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Chapter 883

Lin Yiran's eyes gradually dimmed a bit.
She would rather Gao Rourou came here to ask for money from her.
If Gao Rourou really came to her to ask for money, Lin Yiran wouldn't be so sad now.
She closed her eyes, and the image of her mother struggling when she left kept echoing in her mind.
She could no longer ask her stepmother how she killed her mother. She only knew that when her mother was struggling before her death, she must have been thinking about her.
Even in the face of death, the mother who loves her most hopes that her baby daughter can grow up healthily instead of falling into hatred.
The moment she opened her eyes, Lin Yiran clutched her chest tightly.
This silent depression made her feel tight in her chest, making it difficult to breathe.
Li Hanxuan's face was calm, he looked at Lin Yiran and sighed: "Your father was really buried in Gong Meimei's cemetery by Gao Rourou."
"You found out." Lin Yiran's tone was also very calm. She already knew the truth and was not shocked. Instead, she was calm and scary.
Li Hanxuan probably knew the truth. He also guessed the reason why Gao Rourou suddenly appeared in the Lin Group today.
The people next to him left, and Li Hanxuan sat next to Lin Yiran.
He breathed a sigh of relief and realized without leaving the screen at the door of the consulting room: "Gong Meimei is dead. She died of myocardial infarction. When Gao Rourou found her, she was foaming at the mouth and her eyes widened. There were rumors outside that she died inexplicably.
So I won’t die in peace.”
Never die with peace of mind.
Lin Yiran lowered his head and snorted coldly.
She did something bad and killed her mother. How could she die in peace?
"She must have died in pain." Lin Yiran's expression became worse and worse. She lowered her head, hating herself for not knowing the truth earlier.
Gong Meimei, a murderer, has been allowed to live in this world for so long in vain!
Li Hanxuan was silent for a long time, frowned and looked away: "She used to bully you as a stepmother. Isn't the pain of death now normal?"
Lin Yiran raised her chin, controlled her tears, and tried her best to hold the tears in her eyes to prevent them from falling: "In fact, everything she did to me, even if she made me eat sour food, beat me and scolded me,
Even if she doesn't give me pocket money and robs me of my things, I don't hate her that much."
Seeing the tears in Lin Yiran's eyes, Li Hanxuan raised his finger and tapped the corners of her eyes: "Lin Yiran, you will suffer if you are too kind."
Lin Yiran raised the back of her hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes. She bit her lip, and then sneered a few times, "I'm not that kind. She is the murderer who killed my mother, and I hate her now.
"
"What did you say?" Li Hanxuan looked at Lin Yiran in surprise.
He couldn't digest the last words Lin Yiran said.
She is the murderer... who killed Lin Yiran's mother?
How can this be?
Gong Meimei is greedy for money, but it's not like she would do such a thing.
"Gao Rourou kept saying that it was my mother and I who robbed her father. But my mother is my father's wife. Why do they, mother and daughter, think that they want my mother to pay her life to bear the consequences? Is this fair?
?" Lin Yiran finished speaking softly, lowered her head and covered her cheeks with her hands.
She seemed to be stimulated, and her hands could not stop shaking.
Now she dare not close her eyes.
Lin Yiran could already relate to her mother's helplessness and grief before she was killed by Gong Meimei.
Li Hanxuan could feel Lin Yiran's collapse. He raised his hand and held Lin Yiran's wrist tightly, his voice full of heartache: "Yiran..."
He stared at Lin Yiran closely, not daring to look away again.

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