Have a result?

Somehow, Uncle Yu's heart suddenly tightened, and an unspeakable emotion overflowed.

"Mr. Yu?"

Uncle Yu suddenly came back to his senses and swallowed his saliva unconsciously: "Say...it's the result."

The moment the last syllable exited, he clearly felt that the force of holding the phone was involuntarily increasing.

He had a bad premonition.

And this premonition...

"According to the investigation, Miss Xia is likely to be related to Bo Yiqing of the Bo family in Ancheng. The reason why she is not 100% sure is that Bo Yiqing is so secretive about Bo Yiqing. Even Ancheng, few people know her now."

Uncle Yu's breathing was a little heavier: "Is it... mother and daughter?"

The other end of the phone was silent for two seconds.

When he spoke again, the man's voice sounded very solemn: "Mr. Yu, this is another very important thing I want to say."

“What…what?”

"This is also what we accidentally investigated. Mr. Huo's sixth son, namely Mr. Huo Zheng, his wife Ye Qing, has a fake status, and the experiences of living in the UK are also fake."

"Fake it?" Uncle Yu couldn't help but whine up.

His voice was too abrupt, which caused Mr. Huo to frown suspiciously.

Four eyes are opposite.

Uncle Yu felt an incredible thought suddenly popping up in his mind!

Could it be...

"Ms. Ye Qing, it is very likely that Bo Yiqing, who disappeared more than 20 years ago. That is... Miss Xia's mother, ex-wife of Xia Zhengtao, the Xia family."

boom!

A thunder seemed to explode above the head, and almost, Uncle Yu couldn't stand steadily.

Varied……

What?

His lips were trembling, and he could no longer say a word.

After a long time, he finally squeezed out a sentence: "Are you sure... sure?"

"The evidence is still being collected." The man answered truthfully.

Uncle Yu's mind was blank and he didn't think about it carefully. Even if the man behind him said, he didn't listen to what he said.

"Ba--"

The phone hangs up.

Uncle Yu was still shocked and unrecovered.

"That Xia Wan incident?" Mr. Huo glanced over with sharp eyes. Although it was a question, his tone was very certain.

Uncle Yu nodded with difficulty.

"Tell me! What was the result? What happened?" Mr. Huo lowered his face and his tone became heavier.

He was not blind, so he could naturally see Uncle Yu's shock.

"Old man..." Uncle Yu wanted to speak but stopped.

"Uncle Yu!" Mr. Huo stared at him and suddenly sighed, "I know my body. I am not that unbearable yet. I don't have any psychological endurance. Don't worry, I have to know."

Uncle Yu's expression became more obscure. After a long time, he lowered his face and said something from the depths of his throat with a particularly difficult time: "The news says that A Zheng's wife...the identity is fake, and she is probably Bo Yiqing, that is... Xia... Xia Wan's mother, Xia Zhengtao's ex-wife..."

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The tea cup that I just picked up in my hand suddenly slid from my palm.

"Old man!" Uncle Yu's eyelids twitched and ran over worriedly, "Is it okay?"

Mr. Huo's dark eyes grabbed him incredibly. When he spoke, his voice was filled with trembling and shock that he didn't even notice: "The one that A Zheng brought back... Ye Qing? Bo Yiqing?!"

Uncle Yu understood his mood, so he became even more worried: "Yes."

Silence spread rapidly in this second.

After a moment.

Mr. Huo's eyes were as sharp as a torch, and his voice was so heavy that people couldn't tell his emotions at all: "Is the evidence conclusive?"

"The information on fake identity is complete, and he will send it in person. As for the others, it will take some time," Uncle Yu said with helplessness and powerlessness. "But it should be impossible to make a mistake. Without evidence, how will they talk nonsense when doing this business? What's more..."

Mr. Huo was silent again.

turn out to be……

It's really no coincidence.

In the huge villa, the atmosphere became depressing unknowingly.

"Old man..." Uncle Yu's mood was extremely complicated, "This matter..."

Mr. Huo closed his eyes, and his body seemed to tremble slightly: "Old Yu, you said... if she... was really the girl Xia Wan's mother, what should she call her? Qing Sui, what should she call her?"

Uncle Yu's body was shocked.

He had thought of these questions just now.

Mr. Huo seemed to ask and answer: "Mom married to uncle and daughter married to nephew. Lao Yu, you said, if it is true, what will people outside think of our Huo family if it is spread? I'm afraid they will sneer at our Huo family."

"Old man..."

Mr. Huo shook his head: "Just just now, I was still thinking about what kind of temper Manjun has and how much the incident had hit her back then. So I don't think it was Qingsui's fault that the car accident mentioned just now. If Manjun hadn't been crazy, how could he have maliciously hit someone? But..."

He opened his eyes, feeling helpless: "The palms and backs of hands are all flesh."

Uncle Yu was silent.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he could not help but say what he said in his heart: "Old man, since she chose to change her name, it's better for us... let this matter go through like this. Otherwise, once it is involved, it's not just our Huo family, but better..."

With a lot of mixed emotions rushing around, Uncle Yu sighed again: "Old man, don't forget that the Huo family... owes too much the Fourth Young Master. I can see that he has used a deep affection for Xia Wan."

"How come I don't understand?" Mr. Huo also sighed deeply.

Involuntarily, he thought of that summer night.

Her temper is actually very compatible with her appetite. When she and Qingsui are together, no one is more compatible than them.

But……

Uncle Yu's eyes were filled with heartache: "Old man..."

"Dingling--"

The landline ringing that suddenly rang out again interrupted his unfinished words without warning.

Temporarily suppressing those emotions, he walked over and picked up: "Hey."

"Lao Yu, let him answer the phone."

The familiar voice sounded, Uncle Yu was stunned, and then he realized it and was happy: "Old man, the old lady is back by calling!"

Mr. Huo was also full of joy. His dilemma and shock just now were all thrown away. He snatched the phone like a child. He was not as strict as he was to the younger generation on weekdays, but only tenderness: "Shuyuan, are you willing to call back? You have been out for too long, it's time to go home."

As he spoke, his eyebrows were also stained with a rare tenderness.

However, this tenderness was suddenly replaced by incredible when the person on the other end of the phone mentioned "Huo Qingsui" and "Xia Wan"!

"Shuyuan, you..."

Shengxi Hospital, VIp Ward.

Xia Wan slept very peacefully this time, which was the most reassuring time in this period.

Unconsciously, the corners of her lips raised.

"Huo Qingsui..."

She habitually wanted to rub her into her familiar arms.

Um?

Empty?

The confusion quickly dissipated, and Xia Wan returned to Qingming Festival. She suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.

"Huo Qingsui!"

No one!

It's empty next to it, and the bed is cold...

Where is Huo Qingsui?!
To be continued...