Sir, I will not marry!

Chapter 348 You Are the Son of Ji Nu

She opened her mouth, and a strange laugh came out of her throat with difficulty.

He Wanyun seemed to be about to say something, but her eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of Shen Lingye who was talking to Shi Yuan not far behind Jiang Xiaonuan.

The sight was no longer so clear, He Wanyun looked at Shen Lingye's face, feeling vaguely familiar.

At this moment, Shen Lingye's face turned around.His eyes fell on Jiang Xiaonuan, he frowned slightly, and then unexpectedly, he met He Wanyun's eyes.

At that moment, the two severed nerves in He Wanyun's head were just connected!
Twenty-two years ago, under the scorching flames, that woman's shrill scream and hideous face suddenly jumped into my brain!

He Wanyun's whole body twitched, she tried to raise her head, tried to reach out her hand, and said indistinctly: "You——you are the son of that prostitute 22 years ago?!"

He Wanyun spoke lightly, and her voice was a bit harsh, but Jiang Xiaonuan was standing beside her, and just happened to hear this sentence.

She frowned slightly, forgot to cry, and quickly asked: "What did you say?!"

He Wanyun stared at Shen Lingye who was walking towards her, suddenly she looked like a robot with no battery, and collapsed heavily on the stretcher below her again.

In front of me, there is a great afternoon sun, blue sky and white clouds, very beautiful.

But He Wanyun couldn't feel the warmth, and the scene of Jiang Huaqing questioning herself loudly just now appeared in her mind, and she suddenly giggled, the broken laughter came out of her broken throat, it was indescribably shrill.

Before Jiang Xiaonuan understood what was going on, He Wanyun's eyes widened suddenly, and her whole body twitched.

There was a gurgling sound in her throat, and a hand that could still move instinctively stretched out into the air, trying to grab something!
Bright red blood continued to overflow from her chest, and with that scorched face, Jiang Xiaonuan felt a little scared, a nausea suddenly surged in her stomach, she turned her head and covered her mouth!

Shen Lingye hugged Jiang Xiaonuan and buried her head in his chest. He looked coldly at the woman on the stretcher who had finally swallowed her last breath, his expression extremely cold.

"It's okay, let's go home."

The lunch at noon was churning in her stomach, Jiang Xiaonuan's face was pale, she should have gone to the hospital with her parents, but she didn't.

After all, they were his biological parents, and seeing Jiang Huaqing and He Wanyun's appearance just now, if they couldn't bear it, it must be fake.

However, apart from being uncomfortable, there was something surging in Jiang Xiaonuan's heart.

A liberation, like finally ending something that drained her spirit.

A kind of numbness, after so many years of tossing, this kind of ups and downs, she is really tired.

These two feelings seem to have nothing to do with family affection or humanity, but those two people are my close relatives.

Therefore, such liberation and numbness, as well as not too much sadness, made Jiang Xiaonuan feel guilty.

He Wanyun died on the way to the hospital.

Jiang Huaqing spent half a day in the hospital, and was finally declared dead due to cardiopulmonary failure in the middle of the night.

When Shen Lingye received the news, she sat on the bedside of the apartment.

He hung up the phone and looked at Jiang Xiaonuan who had finally fallen asleep on the bed beside him, with a heavy expression on his face.

Jiang Huaqing and He Wanyun's death is not the most important thing to Shen Lingye.

(End of this chapter)