Yan Mei was shocked and asked Xiao Guotao for confirmation: "Where did this letter come from? Is Zhang Shunqing really gone?"
Xiao Guotao said sadly, "This letter suddenly appeared on my desk that year. You will know it after you read it."
Yan Mei hurriedly opened the burnt yellow envelope in her hand and unfolded a few pages of old paper. At this moment, all the Xiao family members stretched their necks to look at Yan Mei, and saw that Yan Mei's hands holding the letter paper were shaking more and more, until finally it seemed that she could not hold it steadily.
"This is not true... This is not true..." Yan Mei's voice was fragmented and fragile like a dead leaf hanging on a tree. Xiao Huai and Xiao Weijiang surrounded her, and their faces suddenly turned ugly when they read the words in the letter.
Zhang Moyan grabbed Xiao Xingyu's sleeve involuntarily. Xiao Xingyu turned his head and saw that her nose was red and her expression revealed her nervousness that was difficult to conceal. Seeing this look in Xiao Xingyu's eyes, he felt so distressed.
He asked softly, with a premonition: "Have you read this letter?"
Zhang Moyan paused and admitted, "Yeah."
Xiao Xingyu frowned and glanced back at Xiao Guotao with a hint of reproach. Some things that had happened before suddenly became clear to him. However, now was not the time to sort them out. He sensitively said to Zhang Moyan, "Why don't you go back to your room first?"
Zhang Moyan quickly shook her head and refused.
When Xiao Guotao was undergoing rehabilitation treatment in Shenhai, he showed her Zhang Shunqing's suicide note alone. It revealed Chen Yun's identity as well as all the concealment and deception. The note was filled with Zhang Shunqing's regret and anger. It could be said that every word was an accusation written with blood and tears.
When such a letter is spread out in front of everyone in the Xiao family, it will definitely cause a huge uproar. Although they don't know how to deal with it, avoiding and running away is definitely the worst option.
"No more?" Mrs. Yan finished reading the letter. She looked up at Xiao Guotao, confused and anxious, and asked, "Where is Shunqing?"
Xiao Guotao remained silent. Yan Mei understood immediately and said in a trembling voice, "You just said this was Shunqing's last work. Did he...did he really commit suicide? Is he really dead?"
"Let me see!" Xiao Weiyu couldn't help but stepped forward, took the letter and read three lines at a glance.
Yan Mei muttered incoherently, seemingly unable to accept reality: "The prisoner who was shot was not the murderer... Guoxi was killed by Chen Yun..."
"Mom, are you okay? Don't scare me!" Xiao Weijiang carefully supported Yan Mei. He had long suspected that there was someone else behind his father Xiao Guoxi's death, so he was a little less shocked. In comparison, his mother's appearance at the moment scared him more.
Tears streamed down Yan Mei's face like broken strings. She brushed away Xiao Weijiang's hand, turned around and stared straight at Zhang Moyan behind Xiao Xingyu. Suddenly, her face changed and she rushed over madly!
The moment before she was about to grab Zhang Moyan, Xiao Xingyu blocked her with his hand. Yan Mei's ten fingers, like steel nails, dug into Xiao Xingyu, and she could feel the pain even through the clothes.
"Give us back our lives! Why are you trying to hurt us! Liar! You cruel liar, give us back our family's lives! Xingyu, get out of the way! Get out of the way!" Yan Mei screamed to the sky, using her hands and feet like crazy to try to break free from Xiao Xingyu, and desperately grabbed Zhang Moyan.
Zhang Moyan's mind went blank and she had no idea how to react.
Although Xiao Xingyu had not read the letter yet, he had basically guessed the content from Yan Mei's words just now.
"Second Madam is not Chen Yun! Look carefully, she is not Chen Yun!" Xiao Xingyu never knew that a thin old woman could have such great strength. She was just like a beast. Even if Xiao Huai and Xiao Weijiang came together to help, they couldn't pull her off him.
It's no wonder that Yan Mei reacted so violently, because the murderer of Xiao Guoxi had indeed been executed. Although Chen Yun and Zhang Shunqing were missing, everyone thought they were missing. No one thought that they might have a great connection with Xiao Guoxi's accidental death.
Yan Mei desperately couldn't touch Zhang Moyan, so she collapsed on the ground, whimpering. In extreme grief, she couldn't utter a complete sentence. Her eyes were red and she stared at Zhang Moyan fiercely, shouting at the top of her lungs: "Why dare you show up here? You have some conspiracy, right? Xingyu, you've been deceived. Her mother is not a good person. How could you bring such a person into the house? You will be killed by her! Her mother killed your second grandfather, and now she's here again. Get her out of here quickly, get her out of here quickly!..."
Old Madam Yan was practically hoarse. In such extreme emotion, she couldn't possibly listen to any clarification from Xiao Xingyu. Meanwhile, everyone had already circulated Zhang Shunqing's suicide note, and their attitude towards Zhang Moyan had almost completely changed.
"Xingyu, come here!" Xiao Weiyu rarely spoke at home since Xiao Mumu got into trouble, but he couldn't help it at this moment.
The eldest and second aunts looked at Zhang Moyan with complicated expressions. They looked at each other, not knowing what to say. They stepped forward and helped Yan Mei, who was lying on the ground, to a chair on the side.
Amidst the chaos, Xiao Weiji, who was in the center of the main room, was already squatting on the ground, holding his head and burying his face in his knees, sobbing uncontrollably.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Zhang Moyan uttered a pale apology in the face of this situation. She knew it would be useless, but there was nothing else she could do. As Chen Yun's daughter, she had to bear all the hatred, but who could understand that she was also innocent? She had no idea what Chen Yun and Chen Guanfu had done, nor was she involved in it. It was only because of blood ties that she had to bear all the consequences.
With the collective efforts of everyone, Yan Mei finally calmed down, and the solemn main hall fell into a dead silence.
"Dad, let me take a look at this letter too." In the dead silence, Xiao Xingyu said to Xiao Weizhou who was holding the letter.
Xiao Weizhou looked around at everyone and seeing that no one objected, he walked over and handed the letter and envelope to Xiao Xingyu.
Xiao Xingyu held the envelope between his fingertips, spread out the letter and read it word by word. Zhang Moyan stared at the words on the yellowed paper beside him, and an indescribable pain surged in her heart.
The last time Xiao Guotao showed her were photos on his mobile phone. Now she saw the real thing with her own eyes, the handwriting left by her biological father whom she had never met, and it was a suicide note... This kind of silent sorrow completely struck her soul.
Xiao Xingyu read the two pages with a solemn expression. Everyone's eyes were fixed on him, waiting for his reaction. However, Xiao Xingyu did not speak immediately. Instead, he picked up the envelope and read it over and over again. The more he read, the more strange his expression seemed to be.
"What happened to Xingyu?" Xiao Weizhou was closest to him and asked on behalf of everyone.
Xiao Xingyu shook his head as if talking to himself. After a while, he shifted his gaze from the letter to the man squatting on the ground, who was still wearing workshop work clothes and was about the same age as Xiao Weizhou.
"Uncle Weiji, did you deliver this letter to my grandfather?"
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