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Chapter 395 - Chapter 395 Chapter 395 Lets Get Married (17)

Chapter 395: Chapter 395 Let’s Get Married (17) Chapter 395: Chapter 395 Let’s Get Married (17) “Xiaozhao, what on earth is going on? Auntie Qiu won’t tell me; she refuses to speak. How is the police investigation? I can’t believe Grandma would do such a foolish thing, why would she kill herself before the surgery? It makes no sense!”

Lu Wanwan’s voice trembled incessantly, trying hard to suppress her sobs, but even that tone made Zhao Chen’s heart clench.

“Miss Lu,” Zhao Chen glanced at the caregiver’s troubled face and also understood some of the reasons.

The suicide of Mrs. Ye had already dealt a huge blow to Miss Lu, and according to what the caregiver had told the police about what Mrs. Ye had said before her suicide, it would definitely make Miss Lu feel guilty.

In fact, he was here not only to comfort Miss Lu but also to ask the caregiver some questions alone.

“Mrs. Ye, she refused to undergo the surgery. I think, maybe because the agony of her illness made her despair,” Zhao Chen changed the subject, “Miss Lu, why don’t you go and see Mrs. Ye for the last time.”

Lu Wanwan’s tears kept falling, and without saying anything, she hurried out.

Grandma was the only person in this world she could consider family, why did even she have to leave her.

It felt like she was back to that night four years ago, the night her mother died.

Suddenly, this nightmare descended once again.

*

“Mrs. Qiu Wenpei,” Zhao Chen said solemnly, each word heavy as lead, “I know you might have hidden some things you told the police.”

Qiu Wenpei was suddenly startled.

She really wasn’t good at lying, and after such a direct accusation, she was afraid she might blurt out both what should and shouldn’t be said.

“What are you talking about?”

Zhao Chen gave a bitter smile, “You don’t need to worry, I understand your intention, you wanted to spare Miss Lu any feelings of guilt, so you hid some of the truth. If it were just about not wanting an organ transplant, even if only having just found out the donor was a young woman, Mrs. Ye wouldn’t have killed herself for such a reason.”

Qiu Wenpei didn’t speak, her eyes swollen with tears as she looked at him.

“Did she perhaps know who the kidney donor was?”

Qiu Wenpei paused for a moment, silent, until she was sure he only brought up this one doubt before she answered, trembling slightly, “Actually, I don’t know much, the old lady said things in bits and pieces.”

“Don’t worry, I’m asking these questions only to investigate the truth,” Zhao Chen gritted his teeth, “She shouldn’t have known, if she did, we must find out who told her.”

Only someone who wanted to stop this would intentionally leak it to her.

Which means, although Mrs. Ye did commit suicide, it was under someone’s influence that she made such a decision.

“The old lady didn’t say, she didn’t mention how she found out!” Qiu Wenpei remembered just then that the old lady had not mentioned how she remembered, and she had forgotten to ask.

After seeing the old lady finally asleep, thinking she would forget everything upon waking just as she had when meeting the woman named Lin Yu, though emotionally agitated.

After receiving a call from her daughter, she had to make a trip back home unwillingly.

She didn’t sleep the whole night, worried about the old lady’s condition, and returned before dawn.

However, she came back only to see her corpse, and blood from the bedding to the floor.

The old lady hadn’t slept at all, but had chosen to end her life.

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