Mo Shao's lovely wife is sweet as honey

Chapter 941

978. "The nickname is ugly." Murong Jingchuan complained.

Ye Nianwei came to her senses, did she despise her nickname girl?

Are you going to give her a nickname?

Ye Nianwei was jubilant in his heart, pretending to be ignorant, "Are you talking about a girl? You don't like it, so can you help me get a new one?"

"Okay." Murong Jingchuan stroked his chin with his fingers, thought for a moment, and snapped his fingers as if he had a flash of inspiration, "Yinyin, how about just calling it Yinyin?"

"Yinyin? This name really sounds better than a girl." Ye Nian said with a smile.

"You will use this nickname from now on!" Murong Jingchuan ordered domineeringly, after thinking about it, he explained, "You must not tell others."

"I know I know, it's a secret between the two of us."

Ye Nian blinked at him slightly and smiled mysteriously.

The two waited in the car for a while, Ye Xingfeng retrieved the case files at that time, and after learning about the situation, he returned to the car and informed, "I'm going to go to the crime scene next, if you two feel bored, you can go to the car by yourself." Go play, don't wait for me."

"It's okay, Uncle Ye, I'll lead the way."

Ye Nianwei volunteered and said that she is the most favorable witness in the case of her father and she is duty-bound.

"it is good."

The RV rushed to Shanghe Road, Ting listened to the parking space in front of the Beilei art training class, and several people got out of the car together.

Ye Xingfeng came to the place where the accident happened, combined with the confession in the file, he restored the scene of the car accident in his brain.

The train departing from the scheduled track accelerated towards Luo Bin who was crossing the road in the rain, causing him to die on the spot.

After careful analysis, we can indeed find the strangeness of this case.

While inspecting the scene, Ye Xingfeng asked Ye Nianwei about Luo Bin's usual hobbies, interpersonal relationships, and asked her to describe the circumstances of the car accident.

"My father works as an art teacher in the Beilei art training class, and it is here that he and my mother met.

"Mom and Dad have a very good relationship. In the art class, they are very popular. Later, I was born, and the teachers in the art class liked me very much.

"On the night of the accident, my dad didn't have class that day and he came to pick my mom up from get off work.

"When he was crossing the road, the light was green, but the truck in the opposite lane ran towards him..."

Ye Nianwei recalled everything that happened on the night of April 4th, and felt a severe pain in his heart.

His father was hit by a speeding truck and fell to the ground in a parabola. The rain was stained red, and his eyes were full of blood...

Ye Nianwei closed his eyes, his heart was bleeding.

What emerged in her mind was that her father taught her to draw, her mother taught her to play the piano, and the family of three lived happily.

It can be said that that time was the happiest time before she was 4 years old.

Murong Jingchuan looked at the little girl's thin body and shivered, and almost got hot in his head, so he stretched out his hand to hold her little hand.

Her little hands were cold, standing under the sun, her hands were still extremely cold.

This is a chill of despair and sorrow born from the heart.

Holding her hand, Murong Jingchuan felt a faint distress in his heart, and he couldn't help holding her hand even tighter, wanting to pass his own warmth to him as quickly as possible.

Ye Nianwei misses her father, misses him too much.

The biggest regret in her life is to return to her childhood, but she didn't have time to prevent the tragedy from happening.

Murong Jingchuan saw that her eyes were red and her tears kept falling like crystal dew, so he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her.

Ye Nian turned her head slightly, saw the handkerchief he handed over, and asked, "Is this used by Luo Lingshan? I don't use the one she used."

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(End of this chapter)