rebirth pitted phoenix girl

Chapter 327

Xie Hongan wanted to conquer different women. He fell in love with the pampered and well-educated only daughter of the wealthy Pei family. After two years of pursuit, he succeeded in chasing this charming lady and held a grand wedding. Miss Pei's family became Xie Hongan's third wife. any wife.

But the young and energetic third wife did not bring him a son as he wished.

Fortunately, this business tycoon also has two daughters who can inherit the huge family property of the Xie family.

But probably Xie Hongan wanted to have a son to the point of madness. After the surrogate failed to give birth to a child, he began to urge the daughter left by his second wife to get married and have a child, but it is a pity that this daughter is not fertile. If the daughter who was not the original partner is still studying in a different place, then Xie Hongan really has no heir.

But the daughter left by the original partner became the fuse of Xie's scandal.

Xie Hongan's only son-in-law reported that his young mother-in-law was the murderer of his original daughter, because Pei Yilan bribed the doctor to forge the physical examination reports of Xie Hongan and his wife Xie Junlan. his wife.

Just when the original daughter came to Xie's villa and was quietly sent to the hospital, his father-in-law Xie Hongan accidentally killed the original daughter. He couldn't bear the result and died suddenly of a heart attack. He didn't make a will, and the Xie family could only pass away Legal procedures for division of estate.

But after the division of the property, Xie's maid suddenly reported to the police that Xie's wife Pei Yilan and Xie Hongan murdered Xie Junzhi, who had the right to inherit, and took the police to the cemetery to find Xie Junzhi's burial place. Xie Junzhi, the eldest daughter of Xie Hongan, who has the legal inheritance right.

Under all kinds of evidence, Pei Yilan confessed to the crime. She just wanted to get the Xie family's property, so she killed people as a last resort.

Because there was no other heir, the property of the Xie family was inherited by Xie Junlan, the only surviving daughter of Xie Hongan. For a while, she and her husband became the envy of everyone.

Lian Ziming's behavior was even more attacked by everyone. Some said that he had ulterior motives, and some said that he would never leave his infertile wife, and he deserved this property.

The family affairs of the Xie family were only hot for a while, but within half a month, some people had completely forgotten about them.

Only one person often went to the Nanjiao Cemetery. The first time he went there, it was raining lightly. He was dressed in black, held a black umbrella, and held a bouquet of lilies in his hand.

There is a photo of the girl on the tombstone, and the posthumous photo is a photo of her ID card, which may be because of her miserable life. In the photo, she barely raises the corners of her mouth and looks into the distance in confusion.

The tombstone is clean, and there are only three words under the photo, "Xie Junzhi."

The light rain hit the tombstone, and the girl seemed to have tears on her face. He leaned over and put the lily on the ground, and tried his best to block the raindrops with his umbrella.

"I haven't seen you yet..." He murmured, reaching out and gently touching her photo.

In the evening, the driver had to come and tell him to go home. As he pushed the wheelchair forward, a faint rainbow hung in the sky.

There was a stack of sketches on the gray checked blanket, the top one was different from the others, it was obviously dated, but it was all the same person, this one was just younger.

The girl held a gardenia flower under her nose and lightly sniffed it.

Layers of three-finger-thick sketch paper were placed on the legs, and thin fingers with well-defined knuckles were placed on them, as if reluctant to part or say goodbye.

The young man who had been staring out the window was leaning motionless in the wheelchair, with a smile on his thin face, quiet and peaceful.

It was snowing heavily outside the window, but he didn't wait until next year when the flowers bloomed. A little girl carefully picked the gardenias in front of his door, and ran away in panic when she saw him coming out.

(End of this chapter)