<h4>Chapter 764: I’ll Return All 680 Million Dors to Him</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>Larbre Studio <strong>Editor: </strong>Larbre Studio


    He had not given her a single cent, so it would be despicable of him to distribute her assets after she had passed away.


    Ye Hao walked out of the office and wiped at the corner of his eyes before he walked out of the office. His amber-colored eyes had lost all of its usual luster.


    “Mr. Mo, please sign and include your handprint here,” Superintendent Liu handed an agreement to Mo Yixuan.


    Mo Yixuan walked slumped down into the chair after he entered the office. He didn’t say a single word.


    Superintendent Liu handed the ink and contract over to him. He took one nce at it and felt his eyes ache.


    He held the ballpoint pen in his hand and his brows knitted tightly and only scribbled his signature after hesitating for a few seconds and imprinted his thumbprint.


    “That’s all, Mr. Mo. We will transfer all assets under Ms. He’s name to your name as per the usual process,” Superintendent Liu said with a sigh.


    Mo Yixuan did not respond. He rose to his feet and walked out of the police station dumbly as though his soul had left him.


    It started to drizzle outside and since it was winter, as the icy north-eastern winds blew, he could feel the chill seep into his bones.


    Mo Yixuan didn’t open his umbre but continued to walk in the rain and allowed the icy winds and rain tosh across his body and blow into his heart.


    He was immune to the chill and cold because his heart was devoid of all warmth.


    After he returned to thepany, he sat quietly in front of his office desk. There was a thick stack of documents for his review and a meeting that he had to chair at 10 AM but he couldn’t bring himself to move.


    “Yixuan, it’s time to prepare for the meeting,” Yang Mingyu said as he pushed the door open and carried the materials for the meetingter.


    “Did you hear me?” Yang Mingyu put the materials on the office desk and went over to shake Mo Yixuan’s chair when he saw that he wasn’t responding.


    Mo Yixuan finally spoke.


    “You should chair the meeting,” he said softly.


    Yang Mingyu looked at him in confusion.


    “What’s wrong with you? Yixuan, this is an important meeting, so you have to be the one chairing it.”


    Yang Mingyu was confused. Mo Yixuan was usually cold and aloof and hardly ever smiled, but he had always been passionate about his work. However, today...


    “What’s wrong? Did you receive any news about her?” Yang Mingyu asked as a thought urred to him.


    Oh yes, news about He Xiyan was the only thing that could make his friend look so miserable.


    Mo Yixuan shook his head and his ck eyes were filled with sorrow that he couldn’t express in words.


    “The police have closed her case and pronounced her dead. Her assets have all been transferred to my name,” he said softly and his voice was very hoarse. He hadn’t cried but his throat felt dry and hoarse.


    Yang Mingyu sighed. He should have known that He Xiyan was the cause of his friend’s current state of misery.


    “Yixuan, don’t think too much about He Xiyan,” Yang Mingyu advised. “There’s no way to bring the dead back and the living will need to get on with their lives. Forget about her and find a suitable stepmother for your children. I’m sure she’ll be able to rest in peace once you’ve done so.”


    Yang Mingyu didn’t know how to get through to his friend because he had tried to persuade his friend on so many asions.


    He Xiyan had already disappeared for 2 years and 10 months and just as the police had concluded, the odds of her dead was very high. The living shouldn’t let the dead affect their lives.


    Mo Yixuan closed his eyes and no one could see the guilt and pain in his eyes.