Chapter 766: 680 Million Was Returned to Him

None of her money was given by him. If he took her inheritance after her death, what would he be?

Ye Hao walked out of the office. When he left, he wiped his eyes. His amber eyes had lost their luster.

"Mr. Mo, please sign and put your fingerprints on it."

In the office, Captain Liu handed an agreement to Mo Yixuan.

Mo Yixuan had been sitting in a chair since he came in. He didn't say a word.

He took a look at what Captain Liu handed over, but just one look made his eyes burn.

He held the ballpoint pen, frowned, hesitated for a few seconds, and then signed his name and put his fingerprints on it.

"Okay, Mr. Mo, next we will follow the procedure to judge the inheritance left by Ms. He to your name."

Captain Liu sighed.

Mo Yixuan still didn't say a word. He stood up and walked out of the police station as if his soul had been taken away.

At this time, it was drizzling outside. The winter rain, accompanied by the cold northwest wind, made people feel the biting cold.

Mo Yixuan did not hold an umbrella. He walked directly into the rain, letting the cold rain blow on his body and into his heart.

He could not feel how cold his body was, because his heart had no temperature.

Back to the company, he sat quietly at his desk. There was a thick stack of documents on the desk that he needed to read, and there was a meeting waiting for him at 10 o'clock, but he did not move.

"Yixuan, get ready for the meeting." Yang Mingyu pushed the door in, holding the information needed for the meeting later.

"Did you hear that?"

Seeing that Mo Yixuan did not respond, Yang Mingyu threw the information in his hand on the desk, and then shook Mo Yixuan's chair.

Mo Yixuan finally spoke at this time.

"You host it." He said in a deep voice.

Yang Mingyu was puzzled.

"What's wrong with you? Yixuan, today's meeting is very important. You must preside over it yourself."

Yang Mingyu was puzzled. Although Yixuan usually had a cold face and rarely smiled, he would never neglect his work. Today...

"Why, do you have any news about her?" Yang Mingyu suddenly thought of something.

Yes, only the news about He Xiyan could make his brother suddenly so depressed.

Mo Yixuan shook his head, and his dark eyes were filled with the kind of sadness that could not be expressed in words.

"The police announced that she was missing and dead, and her inheritance was in my name."

He whispered, his voice was very hoarse, he had not cried, but his voice was so hoarse.

Yang Mingyu sighed. He knew it must be about He Xiyan.

"Yixuan, don't worry about He Xiyan anymore." Yang Mingyu advised: "The dead can't come back to life, and the living have to continue living. Let her go and find a suitable mother for your child, so that her soul in heaven can rest in peace."

Yang Mingyu didn't know how to persuade him anymore, because he had actually persuaded him several times.

Calculating the time, it has been 2 years and 10 months since He Xiyan disappeared. As the police said, it is impossible for her to be alive. A dead person should not affect the lives of the living.

Mo Yixuan closed his eyes slightly, and no one could see the deep guilt and pain in his eyes at this time.