Chapter 1250: Xuning, Zhiwei Is Dead (3)
“Xie Xuning, please don’t be so cold-hearted. Li Hezheng may have hurt you, but what did Zhiwei do? She did nothing wrong. Besides, she has always loved you. On account of that, can you…”
Qie Wang looked at Xie Xuning, who looked devoid of any emotion. He did not know what else he could say. It did not seem to matter to Xie Xuning.
“Qie Wang, based on how you behaved today, I realized Yan Shanyue made the right decision to divorce you.”
Yan Shanyue had finally thought it through and had escaped from her prison. It was a good thing for her. Xie Xuning felt truly happy for her now.
Xie Xuning did not know what Yan Shanyue and Qie Wang’s marriage was like.
Ever since Yan Shanyue had brought up the topic of divorce, Xie Xuning was observing the whole situation as a bystander. He saw for himself that there was a serious problem between them.
“Xie Xuning, she loved you.” That was all Qie Wang could say.
He did not understand how someone could be so cold-hearted.
Li Zhiwei loved him.
She sacrificed her youth and future for him. She waited years for him.
Now that she was dead, he could not even bring himself to feel sorry for her.
“She loved me? So what?”
Qie Wang waved a dismissive hand at him. “Forget it, just go. It’s late. Sorry for disturbing you. I shouldn’t have called you.”
“All right, I’m leaving.”
Xie Xuning cast another glance at the dead body.
He thought for a while before asking Qie Wang, “Have you informed Li Hezheng?”...
Qie Wang nodded. “Yes, I did.”
“There is a reason why one shouldn’t do bad things in life. Karma will come to you sooner or later,” Xie Xuning remarked casually.
This made Qie Wang even angrier. He started to yell at Xie Xuning. “Shut up, Xie Xuning! She’s already dead. Can you just…”
Before Xie Xuning could say anything else, Li Hezheng had rushed into the room. He was muttering to himself, “Zhiwei, Zhiwei…”
Li Hezheng lifted the cloth and saw the badly burned body.
“Uncle, I’m sorry.”
Qie Wang looked at the grieving old man and felt sorry for him.
His son died several years ago.
Now, his only daughter had died.
He had lost his entire family.
“Qie Wang, how did Zhiwei die? Was Xie Xuning involved?”
Li Hezheng looked accusingly at Xie Xuning and demanded to know what happened. His daughter had wasted half of her life on this man.
“No, Xuning has nothing to do with this.”
Xie Xuning stood at one side, observing the grieving old man. Could it be that Li Zhiwei was dead?
“Qie Wang, you don’t have to speak up for him. He caused great harm to my daughter. My Zhiwei…”
Xie Xuning looked at Li Hezheng disdainfully. “Mr. Li, I don’t understand what you mean. When have I ever hurt your daughter? Also, how can you be so sure this body belongs to your daughter? Don’t you want to do a DNA test to confirm it?”
“Shut up!”
Li Hezheng looked at Xie Xuning’s cold face and tried hard to control his sorrow. “Xie Xuning, I’ve given you whatever you wanted. If you’re still not satisfied, you can kill me. What else do you want? Why didn’t you let Zhiwei off? What has she done? Her only mistake in this life was devoting her life to you.”
Qie Wang saw that Xie Xuning was about to explode and stopped Li Hezheng from questioning further.