Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

The face is really happy, Yang Yan finally died, and she witnessed her death with her own eyes.

As far as her face was concerned, it was as if the demon that had been entangled in her heart and made her crazy and distorted had finally died, and she had finally been liberated, and her whole person felt instantly relaxed.

However, following Yang Yan's death, Rong Yan felt her heart hurt severely, and the sharp pain made it difficult for her to breathe.

It's like the thorn that has been stuck in my heart, where it has not been pulled out for many years, and it has grown together with my own flesh and blood. There was her own flesh, the flesh that grew with the thorn, bleeding when it was pulled out.

Liancheng Yazhi hugged her face forcefully into her arms: "It's okay, good boy... let's go home..."

She leaned against his chest and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine...really!"

Liancheng elegantly picked up her face and walked out.

Rong Yan called him: "Wait..."

"what happened?"

Rongyan broke free from Liancheng Yazhi's arms, then bent down and squatted beside Yang Yan with some difficulty, looking at her dead face, she smiled very beautifully.

She opened her lips and said: "Look, you still died before me, go down and reunite with Rong Jia."

Afterwards, Rongyan stretched out her hand and brushed Yang Yan's face slowly, closing her eyes.

Rongyan raised her head to look at Liancheng Yazhi and stretched out her hand to him, and said with a smile, "Honey, go home."

Liancheng smiled elegantly, and the smile was like a spring breeze blowing on his face. He gently held Rongyan's hand, "Okay, go home..."

Liancheng elegantly hugged her face, lowered her head and kissed her forehead, "Let's go."

Leaning on his words, Rong Yan whispered, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Liancheng laughed happily and said, "I know, how could you have something to do, what do you have for dinner? I suddenly have a craving for fish, how about asking the kitchen to make some fish? Braised in soy sauce, or steamed?"

Liancheng Yazhi was walking and talking, and he suddenly changed the topic to dinner, which was a very abrupt turn, but what he said was so natural, without any bluntness, it seemed that he really just wanted to discuss what to have for dinner with his wife.

Yan Yan thought about it seriously: "Okay... let's eat braised in soy sauce, I suddenly want to eat braised in soy sauce."

Liancheng walked slowly with her face in her arms, leaving the hospital step by step.

Maybe in the future, he will never come here with his face.

Gu Hesheng stood in the ward and looked at Yang Yan's body. After a long time, he sighed... then turned and left.

His love affair back then, under the tempering of the years, did not bloom beautiful flowers.

Trapped in memory, that most beautiful period of time... came to an end!

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Yang Yan died, but the influence she brought to Yanyan was far-reaching. It was she who changed Yanyan.

Her existence is undoubtedly the one who has the deepest obsession with appearance in her life, and no one can deny this.

Yang Yan's funeral was handed over to Secretary Zhou, who searched for a remote cemetery and was buried on the same day without any stopover.

Yang Yan's funeral was very simple, it can even be said that there was no funeral.

Because no one came to see her buried, she didn't care about her appearance, let alone pass by...

Yang Yan's ashes were buried in the ground alone. There was no epitaph on her tombstone, only simple birth and death dates and names, and there was no one who erected the monument.