Shen Yu took out a letter from the envelope; it was two pages thick.
Jing Weiyang leaned on his shoulder to look at him, and as they looked, their expressions both became serious.
This is a thank-you letter, filled with the boy's sincere gratitude to Sister Jing. The pale yellow floral-printed letter paper is covered with neat and elegant handwriting, the writing style gentle and comfortable, just like the impression Nan Yu left on Jing Weiyang.
In addition to expressing gratitude, the letter also emphasized that if anything happened to her, it would have nothing to do with anyone else; it was because she couldn't bear the pain of chemotherapy and chose the most cowardly way.
Jing Weiyang looked on, her nose tingled, and she couldn't help but shed tears. The image of the pale, handsome boy in the hospital gown on the bed, smiling gently at her, flashed through her mind. How could such a well-behaved and sensible child…
"Don't cry, he left other things too, don't you want to take a look?"
A familiar male voice rang in her ears. Jing Weiyang quickly blinked away her tears and looked down, only to see that there were several photos of them together inside the thick envelope.
"This photo was taken together last year on Xiaoyu's birthday."
Jing Weiyang introduced the photos to Shen Yu in a deep, resonant voice. In several of the photos, the boy was beaming with a bright smile, clearly showing that he was genuinely happy.
Jing Weiyang looked at each picture one by one, and the nurse couldn't help but come over to look at them together.
She was on leave yesterday, and when she came back, Nan Yu had already died. After all, she had taken care of the child for two years, so it would be a lie to say she wasn't sad. That's why she was worried about the things he had asked her to do, and as soon as she heard that Jing Weiyang had come, she rushed over to find her, afraid that she had left.
Just a few photos and letters brought tears to the eyes of the two women, who were overwhelmed with grief. But Shen Yu thought that these were enough to clear Jing Weiyang of suspicion.
Just then, his phone suddenly vibrated. He took it out and his face instantly darkened.
"Boss, we found that the payment account is from overseas and is an anonymous account."
—by Chu Heng
Without hesitation, Shen Yu typed three words and clicked send:
"Continue the investigation!"
For the first time ever, an exclamation mark was used.
What he didn't tell Jing Weiyang was that Grandma Nanyu had been unable to afford the surgery for a long time, and just the day before the boy died, the hospital suddenly received the surgery fees...
Just as Shen Yu was lost in thought, his sleeve was gently tugged. He looked down and met a pair of large, alluring eyes.
"Honey, what are you thinking about?"
Jing Weiyang's voice was a little hoarse, but it was still very pleasant to listen to.
Shen Yu looked around; the nurse had already left.
"It's nothing," Shen Yu patted her head. "If everything's alright, let's go back."
“Hmm,” Jing Weiyang nodded, holding the envelope in one hand and linking arms with Shen Yu with the other as they walked into the elevator.
Seeing her dejected appearance, Shen Yu finally decided to continue keeping it a secret.
His wife is timid, so rather than letting her worry about things without knowing the full story, it's better to wait until everything is clear before making any decisions.
Just as Shen Yu had thought, with the letter and the photos, Jing Weiyang's suspicion was quickly cleared.
Having gone through all this, she has seemed somewhat depressed lately.
Shen Yu tried to comfort her, but it didn't work. Seeing that she was even losing weight, he got angry and wanted to teach her a lesson, but he was afraid that she would feel even worse.
After hesitating for two days, he did something that greatly surprised Jing Weiyang: he took the person with him and went to the old house in Qingfeng Villa to live with the old man.
When they arrived at the old house, Jing Weiyang didn't dare to show her lifeless state to the old man, so she could only force herself to adjust. And so, by some twist of fate, she actually slowly emerged from that sad and melancholic mood.
Looking back now, she herself is a little confused as to why she was so pessimistic back then.
But none of that matters anymore, because she discovered an incredibly exciting fact—
Following Grandpa Shen means you'll get to eat meat!
With nothing else to do, she would hang out with the old man and his old friends, and surprisingly, she had quite a lot of fun!
Occasionally, when they placed bets on stocks, she would also buy a few shares along with them. After a while, the returns were quite good, and she happily waited for the day she would become a little rich woman.
The only thing that didn't go smoothly was, well, that...
It's not that she's taking advantage of her parents' favor, it's just that, you see, she's at her grandfather's house after all.
Where else can you be as relaxed and free as at home?
At home, Shen Yu always had the final say. He could do whatever he wanted, and whenever he wanted to do something with her.
No matter how hard she resists or how much she begs for mercy, the outcome is always the same: she is crushed by power. Someone never shows her any mercy in this regard.
But once you're here, you have to consider the servants and the elders.
So she would refuse whenever she could. If he insisted on touching her, she would even dare to punch and kick him, relying on the old man's support, and refuse to do it no matter what. Seeing him suffer a setback, she couldn't help but feel secretly pleased and wanted to enjoy it a little longer.
At first it was fine, but after a while, looking at that person's increasingly unfathomable gaze, she felt a little scared QAQ
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