Chapter 667: Chapter 667: The Curtain Falls
The police were startled by the journalists surrounding the Fen家庭. Though only a door separated them, the process of entering took them a full hour. By the time they got inside, their once neat and tidy uniforms had become disheveled due to the repeated jostling.
The two parties exchanged greetings in the living room. "I think you know the reason for my visit today. The location of this villa has been exposed and it’s not very safe. Although we’ve temporarily driven the journalists away, no one knows when they’ll return. To avoid unnecessary trouble, why don’t we meet with Miss Feng now? While there are fewer people here, let’s take her to the police station for questioning. What do you think?"
Feng Aimin sighed deeply, stood up from the sofa, and said, "I have no objections, follow me."
The police officers followed Feng Aimin towards Feng Yiwen’s room. When they saw the dismantled door, their faces showed surprise.
Feng Aimin noticed this and, fearing a misunderstanding, explained, "Wenwen saw the news online and became emotionally unstable. We were afraid she might do something to harm herself, so we had the door removed. This way, if something happens, we can respond in time.
As they walked and explained, they arrived at Feng Yiwen’s door.
After all, this was a girl’s room. Even without the door, they could enter at will, but out of respect, the police turned their backs and left the task to her father, Feng Aimin.
Feng Aimin apologized to the two police officers before entering. On the bed, Feng Yiwen lay with her hands folded on her abdomen, her complexion somewhat pale.
"Get up, don’t sleep. The police are here for you," Feng Aimin said, standing by the bedside, looking at his daughter who caused him worry. His eyes were cold, but his voice was relatively gentle.
This contradictory behavior wasn’t noticed by the police.
Feng Yiwen lay peacefully, showing no sign of waking up. Feng Aimin frowned and called again, "Wenwen, the police are here to see you, wake up."
This time, Feng Aimin shook Feng Yiwen’s hand. The icy touch froze him in place; it was definitely not a normal temperature. "Wenwen, what’s wrong? Don’t scare your father."
Feng Aimin’s voice attracted the police officers over. "What happened?"
"Wenwen isn’t breathing, and her body is cold." Feng Aimin desperately grabbed the policeman’s arm, pulling him to Feng Yiwen’s side. "Please check Wenwen, tell me she’s okay?" His voice trembled.
The policeman felt Feng Yiwen’s pulse, looked at the panic-stricken man with some sympathy, and shook his head.
Feng Aimin’s body crumpled. It was visibly apparent that his vitality had drained away.
"How could this happen? I was just angry with her, just had an argument. Why couldn’t she see things through and resorted to suicide? She was our only child, we’ve loved her since she was born. If she was dissatisfied, she could have just said so. Why use death to punish us?" Feng Aimin slid to the floor, tears streaming down his face, out of breath. Feng Mrs rush almost fainted upon seeing Feng Yiwen’s body.
Xu Ke didn’t learn much about the subsequent events, only that Feng Yiwen was dead. Her charges of murder, corpse disposal, and hiring a hitman had already been established. She was buried with disgrace beneath the earth. Feng Aimin also lost his office, leaving Shangjing with the mentally unstable Mrs. Feng. Xu Ke didn’t know where they went afterward.
Recovering at home instead of in the hospital, Yu Xia saw the news of Feng Yiwen’s death, a slight smile forming on her lips as she looked at Xu Ke with deep admiration and reverence.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Xu Ke, feeling Yu Xia’s gaze, asked with some confusion.
"Nothing. I just think brother-in-law is amazing. To live with sister and brother-in-law is indeed very fortunate and happy, a happiness I never dared to imagine before," Yu Xia said, her face full of a satisfied smile.
"You’ll only become happier in the future." Thinking about what the doctor said about Yu Xia’s condition, Lin Mengyao felt a slight heaviness in her heart and a bitter taste in her nose. But she quickly lowered her head to conceal the emotions she accidentally let slip.
Yu Xia didn’t notice the anomaly in Lin Mengyao, but Xu Ke saw it all.
After dinner, as Yu Xia returned to her room, Xu Ke held Lin Mengyao’s hand to ask his concern, "I noticed you seemed upset during dinner. What’s the matter? Is there something wrong with Yu Xia’s health again?" Xu Ke asked with a frown.
Upon hearing Xu Ke’s questioning, Lin Mengyao’s eyes turned red.
Seeing her reaction, Xu Ke felt as if a weight had been tied to his heart, dragging it down. "What did the doctor say? Wasn’t she recovering nicely before?" Xu Ke asked, frowning.
"She was doing okay then, but later Xiaxia’s condition worsened once. You were busy on business trips then, and I was afraid telling you would distract you, so I didn’t say anything." Lin Mengyao, head down, dared not meet Xu Ke’s eyes, as tears uncontrollably streamed from her eyes.
"What did the doctor say later?" Although he had just had a glass of water before coming up, he now felt his mouth dry, his throat catching as he spoke.
"The doctor said to be extremely cautious with her health from now on, not to do anything emotionally taxing, to take all precautions like during seasonal changes. Her immune system is too weak now, easily getting sick and burdening her body. There’s also one thing I’ve been hiding from Xiaxia."
"What thing?"
"She spent too long immersed in cold water, damaging her core, making it difficult for her to become pregnant in the future. Even if she does, her body can’t support bringing the child to term. She’ll never feel the joy of motherhood. And, regardless of treatment, she might, she might..." Lin Mengyao licked her lips, unable to voice the rest despite several attempts.
Xu Ke waited for Mengyao’s completion but never heard it, the weight in his heart increasing, feeling as if his heart was being heavily burdened.
"Might what?" Xu Ke asked anxiously.
"Might only live to forty at most." With these words, Lin Mengyao fell into Xu Ke’s arms, tears streaming down. She wanted to cry out loud but feared disturbing others, biting into Xu Ke’s clothes, gripping his waist tightly, trembling to restrain her feelings.
Even the normally composed Xu Ke couldn’t stop his eyes from reddening, feeling an overwhelming sense of pain and suppression.