Chapter 413: The Wicked Woman

o a large family and developed a strong sense of class consciousness from a young age. Furthermore, upon marrying into the Zhuo family, she placed the interests of the Zhuo family above all else. The..."Alright, if you really want to sue for divorce, come find me again, and I'll definitely help you fight for the biggest possible benefits." Shu Tinglan perfunctorily responded, not believing at all that Fu Shenyi would cheat, nor did she believe they would actually reach the point of a lawsuit divorce.

Whatever I think of, it comes true.

Just as they were talking about Fu Shenyi, his phone call came in. Of course, he called Shu Tinglan and asked her if she was with Lin Zhizhao

Shu Tinglan said, "Here," then passed the phone to Lin Zhixiao. Lin Zhixiao casually placed the phone beside him, pressed speakerphone, and remained silent, waiting for the other party to speak.

"Zhixuan" He tentatively called her name. For some reason, Lin Zhixuan felt his voice was lower and more weary than usual.

She remained silent, but she was waiting for him to continue.

"Could you come to Hu'an City"

Lin Zhiyao was furious when she heard this. What did he mean Did he want a divorce and wanted her to personally deliver the divorce agreement to Huacan City

"Fu Shenyi, don't push it too far," she said, feeling short of breath and unable to lie down any longer. She sat up.

Shu Tinglan gave her a calm expression, telling her to wait and not rush, and let Fu Shenyi finish his words.

"Joe Chen has just passed away."

Like a bolt from the blue, Lin Zhi's stared dumbfounded at the lit phone screen, hesitantly looking at Shu Tinglan. Had she heard correctly Qiao Zhen was really gone

Shu Tinglan was also stunned, recalling a few years ago when Qiao Zhen accompanied her on several subway stops in the subway. Although she didn't remember her appearance very well, the kindness from a stranger had always touched her deeply. But how could she have passed away

Lin Zhixuan sat there, her whole body freezing cold. At the same time, Qiao Zhen's face flashed in her mind. She recalled the letter Qiao Zhen had written to her, remembering how Qiao Zhen had threatened to force her to break up with Fu Shenyi. She also remembered how Qiao Zhen had exposed her information online, ruining her online career.

I seem to remember, I didn't have any good feelings towards this woman, but just hearing about her death, all past grievances suddenly seemed insignificant.

She finally spoke.

“What's she doing going to Huā'ān City” He couldn’t possibly be asking her to attend her ex-wife’s funeral, could he

" Qiao Zhen had no relatives or friends, and after her death, her child was left without anyone to care for him, so she entrusted him to me." Just as he told her that night, he didn't say a single lie.

Lin Zhiyao didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Did he have her consent before entrusting the child to him

Oh, that's right. Well, since they are getting divorced anyway, she can raise whoever's child she wants.

At this moment, she felt a mixture of emotions. She lamented the passing of a life, but also felt resentment towards the fact that her consent was not sought before the child was entrusted to someone else.

She thought, she wasn't really a kind person. To suddenly have to raise a stranger child and become someone else's stepmother was something she couldn't accept.

"Hey hey, can you come over here for a bit" Fu Shenyi asked again, his tone somewhat cautious.

Lin Zhi'ao remained silent, neither going nor staying, a feeling of unease weighing heavily on his heart.

Shu Tinglan on the side didn't offer any advice either, because if it were her, she wouldn't know what to do either. After all, this kind of thing ultimately has to be faced by oneself.

All she could say was, "Hmm hmm, follow your heart."

Lin Zhiyao still went in the end, but she didn't know what she was going to do, and she didn't have an answer.

Upon arriving in Huacan City, Qiao Zhen went straight to the address Fu Shenyi had given her. She was at the funeral home and thought it would be a funeral with some of their mutual friends attending.

The funeral home only had Fu Shenyi and the little girl, who was about 8 years old. She kept crying with red and swollen eyes. Fu Shenyi seemed very calm, just a bit tired. When Lin Zhi'ao appeared, a flash of light appeared in his eyes.

He whispered to the little girl beside him, "Feifei, call Auntie."

It's fine, she didn't call for her mother. Lin Zhe felt relieved.

The little girl, Fei Fei's daughter, suddenly looked up at Lin Zhifei. Her swollen eyes were full of hate, a hatred that was completely unrestrained.

"I don't call her that, she's the bad woman, it was her who took away Dad, it was her who made Mom sad."

Lin Zhixuan originally saw FeiFei and still had some compassion, even a bit of heartache. But seeing her so hostile towards her, she felt relieved instead. This way, she wouldn't have to be morally coerced by the other. Accepting a stranger child was not easy.

Fu Shenyi was slightly displeased by FeiFei's words, but after all, it was at her mother's funeral, and he didn't want to say harsh words at this time to hurt the child. He just glanced at Lin Zhiyao, with apology in his eyes, hoping she would understand.

Understood, of course. Lin Zhichen thought wryly to himself, then sat aside and waited for the funeral home staff to complete a series of rituals.

The atmosphere was a bit strange. There were only three people present. Fu Shenyi remained expressionless throughout. He didn't feel much for Qiao Zhen, just a trace of past affection lingered. When she was at her wit's end and had nowhere else to turn, she reached out to him, and he helped her out of a sense of duty. At this moment, he felt a twinge of sadness. Perhaps it was also because the child beside them started crying louder and louder, eventually wailing heartbreakingly, "Mommy, don't leave! Mommy, don't abandon me!" He was touched, after all, the child had always called him "Daddy."

Lin Zhiyao treated Qiao Zhen like a stranger, but seeing the child cry so much, she couldn't bear the sight. She instinctively walked over and hugged the little girl, hoping to give her a little warmth.

Such separation and loss are heartbreaking for adults, let alone children.

But the little girl, upon seeing her, burst into tears and scratched her. Lin Zhi's arms were scratched several times, but luckily she was wearing a coat so it wasn't very painful.

Fu Shenyi was unable to, and could only stiffen and hug the child, afraid she would cry until she gasped for air.

This process lasted about an hour. The child finally cried herself to sleep, curled up in the chair silently, but her wary eyes watched Lin Zhizhe, hiding various anxieties within them.

Lin Zhixuan's heart wasn't made of stone, to say she didn't feel for the child would be a lie. But she couldn't get close to him either. The child was like a hedgehog; as soon as she approached, he would immediately lash out.

After everything was settled at the funeral home, Fu Shenyi brought them back to Qiao Zhen's house. He was very gentle with them.

“Feifei, pack your things. Let's go back to Senzhou together.”

The little girl remained motionless, clutching her mother's photograph tightly as she sat in a corner of the sofa.

"Feifei, listen to me." Fu Shenyi wanted to take her away as soon as possible to avoid her being heartbroken by the scenery.

Lin Zhihao stopped him: “Give her two days to calm down. It's not easy for a child to recover from such a big shock.”

She had just gotten the general gist of the situation. Qiao Zhen had stage 4 breast cancer, and it had already metastasized when it was discovered. To spare her daughter Fei Fei from pain, she had never told her the truth. So Fei Fei only knew that her mother was very sick, but she didn't know that her mother was going to die, so she was completely unprepared mentally. your apology on behalf of my mother," Shu Tinglan said frankly. He had truly let go of past grievances.Perhaps because she unexpectedly learned of her mother's passing, Wen Jian was indeed touched,...