After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

Steele raised his hand, retracted it in mid-air, and handed over a handkerchief.

"Don't cry, you're making me sick."

Xia Qinghuan was even more stunned, staring blankly at Steele, as if she didn't understand the meaning of his words.

Steele clutched his chest, his eyes were sincere: "It's just what you think, obviously we've only met for the third time, but I feel distressed because of your tears."

Xia Qinghuan: "I also cried when we met for the first time."

Steele didn't show any distress at the time.

Steele turned and faced out the window: "That's right, I was just a little uncomfortable at the time, but now I'm starting to feel uncomfortable. It seems that every time I come into contact with you, my sense of you will become stronger."

Xia Qinghuan's eyes lit up suddenly, and the only light burst out in the silence.

"What do you remember?"

"No," Steele shook his head, "but are you willing to accept your fate?"

Accept the result of Sheng Yan's death, and admit that the corpse in Mi Country belongs to Sheng Yan.

Does she want to?

Xia Qinghuan asked herself, and got the answer with almost no effort.

She doesn't want to.

Wiping away her tears, she stretched out her hand: "Let's get to know each other again, my name is Xia Qinghuan."

"Steele." Steele turned his head to look at her, bending his eyes.

Xia Qinghuan: "Steele, can I lend you a hair?"

Steele: "With pleasure."

After getting the hair and saving it, she immediately called her personal doctor.

"Bring all the instruments to the villa at night and give the old man a review."

"Remember, it's all instruments, whether they are useful or not."

This time she didn't go to the hospital, and she didn't reveal her purpose in advance. She had to catch others by surprise and get the correct answer.

Not too far from the window sill, Xia Qinghuan was pulled aside by Fu Xiujin.

"Sheng Yan is dead, would you rather find another substitute than stay with me?"

"Why are you crazy?" Xia Qinghuan threw off Fu Xiujin, suddenly felt something was wrong, and asked suspiciously, "How did you know about Sheng Yan's news?"

Fu Xiujin's eyes moved slightly: "A person who has been missing for a year can still be called missing? What's more, he just had a car accident before the accident, so he must have died long ago."

"You can just find a substitute, why don't you find me? Anyway, you are also face-blind, you can't see the face, you only recognize the mole at the end of your eye."

"The newly found substitute Steele has a face, without the mole at the corner of his eye, how can he look like me?"

"It's been a year, can't you see my love for you?"

In the past year, Fu Xiujin has often come to Xia Qinghuan, and like Kuang's family, he also targeted Xie, as if he had been dazzled.

Xia Qinghuan didn't want to talk to him: "I said that you did those things voluntarily, don't move yourself, I don't need it."

Watching her leaving back, Fu Xiujin gritted his teeth and made a phone call.

"The chess buried a year ago, it's time to move."

……

Not long after returning home, the private doctor team also arrived.

In order to avoid alarming others, Xia Qinghuan only called three doctors over.

Only when everyone was present did she take out Steele's hair and her newly collected oral swabs from her prime.

"I asked you to come here so late, not to give the old man a review, but to ask you to issue a paternity test report."

"Tell me what equipment is missing, and I'll help you find it, but you can't leave here until the results come out, and all electronic equipment on your body will be confiscated."

After the three doctors agreed, Xia Qinghuan turned around and ordered someone to arrange the missing equipment, did she see one of the doctors wearing glasses, and looked at her gloomily.

not slept all night.

The next day Xia Qinghuan got the appraisal result.

Between two samples... excluding consanguinity.

The world turned upside down, and she only felt that the sky was about to collapse.

In the two tests, Steele and Shengnian had no blood relationship, but the unnamed corpse was identified as a blood relationship.

Could it be that she was wrong?

Xia Qinghuan staggered and was supported by Tang Ruanruan.

After packing up at Kuang's house yesterday, she moved here and waited all night with Xia Qinghuan.

Xia Qinghuan's mouth was bitter, and the energy and spirit that had persisted for a year seemed to have dissipated, and her whole body felt weak.

"Ruan Ruan, I don't believe he will die."

"Before he left, he said he would take me to an important place. In the last phone call, he confessed that we had known each other for so many years."

"We still have a baby."

"How can he be willing to die when I know all the truth and love him the most?"

Tang Ruanruan's eye circles were also red. She couldn't see her friend like this, as if she had lost the strength to live.

"Yes, he is reluctant to die. The power in the United States is complicated, and the power of H company is not enough."

"You have to cheer up and take part in the martial arts competition. When you take full control of the Youlong Gang, you can use the power of the Youlong Gang to help you find it."

"You still have grandparents, prime years, me and Ranran."

"Don't give up, okay?"

Xia Qinghuan closed her eyes: "Okay."

The martial arts competition was held as scheduled.

Xia Qinghuan passed five trials and killed six generals. While recovering her postpartum physical fitness in her spare time, Xiao Wu came back with an urn.

"Are you really not going to the funeral?"

"Sheng Yan is not dead."

"Really unwilling to accept the facts, and wholeheartedly accepting that Steele as a substitute?"

"That's not Sheng Yan, Sheng Yan is not dead."

"Sister-in-law, this is the last time I will call you sister-in-law. I am very disappointed in you, Xia Qinghuan."

After Xiao Wu left, Xia Qinghuan locked herself up for five whole days.

On the day of Sheng Yan's funeral, she happened to have a competition.

She went to the competition, exchanged injuries, defeated her opponent in 5 minutes, and disappeared from the ring.

……

"Xia Qinghuan, Brother Yan is so kind to you, you failed to take him home, and now you don't even come to see him off for the last trip, instead you go to some kind of stupid competition, are you worthy of Brother Yan?"

"Last chance, I can postpone your arrival for half an hour. It's not for you, but I just don't want Brother Yan to leave any regrets."

Hoarse female voice: "It's just missing, there is no need for a funeral, what qualifications do you have to hold a funeral for him?"

"Xia Qinghuan, I beg you," Xiao Wu suppressed his crying, "Come over here and see Brother Yan for the last time."

"Sheng Yan... is not dead." The phone was cut off.

Holding the phone, Xiao Wu stood blankly in front of the tombstone, as if he had lost his soul.

"Fighting side by side for a year, bringing down the Xie family together, and avenging Brother Yan, how did it come to this point?"

Someone woke him up: "Brother Wu, is the funeral still postponed?"

Xiao Wu woke up like a dream: "It's not necessary."

The interrupted ritual resumes.

On a high slope far from the cemetery, Xia Qinghuan hugged her prime year and watched the funeral at the foot of the mountain.

A man's voice came from behind: "Are you here?"

Xia Qinghuan looked back.

All men are the same in her eyes, except Sheng Yan, and now Steele is also excluded, she can tell the difference from the subtleties.

She recognized him: "Why are you here?"