying to make things difficult for you, but I also want to see if you have the real interest and ability to raise Jim."

She said slowly, "If you can get the Terracotta Warriors, it means Jim can live safely in China."

He is both arrogant and overbearing, and only respects his own principles.

After saying this, Saoirse said nothing more and just smoked.

His fingers were skinny, but he had a detached look. The cigarette he smoked made the two of them see mist in front of their eyes, as if it was a dream or reality.

The silence was uncomfortable.

So what she said...actually means she agreed to release the power of attorney as long as she sees the Terracotta Warriors?

It should be.

It's just the taste of her words...

Why does it sound more and more like he is telling me about his last wishes? "Are you sick?" Su Xiaoli finally lost her patience and asked.

Saoirse was honest, or maybe she just didn't care. "In the late stage of cancer, the doctor wouldn't even allow me to fly abroad."

Su Xiaoli was choked by the words she was about to say.

I never expected that the end of the battle would be like this.

It was awkward, too ironic, even a little embarrassing, the prediction was completely wrong, and I didn't know what went wrong.

A hero is always afraid of illness. The explanation for Saoirse's weight loss is revealed. Looking at her again, she is more than just old and frail.

Su Xiaoli felt her hair standing up.

It's a bit embarrassing.

Damn it, forget it, how much is face worth?

She asked slowly: "Who else knows, at least Henry knows?"

Saoirse shook her head.

"Why? He still calls you 'Mistress' and is still deeply in love with you."

"But I love cultural relics more." Saoirse's face was full of piety.

Su Xiaoli didn't know what to say.

After a long silence, she spoke, "Can Oscar know?"

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"...It's useless and meaningless." Saoirse suddenly sneered and got to the point. "Your goal is just the letter of authorization, isn't it?"

Su Xiaoli remained silent.

"Let's stop here today, Chinese girl. The power of attorney has been drafted. I will sign it as soon as I see the Terracotta Warriors." Silsa said lightly.

After saying that, she was about to get up and leave.

"Are you in pain when you leave this world?" Su Xiaoli suddenly asked, and then gently emphasized: "I mean, in my heart."

It's really an eternal mystery.

"No, I'm very happy." Saoirse remained silent for a long time before speaking.

Instead, her tone was a little relaxed, "Leaving physical pain behind, returning to my original home, and then becoming eternal, liberated and redeemed, my soul finally at peace."

She walked away without looking back.

His back looks increasingly thin and lonelier, but because of his straight neck and waist, he seems overly stubborn, clinging to the last bit of dignity as a human being.

The afterglow of the slanting sunlight slowly poured into the room, a ray of God's tenderness.

Su Xiaoli's face was kissed by the soft and fine sunlight. She still sat in the same window seat, trying hard to understand and digest.

She didn't get up and walk out until she slowly finished the cup of coffee in front of her.

The magnificent sunset gradually disappeared with the afterglow of the setting sun, and the long day was truly coming to an end.

The air grew damp and colder.

I probably have to talk to Oscar tonight. Even after thinking about it for so long, Su Xiaoli is still worried.

When they returned home, several men were discussing investment in Yinglan. Su Xiaoli secretly gave Gu Feihan a look.

The two of them went for a walk outside, and Su Xiaoli naturally talked about the results of this afternoon's negotiations, which could not be considered as negotiations.

Gu Feihan was shocked and moved, but soon his emotion faded away, leaving only a little regret.

It is unexpected, but also reasonable.

When a person is about to die, especially someone as stubborn as Saoirse, she will naturally entrust her child to others and fulfill her last wish.

It seems that he has no choice but to accept the fact that Oscar and James are about to lose their mother.

"We really should tell Oscar as soon as possible. A short pain is worse than a long one." He gave his advice and reached out to gently tuck the strands of hair behind her ears.

Su Xiaoli leaned on his chest and nodded.

"You don't have to worry about China. You can connect to the resources." He brought up another topic without hesitation.

Gu Feihan didn't want his girl to be immersed in the shadow of another person's death.

Or maybe he himself didn't want to think that Xiao Li also had this shadow hanging over his head.

Su Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, attracted by his words: "So fast?"