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Chapter 3 The Home Broke
Mr. Wen was the pillar of the home, was their dependence, and was their favorite person.
How could they live their life if her Dad had something wrong?
Zixun's body shook constantly, and she had a very bad premonition, "Mum, what about Daddy?"
Mrs. Wen's eyes were red and swollen, and her face was as pale as paper. "He's undergoing surgery inside, I ..."
She was weak by nature, taking her husband as her heaven. She had deep affection for her husband, and they two loved each other very much.
Zixun was like stabbed several times by someone. "How could such a terrible thing happen? The driver? How could he be so careless?"
Her father was also the sky of her. As long as he was there, she would not be afraid even if the end of the world was coming.
Assistant Tian prevaricated, "Mr. Wen was anxious when he heard about ... you... he drove the car in person too fast, so ..."
Although Tian did not say clearly, Zixun all understood.
Daddy was suffering this accident on the way to help her. All because of her!
It was her fault, it was she that killed Daddy!
If Daddy was not alive, she would accompany him!
She inhaled in pain and stayed like a statue.
The light in the operating room was dimmed, and the doctor in the white lab coat came out and apologized.
"Mrs. Wen, Miss Wen, we did our best, I'm sorry."
Like a thunderbolt hits the heads of Wen's mother and Zixun, their livers and gallbladders all broken, leaving extremely pain
The gentle and virtuous Mrs. Wen rushed forward, grasping the doctor's arm, shaking it desperately.
"Doctor, save my husband, save him. We can't live without him."
She hysterically roared, and the tears were like the turbulent Yellow River, flowing.
Their heartbreaking cries echoed through the empty promenade.
Wen Zixun's head was blank, she stood still like a fool.
The doctor sighed softly, "Sorry, we are not gods and we are unable to save him."
Seeing much parting in his career life, his heart had long been numb, what could he do?
Zixun covered her head with trembling hands and was almost going crazy, "No, no, Daddy won't die, please, please save my dad."
They must be misled, they must be wrong!
Daddy was so strong, so healthy, and almost omnipotent, how could he die?
The doctor was sympathetic but helpless. He was only a human, not god!
"I'm sorry, but that's the truth, please take care of yourselves."
"No!" Mrs. Wen's face flushed red. Suddenly, she gave out a sharp and high-pitched scream, and then her body fell down.
Zixun held Mrs. Wen immediately and was surprised to see her purple lips.
"Mum, mum, doctors! Save my mum! Mum, please, please don't leave me ..."
Her mother had a heart attack and could not be stimulated.
The doctor was frightened and rescued quickly, but half an hour later, he said helplessly to Zixun, "I'm sorry, Ms. Wen, Mrs. Wen suddenly had a heart attack. We were powerless to save her."
He sympathized with this Miss Wen. Overnight, her parents died and she became an orphan. Can such a weak woman be able to withstand the blow of her broke home?
Yesterday her parents were the prestigious masters of the Wen family, and now they have embarked on Huangquan Road one after another. How sad!
Life is impermanent, life is too fragile!
"Ahhhhh!" Zixun couldn't stand such a big stimulus, her eyes darkened and fainted.
Three days later, at the Lingtang.
The Lingtang was decorated in white, revealing a cold and dying atmosphere.
Zixun, in a black mourning suit, sat kneeling in front of her parents' photos. She was bony, her eyes red and swollen without any focus.
She stayed in the Lingtang for a whole day, and no one came to commemorate her parents. None of the relatives and friends who were intimate with her family before was present, nor did their partners in the business circles
Because the Wen family collapsed, the company was acquired, and even the house was about to be taken back by the bank.
In just three days, she had tasted the coldness of the world. She was not an innocent girl who didn't understand anything any longer. These days, she ran around to arrange her parents' funeral by herself.
She was glared, ridiculed, and despised, and she gritted her teeth to tolerate.
Her broken heart was numb and she has not been able to recover from the shock of her parents' death.
She couldn't believe that the parents who loved her left her alone and could never return.
Looking at the smiling faces of her parents in the photos, her nose was sore and she wanted to cry, but there were no tears left.
Daddy and Mommy, your daughter would be with you soon. Our family would reunite in the heaven, please wait for me!
The coldness of the world, the ruthlessness of Teng, and the guilt for her parents constantly tortured her heart, making her reluctant to live.
After handling the funeral of her parents, she would be able to accompany them, and the family would never be separated!
There was nothing left in this world!
"Zixun." The familiar voice suddenly raised.
Wen Zixun turned back unexpectedly, eyes widened in disbelief, Tianyang?