Chapter 952
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Thinking of this, Xie Zhiming became even more worried.
If it were anyone else, knowing that they were being watched for a long time, they would definitely panic.
.....
It was not until they returned to the private room that Xie Zhiming calmed down. He took out a few old envelopes from his pocket.
"It's all here."
Jiang Tingxu paused for a moment before walking forward.
"Uncle Xie, I'll take a look."
Xie Zhiming nodded.
"Look, it was written by your father."
The last few letters were the only things left behind before his sacrifice.
The two of them used to be comrades, so every letter contained words of reminiscence and yearning for the future.
Jiang Guoyu mentioned Wen Jie and Gu Ranzhi's names in the letter. He talked about how good the women were and how close and doting they were to his daughter. He was very grateful to her for appearing at the age when his daughter needed a mother the most.
When he mentioned Gu Ranzhi, he said that this little boy was very smart. In the future, he would definitely be able to do well in his studies. He did not know if his biological father was blinded by lard or his underwear. He actually did not acknowledge such a smart son!
He also told Xie Zhiming that he was going to marry Wen Jie. He said that the marriage report had been submitted and was waiting for the leader's approval.
His words were full of joy.
Perhaps, when he wrote these letters, Jiang Guoyu did not expect that all his beautiful fantasies would be brutally and permanently shattered!
More than a dozen letters should be all the letters that Xie Zhiming had kept. Jiang Tingxu read them one by one.
When she finished reading the last letter, her tears could not help but fall.
Mo Boyuan patted the woman's back silently. Obviously, he was comforting her.
At this time, it was useless to say anything, so it was better not to say anything.
Sad people did not necessarily need words. Sometimes, they just needed a way to vent or silent companionship.
Xie Zhiming could only do so much. Seeing that his wife was crying more and more sadly, Mo Boyuan directly carried her in his arms and bowed to Xie Zhiming gratefully.
"Uncle Xie, thank you for today and everything before this!"
"Child, you're too polite. That girl's mood isn't very good. You should coax her more."
"Okay, then we'll leave first. We'll come back to see you later."
"Okay, be careful on the road."
"You too. Take care."
.....
Mo Boyuan left the teahouse with his wife in his arms. Then, he found a car and stuffed her into it. Then, he started the car and left.
Jiang Tingxu wept silently along the way. He missed his father so much, especially when he saw the letters written by his father.
"Mo Boyuan ~"
"Yeah, I'm here."
"I miss Dad so much."
"I know. Father-in-law will be watching you from the sky. If we have time in the future, we can go and see him."
"Yes, I will."
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