When I came out of Lin Shu's house, the sun was about to set, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the chrysanthemums in the yard. Lin Shu was still wearing a cotton dress standing beside the flowers.

This woman's heart is still very strong.

At least, after knowing everything, she didn't collapse, she didn't speak hoarse, she just stood quietly, standing alone at the window for a long, long time.

"So... Duan Yi died seven years ago, and I have been married to Zuo Xiaqu for seven years? Now that his murder has been exposed by the police, he has committed suicide in fear of crime?"

When stating this incident, Lin Shu's tone was too calm, as calm as he was telling someone else's story.

"Yes."

Ning Huanxin nodded.

"I'll call you Doctor Xiao Wang."

Lin Shu glanced at Ning Huanxin suddenly, and said softly: "I...I'm still Zuo Xiaqu's wife, and you're a gynecologist! Please...I don't think my mother needs to know anymore, I can bear it alone. Yes, please don't... irritate her."

At that moment, Lin Shu's eyes were full of firm light.

"okay, I get it."

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"Doctor Xiao Wang, this is the chrysanthemum I picked. You like chrysanthemum tea. Take it home and make your own tea!"

When Ning Huanxin went out, Zhao Meijuan chased it out with a smile on her face, and brought Ning Huanxin a large pack of freshly picked chrysanthemum petals.

"Thank you Auntie!"

Ning Huanxin smiled at Zhao Meijuan, then took a deep look at Lin Shu in the yard.

"I'm leaving, Sister Lin Shu, goodbye!"

Goodbye, maybe just never see again.

The intersection of two people may just be so.

Seeing Ning Huanxin walk away, Lin Shu's expression became complicated and sad--

She has lived in this courtyard for seven years, and she still has an impression.

Back in the hall, Lin Shu's expression was very angry when seeing the decorations in the hall, but because Zhao Meijuan was still there, Lin Shu didn't dare to show it.

"Xiao Shu, what do you want to eat tonight? Do you want to call Xiao Zuo?"

"Mom, he... won't be back tonight!"

Lin Shuqiang endured the uncomfortable emotions in his heart, turned his head, and smiled at his mother: "Mom, let's go out to eat tonight! I... haven't been out for a long time."

"Are you willing to go out? Goodness! It's really great!"

Hearing Lin Shu's words, Zhao Meijuan immediately jumped over in excitement and excitement and hugged Lin Shu tightly, with tears in her eyes.

Seven years, a full seven years, no matter how happy and wealthy her daughter is, Zhao Meijuan still feels bad in her heart. Now that her daughter is finally normal, she shed tears of joy.

"Mom, I worry about it, and I won't do it again."

Lin Shu finally couldn't hold back, threw herself on Zhao Meijuan's shoulder and burst into tears——

Mom, no matter what you have experienced in the past seven years, it has passed, everything has passed, and I will never let you worry about me again!

Lin Shu has made plans to let Zhao Meijuan leave Yanjing as soon as possible, and then... she is going to find Zuo Xiaqu's parents, hoping that they can help herself and conceal Zuo Xiaqu's real cause of death from her parents.

Since my mother always thought she had a good son-in-law, then... don't let her know the truth.

In a while, Lin Shu will find an opportunity to give "Zuo Xiaqu" a personal cause of death and give an explanation to his parents. Then she would leave Yanjing. As for this house, Lin Shu would not want all the family properties here, and she would return all these to Zuo Xiaqu's parents.