"This is definitely not a joke," Uncle Chen turned around and went to his room and took out a folder. "Second Miss, you will understand after you look at these things."
Su Hanyan snatched the folder and shook out the contents.
The coffee table was immediately covered with papers and photos.
She looked at them one by one, and the more she looked, the heavier she felt. When she saw the pictures of the car accident scene, she felt both fear and disbelief.
"You can check it out. The car accident is true. My wife did die in the car accident that day."
"Why don't I know?" Sadness instantly invaded Su Hanyan's consciousness, and she suddenly felt like crying.
But those hospitalization certificates and those photos of her lying on the hospital bed were like a pair of giant hands strangling her throat.
asphyxia!
Suffocation like death!
She touched her undulating chest with her hand. The little devil-like second lady of the He family was not afraid of anything. Only when she talked about her mother, she would always get emotional.
Could this be the sequelae of a car accident?
"How is it possible? I don't remember such a thing at all..." These are completely inconsistent with her memory.
Has she lost her memory?
Or were all these things made by dad, just for mom’s inheritance?
She rummaged through the documents and found no signs of fraud.
But she found the case, and sure enough, it was recorded that she was in a coma for a week after the car accident, and suffered from selective amnesia when she woke up.
"Your later memories were made through hypnotic memory implantation on the advice of a psychiatrist. Because you were too young at that time, your father was afraid that you would suddenly remember these things and would not be able to accept it. Second Miss, you have experienced it yourself.
Your mother’s death process…”
"I don't understand……"
"It was not a simple car accident, it was a deliberate murder. Selective amnesia is a kind of self-protection of the human brain to prevent people from having a psychological breakdown due to some sad thing or experience."
"Didn't you say that my mother died in a car accident? How did it become a deliberate murder?" Su Hanyan jumped up and crumpled the documents in her hand.
Her face was pale and her lips were trembling with excitement.
Car accident, deliberate murder, selective amnesia, the word "wind" on the broken handkerchief...
"Shouldn't the police call the police for deliberate murder? Why not call the police?" She felt that her nerves were so tense, as if they were going to snap in the next second.
Dad chose this time to ask Uncle Chen to tell her this, so the word Feng must be related to the Feng family.
Could it be that someone from the Feng family caused a car accident and killed her mother?
"Second Miss, you probably don't know what the real Feng Family is?" Uncle Chen bent down to collect the documents and photos on the coffee table and said, "The Feng Family in Kyoto has lasted for hundreds of years. It is a family that lives by killing..."
"Hundreds of years? Wasn't it just killing and killing at that time?"
"Bloodthirst and cruelty have long been engraved in the bones and blood of the men of the Feng family. Their heads have no feelings or preferences..."
"Although Feng Yan is cold-hearted most of the time, I don't believe he is bloodthirsty." Su Hanyan retorted.
There was more struggle in Uncle Chen's eyes, "That's because you didn't touch his reverse scale. When that day comes, you will find that you are the luckiest person in the world not to have met him."
Uncle Chen raised his eyes, packed up the folder, and put it in front of Su Hanyan, "I still have some photos there. They are photos of your mother when she had the accident, but you don't want to see them."