Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

No funerals, no cemeteries, no chanting...

Nothing at all.

Even died without even the most beloved woman.

Jing Jiaren is hotheaded, she can't just let Luo Lei leave so coldly...

She suddenly thought of something, and walked out suddenly: "You wait for me, I'm going to a place, and I'll be here right away. Wait for me, you must wait for me!"

"The car is already waiting below. According to his instructions during his lifetime, he must be sparked within 5 hours after the operation failed. He said he didn't want his body to stay alone in this world for too long..."

Jing Jiaren looked at the time, two hours had passed, and there were still three hours left.

It takes more than an hour's drive from here to Luo Lei's residence...

"Can't the time be delayed?"

"I'm sorry, we act according to the contract... You are not his relative, you have no power of entrustment, and you cannot interfere with our handling of his funeral..."

Jing Jiaren was silent for a moment: "Go to the crematorium first, and I will be back within the stipulated time."

In the darkroom of Roy's apartment, there are so many heartwarming photos.

Those are all Luo Lei's treasures...

She wanted to sort out all the photos and burn them to the ashes along with Luo Lei's body.

Jing Jiaren ran forward quickly, with the whistling wind on both sides.

……

"hiss……"

Wen Xinnuan frowned, the eyebrow pencil knife cut through the tender skin, leaving faint bloodstains.

She wipes it off with a tissue.

What's going on, I'm absent-minded about doing anything today.

The strong wind suddenly blew up, and the scarlet curtain was blown floating like a wave of red blood.

Wen Xinnuan saw a figure standing there in a trance...

She frowned, as if Luo Lei's slanted shadow was leaning there, with an unshakable Baogong face, looking at her viciously:

[Stupid woman, it's going to rain, close the windows! 】

[I have a cold, I can't spare you! 】

Wen Xinnuan couldn't help getting up, and walked to the French window, but the strong wind blew her long hair, as if a hand was gently stroking her face.

She reached out to hold that hand, but her hand was empty and stuck to her cheek.

nothing...

My heart ached like crazy.

She took a deep breath, closed the French window, and leaned against the French window with her whole body exhausted, her vest sweating intermittently.

……

In the apartment, arrogant flames swept across wantonly, Jing Jiaren opened the car door in shock, and saw that Luo Lei's floor was swept by the flames.

There was a siren sounding behind him, and the police and fire brigade probably got the call and rushed over...

The open space under the apartment was full of onlookers, all of whom lived nearby.

Jing Jiaren's hands and feet were cold, and she caught fire, how could it be such a coincidence?

So many houses, but only Luo Lei's residence was burned!

The arrogant flames roared, burning hotter and hotter—was it Ji Ziang's doing?He wants to destroy everything about Roy?

Jing Jiaren's heart was filled with monstrous anger.

The cell phone in her bag rang, and she picked it up numbly. It was from the assistant group: "Miss, we have arrived at the crematorium. Are you still here?"

Jing Jiaren mumbled her lips twice: "I'm downstairs in his apartment, and there's a fire here."

"Oh, that's what I sent people to do."

"what?!"

"This is Mr. Perloron's explanation..."

Rory did it?Rory asked them to burn everything down, why? !

Soon Jing Jiaren figured it out.