Chapter 424: Relationship Eased
"Before Jianguo passed away, he was still talking about celebrating his child's birthday..."
Uncle San's voice was choked with sobs. He pointed at the conclusion in the report that "blood relationship was ruled out", his hands shaking with anger.
The last trace of blood on Ding Xuezhen's face faded completely.
She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but was blocked by the contemptuous looks from the people around her.
The identity she had carefully maintained collapsed, and her plans regarding the family property also fell through at this moment.
"Ding Xuezhen, if you still have a conscience, please leave my father's funeral immediately. My father might find you dirty here."
Lin Rushuang's voice was soft, but mixed with a hint of disgust.
"You are not welcome here."
Ding Xuezhen staggered to her feet. She didn't argue anymore and didn't look back.
Within a few minutes, the sound of sirens from far away broke the silence of the funeral.
When two uniformed policemen walked into the yard, Lin Yuxi, who was secretly making a phone call in the corner, suddenly hung up the phone, his face as pale as paper.
"Ms. Lin Yuxi, we have received a report from the He Group that you are suspected of embezzling a total of 2.7 million yuan in public funds from the Lin Building Materials Company. Please come back with us for investigation."
The police showed his ID quickly and decisively, and the slight sound of handcuffs colliding made Lin Yuxi tremble all over.
"It wasn't me! Ding Xuezhen instigated me!"
She suddenly screamed, pointing in the direction Ding Xuezhen disappeared, "She was the one who asked me to transfer the money from the company account, saying that she would give me half of it when I got the inheritance!"
But her excuses were nothing compared to the bank statements and transfer records.
He Tingchen's legal team had already compiled a complete chain of evidence, from the private account she secretly opened three years ago to the large sums of money transferred in batches last month, each transaction was clearly marked.
"Take her away." The police grabbed her wrist without any explanation.
Lin Yuxi struggled to look at Lin Rushuang, who was standing in the corridor, with a glint of resentment in her eyes: "Lin Rushuang! You will not die well!"
You teamed up with He Tingchen to harm me!"
Lin Rushang turned her head away and looked at Lin Jianguo's portrait, and suddenly felt extremely tired.
The intrigues of these years have been like a long nightmare, and now it is finally time to wake up.
He Tingchen came back at some point, and suddenly he gently held her shoulders from behind, the warmth of his palm coming through the thin fabric of her clothes.
"You should feel lucky. This day will come sooner or later."
"Um."
Lin Rushuang nodded, her voice a little hoarse.
Dusk drifted into the mourning hall.
He Tingchen accompanied Lin Rushuang to burn the last batch of paper money in front of the coffin.
Lin Rushuang suddenly remembered something and turned to ask him, "How is Master Li's health?"
He Tingchen paused, sparks landed on his leather shoes, and a subtle sense of loss flashed in his eyes.
"My liver isn't a big problem, but the doctor said my organs are declining as I get older."
He kicked the ashes at his feet, his tone emotionless, "I guess it won't be long."
Lin Rushuang was silent for a moment, then said softly, "No matter what grudges we had in the past, he is still your family member after all. Besides, if he hadn't intervened when we were out of town last time, we would have been in big trouble."
He Tingchen sneered, as if mocking something, but did not refute.
Lin Rushang took the paper money from her hand.
"Okay, go eat quickly, then go back to the hospital to accompany him. I have A Yao and Yang Xin here."
"I'll be there at eight."
He Tingchen still wanted to accompany Lin Rushuang. Lin Jianguo was her only relative in this world, and Master Lin no longer counted as one.
Although she didn't say it, she felt more or less uncomfortable in her heart.
…
Late at night, the VIP ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant.
Mr. Li was half leaning against the head of the bed, staring at the moonlight outside the window in a daze.
He Tingchen pushed open the door and glanced at Li Wenyuan, who was sitting in a chair with a tired look on his face.
"Go back and come back tomorrow morning."
"Then uncle, I'll go back first. I'll bring breakfast tomorrow morning."
Given Master Li's current condition, Li Wenyuan no longer quarreled with He Tingchen about the past. The two of them actually became unusually harmonious because of Master Li's illness.
After Li Wenyuan left, Master Li glanced at the steaming hot water on the bedside table.
That was the lotus seed soup that He Tingchen had just brought. He said it was stewed by his aunt at home, but in fact, Lin Rushang specially asked someone to buy it outside that morning.
"Cough cough..." A burst of rapid coughing made Master Li bend over.
He Tingchen stood up and tried to ring the bell, but the old man waved him away.
"It's just a cough. Don't make such a fuss. I'm not that fragile."
Master Li was panting, but his eyes were sharp and bright.
"What's the situation with the Lin family?"
He sat back on the sofa and tapped his fingertips on the phone screen. "It's all taken care of. Don't worry about it."
"I worry?" Master Li sneered, "I'm just worried that some people care too much about that woman and don't even know what I'm doing all day long."
Although the words were harsh, her eyes swept over the dark circles under He Tingchen's eyes, "You haven't rested for a few days, do you want to get ahead of me?"
"Just take care of your health." He Tingchen put away his phone, stood up and walked to the bedside table, poured the lotus seed soup in the thermos into a bowl, and then brought it to Master Li.
"Want to drink now?"
"Wait a moment." Master Li pulled out a velvet box from under his pillow and tossed it into his arms. "This is the jade bracelet your mother left behind. Now... you can do with it as you see fit."
He Tingchen opened the box, and the jade bracelet inside glowed warmly in the moonlight.
He knew that this was an heirloom of the Li family. When his grandmother passed it to his mother, Mr. Li had a big fight with his grandmother.
But he understood what Master Li meant, but when he thought of Master Li's attitude towards Lin Rushuang, he put the box back in Master Li's hands.
"You keep it. She only wears the silver bracelet now."
Master Li's face instantly darkened: "Just take it if I tell you to! Why are you talking so much nonsense!"
He Tingchen just accepted it silently.
"I'm going out for a cigarette. Call me if you need anything."
He Tingchen gently closed the door of the ward.
His figure was reflected in the glass window at the end of the corridor. He Tingchen took out the cigarette box, thought for a moment, and put it back.
The phone screen lit up, and it was a message from Lin Rushuang.
"Tomorrow I'm going to see Master Li and bring him his favorite almond cakes."
His fingertips hovered over the screen, he typed and deleted, and finally replied with just one word: "OK".
In the ward, Master Li listened to the footsteps fading away and slowly opened the photo album under his pillow. Inside was a yellowed old photo of his younger self holding a swaddled He Tingchen, smiling innocently.
He stroked the edge of the photo with his bony fingers and suddenly cursed in a low voice: "You little bastard, you're still the same."
Just like myself.
The men in their Li family have always been like this throughout the generations, always tough on the outside but soft on the inside, always putting their worthless face first.
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