Pampering cool and thin beloved wife

Chapter 40 Choice
The inner ghost really started to move!After Jian Yunshang heard this, instead of worrying, there was even a bright brilliance in her eyes.

A strange look flashed across Jiang Muchen's eyes, he purposely kept an ambiguous posture still, and secretly glanced at Xue Liheng.

Jian Yunshang came to his senses, punched him in the chest suddenly, and pulled Mo Zhen and Xiao Bilan out of the west hall quickly.

Jiang Muchen wished she would make a surprise attack, Jun blushed and stood up straight reluctantly.The remaining three men had different expressions, suppressing some ulterior emotions, and turned their faces away from him.

When Jian Yunshang and the others turned back, it happened to be an auspicious time.

After saying goodbye to Mrs. He's last journey, a group of people were preparing to burn flowers, when reporters appeared from all directions, suddenly swarmed in!

"Excuse me, President Jian, what do you think about the leakage of Jane's bidding documents?"

"Mr. Jian, the Jian family has never had any contact with the Jiang family. Can you disclose your relationship with Young Master Jiang?"

"Miss Jian, the son of Professor A Da Xu is also here today. It is rumored that he is your biological brother. Is it true?"

"Mr. Jian, I heard that the disappearance of the former president of Jane's is related to you. Do you have anything to say?"

The reporters asked questions one after another, and a group of people squeezed in abruptly. The whole scene was so chaotic that Jian Yunshang was almost overwhelmed.

Fortunately, Jiang Muchen and Gu Xuzhi moved quickly, one left and one right blocked her.

Xue Liheng was in a protective posture, but his eyes fell on the crowd, and he nodded almost invisible.The very subtle movements were clearly seen by Xu Zhenting.

Jian Yunshang, who was protected to the outside, held Jian Yunrong's hand tightly at this time, fearing that the situation in front of him would bring back his memories, and even more afraid that someone would use this to ask about his mother's car accident.

However, the more afraid of what, the more what.

I don't know which news channel's reporter actually brought a small speaker and shouted loudly: "Mr. Jian, when your mother was in a car accident 8 years ago, you were so sober, why didn't you call the police immediately!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone shut up, and the whole scene became quiet.

Jiang Muchen glanced at the interrogator warningly, quickly cast a stern look at Zhuo Hui, and quickly retreated to Jian Yunshang's side.

With a pale face, Jian Yunrong looked blankly at the moving heads, and suddenly frantically shook off Jian Yunshang's hand: "I don't have any!"

After that, he ran away with red eyes.

"Yunshang, wait for me to come back with peace of mind!" Jiang Muchen hurriedly left a word, and ran after him.

Jian Yunshang's mind went blank, she froze for a second, and then ran in the direction they left.

The dark sky hung heavily over the cemetery, and the icy cold rain hit the face, icy cold to the bone.

Jian Yunrong was stimulated, and his running speed was unmatched, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Muchen didn't run too slowly, he could see a vague shadow before, and lost him in just a few seconds.

Standing calmly and looking at the location and terrain, Jian Yunshang also followed from the corner of the eye, and his chest suddenly seemed to be clogged with a ball of cotton, which was painful and stuffy.

When she came to her, Jiang Muchen raised his hand to stop her, and ordered without hiding his concern: "Go back to the car immediately, I believe I will definitely bring Yunrong back."

Jian Yunshang looked at him panting, the ice covering her heart gradually melted, and she still shook her head stubbornly: "In this world, I only believe in myself!"

After saying that, he quickly passed him and ran to the trail up the mountain.She was afraid that if she stayed for another second, she would lose control and sink.

Jiang Muchen's eyes darkened, he sighed helplessly and resigned himself to his fate, he spread his legs and accelerated to follow.

There are dense pine trees on both sides of the path up the mountain. If the person behind the scenes manipulating reporters’ questions sets up an ambush here, the consequences will be disastrous.

Jian Yunrong rushed all the way without thinking, and unknowingly arrived in front of her mother's grave, knelt down with a plop, and cried loudly at the top of her lungs.

The rain suddenly became dense, full of helpless and mournful wailing, echoing over the silent and gloomy cemetery, so desolate and helpless.

Jian Yunshang ran a few meters away in one breath and stopped slowly.The scene of my mother's burial, like a silent silent drama, flashed into my mind little by little.

She closed her eyes and forced herself not to cry.It's just that the heart couldn't help tightening up and down, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow instantly.

Because of suspected derailment, the mother's death was described by the media as suicide in shame and indignation.Jian Yunrong, who was only 11 years old at the time, was accused of being cold-blooded and did not call for help immediately.

In fact, the car accident was man-made, and my mother died on the spot. Even calling for help was useless.

"Let him vent well. There are some knots in his heart that he can't just choose to escape. He is a man, so he should face it bravely." Jiang Muchen looked at her weak and helpless appearance, his black eyes sank, and he stepped forward a few steps, undeniable. Take her by the shoulders.

Jian Yunshang tilted her head, with a bitter smile on her lips: "You don't know, he was still a child at that time, but those reporters slandered him maliciously, wishing he would die on the spot too."

Jiang Muchen pursed his lips, subconsciously hugged her into his arms: "Good boy, everything is over. Yunrong is a sensible child, he will not let you down."

"It's hard to get over this, the one who died is our favorite mother..." Jian Yunshang's voice choked, and she, who never showed weakness, couldn't help but leaned against his fiery chest tiredly.

In the years since she left Jane's house, she has been taking care of the closest relatives, the old and the young, by herself. She was exhausted and wronged, and she never confide in outsiders.

However, at this moment, she snuggled into Jiang Muchen's arms, feeling at ease for no reason.It was as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

Both feeling relaxed and resisting this dependence.

In front of the tomb not far away, Jian Yunrong's cries gradually became smaller, until finally only uninterrupted sobbing remained.

The rain wet his hair and slowly trickled down the straight bridge of his nose.The pale face seemed to be full of despair at this moment.

After a while, his thin body slumped, like a wronged child, his cheek pressed against the cold tombstone, whining.

Seeing this, Jian Yunshang suddenly pushed away from Jiang Muchen, and instantly regained her usual coldness and ruthlessness: "Thank you for your company these few days, it's best for the relationship between you and me to stop here."

After finishing speaking, he wiped the rainwater off his face and walked towards Jian Yunrong.

What a heartless person!Jiang Muchen's arms were empty, his handsome face turned cold immediately, and he paced slowly to keep up.

When Jian Yunshang arrived in front of the grave, she squatted down suppressing her emotions, and firmly held Jian Yunrong's hand: "Mom won't blame you, but you must be strong and try to restore her innocence, okay?"

"Sister..." Jian Yunrong raised her head, but couldn't tell whether it was tears or raindrops, and they fell down.His eyes wandered, his lips turned purple from freezing and he murmured tremblingly: "I didn't kill my mother, it wasn't me..."

(End of this chapter)