My daughter is a bit willful and likes to drive sports cars.
Xu Wenlong had to accept the reality. He held a funeral for his daughter and was heartbroken for half a month.
Qian Fugui and Ji Heng exchanged a glance; the police's explanation sounded reasonable.
The two asked in unison, "You suspect that Xu Yuan's death was not normal?"
Xu Wenlong shook his head. "I believe the police investigation results. I was on a business trip out of town at the time and was unable to see my daughter one last time, which is truly regrettable."
“This child is so reckless. If I had known there would be a car accident, I shouldn’t have let her learn to drive. I regret it so much.”
Xu Wenlong gently stroked the box in his arms, his gaze tender, "Yuanyuan, Daddy is so bad. Daddy is always busy with work and hasn't had much time to spend with you. Now, I, an old man, am sending off my black-haired child..."
He tried his best to suppress his emotions, but tears still fell uncontrollably, one by one landing on the black box.
Xu Wenlong took out a tissue and carefully wiped the box clean. "Yuanyuan, I'm sorry. Don't worry, Dad will be fine soon..."
His words and actions were very strange, and Qian Fugui felt a chill run down his spine, so he involuntarily took a step back.
Ji Heng hesitated for a moment, then took a few steps forward.
With the big boss around, there's nothing to fear.
“Mr. Xu, please speak frankly. Everything will pass. I will hold this box for you. Please have your fortune told first.”
Xu Wenlong clutched the box tightly, his expression one of intense emotion. "No, this is my daughter, I can't give her to you!!"
Ji Heng was completely confused. "Huh? What do you mean?"
Lin Xi said softly, "The black box contains ashes."
Ji Heng gasped, "Holy crap! Ashes!!"
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