Han Xinrui sighed, stared at Huo Hongtao quietly, and said softly, "Huo Hongtao, I also want to live a good life with you. I came back just to live a good life with you."

Huo Hongtao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Han Xinrui's words.

He knew that Han Xinrui couldn't live without him.

As long as he coaxed her a little, Han Xinrui would agree to everything.

"Then go to the police station tomorrow." Huo Hongtao made a direct request.

Han Xinrui nodded: "Okay!"

When Huo Hongtao heard Han Xinrui agreed, the smile on his face deepened.

The disdain for Han Xinrui in his eyes became even more obvious.

She thought Han Xinrui was different from before, but it seemed that what she did before was just a temper tantrum.

"Then go and cook for me first! I'm hungry!" Huo Hongtao saw that Han Xinrui was the same as before and gave the order directly.

Then, he remembered his father's words and said to Han Xinrui, "Dad said you asked him to return your parents' compensation. We are already married and we are all family. What are you going to do?"

Han Xinrui lowered her eyes and said calmly, "Dad gave it to me! Did Dad ask you to ask me to return it? It's okay if he doesn't want to give it to me, I'll just give it back to him."

Huo Hongtao's expression froze, but he didn't push too hard in the end.

His father asked him to first coax Han Xinrui out of her parents' belongings. As for the compensation, as long as they were still husband and wife, they would get the money back sooner or later.

"Xinrui, after your parents died, did Director Yuan give you a box? What was in it? Was there a diary?"

Han Xinrui looked at Huo Hongtao with a puzzled look on her face: "No! Dad also asked me, I really didn't see it."

"Then go and show me the relics left by your parents." Huo Hongtao continued.

Han Xinrui raised her eyebrows, but did not refuse and turned around to move the box out.

The valuables had already been taken, and Han Xinrui had also taken the useful things. So it didn't matter if these things were given to Huo Hongtao.

When Han Xinrui put the box in front of Huo Hongtao, Huo Hongtao couldn't wait to look for the diary.

There was indeed a diary inside, which was where Han's mother recorded her daily expenses. It was very small, as small as the palm of a hand.

Han Xinrui looked at Huo Hongtao with pretended confusion and asked doubtfully, "Hongtao? What's wrong? What kind of diary is this? Is it important?"

Huo Hongtao sighed heavily. "Dad said that Uncle Han used to keep a diary. If we find the diary, we can clear my mother's name. He and Uncle Han were good friends, so how could he harm him?"

Han Xinrui sneered in her heart, but said calmly, "Yeah! I also believe that Dad would not do such a thing."

Huo Hongtao didn't find the diary, so he said to Han Xinrui, "Xinrui, are these all the relics left?"

Han Xinrui nodded: "And those gold bars! There's nothing else."

Huo Hongtao nodded.

As he spoke, he urged Han Xinrui to cook again: "Go cook!"

Han Xinrui glanced at Huo Hongtao and forced a smile: "Okay!"

After entering the kitchen, before Han Xinrui started cooking, Huo Hongtao heard the sound of something being broken outside.

He entered the room and saw broken bowls all over the floor.

Han Xinrui looked guilty: "Hongtao, I accidentally broke it. Why don't you go to my sister-in-law's house for dinner tonight!"

As she spoke, her face was filled with guilt: "It's okay! I won't let my imagination run wild anymore! It's enough for me to know that you want to live a good life with me."

Huo Hongtao looked at the mess on the ground and felt very annoyed.

He was already upset because he hadn't found the diary his father had mentioned, and now when he saw the broken bowls on the floor, his face turned extremely ugly.