Dressed as a wealthy widow who inherits billions of inheritances

Chapter 22 Suicide
After resting for a while, Xia Zhiwei went to the bathroom to take a shower. In order not to arouse suspicion, she didn't even use shower gel and hot water, and only dared to use cold water.

Fortunately, it is now April, the temperature is neither too hot nor too cold, and taking a cold shower is not so harsh.

After taking a shower, Xia Zhiwei dried off the water droplets on his body, and didn't rush to get dressed, but stood in front of the mirror at the sink to examine his figure.

Although she was not fat before, but because she practiced martial arts since she was a child, she has a relatively large frame, and with a height of 175, she does not have the kind of femininity of a small bird, and her colleagues and friends directly regard her as Brother look.

Xia Zhiwei in front of him was different.

She is about 1 meters tall, well-proportioned, with a slender waist and long legs. She has a beautiful oval face, almond eyes and peach cheeks, which is a very classical beauty.

Xia Zhiwei clasped his chest with both hands, looked left and right in the mirror, and was extremely satisfied with his new figure and face.

360-degree monitoring with no dead angle, naturally including the toilet.

All along, Shen Ye thought that the agreement wife he found was an introverted and boring woman.

Her hair is always softly draped behind her ears, she wears a simple dress every time, and the heels on her feet do not exceed 5 inches.

Things that can be said clearly in one sentence, never say half a word more.

Words and deeds are like adhering to the standard norms of everyone's ladies. There is no fault, but it is also dull.

Such a person may not be suitable as a wife, but is very suitable as a partner.

Therefore, when Xia Zhiwei offered to cooperate with him, he did not refuse.

However, at this moment, looking at the surveillance screen, looking at the woman admiring her figure in front of the mirror, Shen Ye couldn't connect with the Xia Zhiwei in his impression.

"Clap!"

Looking down, he saw a few drops of bright blood stains on the trouser legs, and Shen Ye belatedly realized that he had a nosebleed.

After he stopped the nosebleed and changed into clean clothes, Xia Zhiwei in the surveillance screen also got dressed.

After staring at the monitoring screen for a while, Shen Ye deleted all the monitoring files of Xia Zhiwei practicing yoga and taking a bath.

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After dinner, Xia Zhiwei didn't show up. Shen Chuanzhao went to Wei Lai, "What's the matter with A Ye's daughter-in-law, she's almost recovered after a day's rest, go and invite her to the mourning hall."

Wei Lai pretended to be stunned, "Maybe the wife hasn't woken up yet, so I'll ask my servants to wake her up."

The servant came to the door of the bedroom, knocked for a long time but did not hear any response, so he had to push the door open.

It was almost 9 o'clock in the evening at this time, and the bedroom was pitch-black without any light, and there was an inexplicable feeling of eerie silence.

The servant timidly stood at the door and did not dare to step forward, "Madam? Are you awake?"

But no matter how the servant shouted, the bedroom was still quiet.

The servant realized something was wrong, and boldly turned on the light, only to see Xia Zhiwei lying upright on the big bed, his face pale and lifeless.

The servant turned and ran away in fright.

"Come here, something happened to my wife..."

Everyone in the Shen residence was alarmed.

After a while, a large group of people surrounded Xia Zhiwei's bed, and family doctor Song Si was seriously and professionally examining Xia Zhiwei.

Seeing Xia Zhiwei, who looked like a dead person, and seeing the empty medicine bottle and suicide note on the bedside table, everyone had an idea in their hearts——

Xia Zhiwei committed suicide.

"What the hell is going on? Isn't it all right in the morning? Why can't you think about it all of a sudden?"

　end of three
　　good night fairies
　　
　
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