After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

Jiang Jian doesn't know how he got home.

He looked at An An and the man talking and laughing.

In the end, the man took An'an on a very inconspicuous Changan car. He kept smiling in front of her, and the smile on his face was about to turn into a label.

She was sitting in the car, still not forgetting to say goodbye to him, and told him to pay attention to his body and go back early.

She smiled so softly and so softly.

When she looked at him, she was really kind and intimate, and she really regarded him as the closest person.

Waiting until the car she was in disappeared into sight, the smile on his face became a crazy expression like a cry.

Mother Jiang is not at home and is doing beauty treatments. Her face has been repaired many times after being burned by Jiang Tiantian, but it is still unnatural, so she is soaking in the beauty shop every day.

When Jiang Jian called mother Jiang, mother Jiang was talking to her peers about her children while beauticizing, and she planned to have time to help her to have a blind date.

After hearing Jiang Jian's question, she thought for a moment, and said, "An'an? She came to see me a year ago, and I see that she's been fine. There is a man around me who has been taking care of her, thinking of her. Since I'm having a good time outside, there is no need to return to the Jiang family. "

The father and mother Jiang were well aware of Jiang Jian's thoughts on Jiang An. Now Jiang Jian is a normal person. They do not want Jiang An to be their own daughter-in-law. Naturally, they do not want Jiang An to appear in front of Jiang Jian.

Jiang Jian hung up the phone without waiting for Mother Jiang to speak again.

The man named Ge Zihua sent him an email during this period.

These are two news reports.

One is about the one in Ge Zihua's mouth called Zhang Xiaodong.

Zhang Xiaodong tried to kidnap Jiang An, a strong woman, and Jiang An smashed his third leg into a disability during the resistance.

The Zhang family in turn sued Jiang An for intentionally hurting him.

There is also news that Jiang An and another girl with a mental problem were attempted to be trafficked by a man. When Jiang An escaped with the girl, he accidentally killed the man.

The two short stories were not noticeable at all.

Maybe Jiang An could not see the surrounding area, and he did not know that there would be hundreds of such incidents in one day. However, these two were the only people he cared about.

He stared closely at the two reports, and watched them countless times.

There were only a few words in the report, but he thought that at that time, she must be very helpless and desperate in that situation. She was a person who couldn't even beat Jiang Tiantian. She wanted to kill and kill the man. It's not something you can do in a few words.

No wonder she was unwilling to talk to him about these five years.

She should have had a hard time in these five years.

When she needs him, he can't appear by her!

Throughout his life, he thought he saw a different hope.

But in the end, this hope has become an embarrassing and self-blame despair.

Until Jiang Jian's death, he never disturbed the life of Yange.

His body was already almost normal.

But a cold caused his physical function to decline rapidly.

After lying in the intensive care room for half a month, he failed to survive.

He was holding a cell phone and wanted to call her, but the number that he could enter with his eyes closed was not able to dial out eventually.

Not disturbing her was the last little love he could give her.

He actually wanted to tell her that day.

He had a dream.

In the dream, she was fond of his emperor.

He is the prime minister following her.

In the dream, she died because of him, and gave birth to a child belonging to them, a boy who grew up as she wished and was a good emperor.

The phone slipped from his hand, he closed his eyes, as if he had entered a dream again, and he and her were lingering on the window sill on the afternoon of Spring Day ...

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An An, I had a dream. In the dream, you are my wife, but afterwards, we will die.

An'an, marry me. From now on, I protect you and pet you to guard you. We will never be apart again.

An An, I woke up from my dream and rejoiced.

I thought it was a dream, and we wouldn't have life or death like that in a dream.

An An, I'm so glad that I can still see you and speak these words to you.

An An, would you marry me?

This time, I will definitely hold you well.

Never again will I let you get lost in my life.

An An, I wish you a good life!