Cute wife is too delicious: President, please restrain

Because of the poisoning, the people of Donglan family haven't left yet. They all come to Donglan GE's funeral. A group of people in dark suits are very spectacular.

At the last step of the funeral, a man came quickly and said something around Dong LanJin.

Donglan Jin suddenly changed his face. Ning Qiao was very close to him. Naturally, he saw the change of his expression and frowned slightly.

What happened?

Donglan Jin walked quickly to the front, stood one step behind Donglan Cang, bowed his head and respectfully said, "Grandpa, Fang Yuan is dead."

"What?"

Donglan Cang turned his head and frowned deeply.

It was very quiet around. People close to Dong LanJin heard him.

Ning Qiao immediately frowned, a little surprised.

"How did he die? Didn't you let you lock him up in the dungeon? Ah Qing! What the hell is going on? " Donglan Cang turned around and looked at Donglan Qing unhappily and asked.

"Fang Yuan was indeed locked up in the dungeon, but how could he......" donglanqing also looked puzzled.

"How could he die?"

Qi He took a step forward.

Because she is donglange's widow, she stands in the front according to the rules.

Donglan Jin said, "my man just went to bring Fang Yuan, but he's dead."

Donglan Cang narrowed his eyes and his wrinkled face was very heavy: "where's the body?"

Donglan Jin made a gesture, and Fang Yuan's body was soon carried up.

Ning Qiaoqiao looked at the body on the stretcher and bent in an abnormal position. It was obviously stiff.

Fang Yuan bowed his head. Although he couldn't see his face, it was uncomfortable to look at a corpse like this.

Ning Qiaoqiao subconsciously turned his head and leaned against Yu shaomo's shoulder. Yu shaomo lowered his head, glanced at her, extended his long arm, half held her in his arms and blocked her sight.

The autopsy began in front. After a while, the doctor in charge of checking the body said to LAN Cang in the East: "the master of the house, Fang Yuan was poisoned. From the current symptoms, the poison he ate should be the same as that which poisoned young master Ge, and he should have hidden the poison behind his teeth and died by taking it himself."

"He killed himself?" Qi he frowned.

"Yes." The doctor looked at Fang Yuan: "probably because he didn't want to be executed in public here, so he took poison."

"So he prepared the poison from the beginning? I didn't see him hiding drugs in the hall before. It seems that he wanted to run and killed himself if he couldn't run away. "

East LAN Jin narrowed his eyes.

"It's really cheap for him to let him die!" Qi He looked at Fang Yuan's body with hate in his eyes.

"Speaking of it, uncle Qing, Fang Yuan is under your care. Why did this happen?" Donglan Jin turned his head and looked at Donglan Qing.

In addition to Uncle Fu, Donglan Qing is in charge of the internal affairs of Donglan family. Naturally, dungeons are no exception.

"This......" how could donglanqing not recognize donglanjin's meaning? She glanced at him coldly, turned her head and respectfully said, "father, the dungeon has always been closely guarded, and the people who went in didn't escape, but I didn't expect that he would take poison..."

"I didn't think it was your dereliction of duty! Does it turn into a corpse every time you lock someone in? Is that a dungeon or a morgue! "

Donglancang was angry, and there was a dead silence around him. The depressed atmosphere spread around, and the people present dared not go out one after another.

"It's my fault!" Donglanqing dared not have any sophistry, and his back was straight.

"Now that the man is dead, it's no use talking about it. The funeral is over. Let's go back."

East LAN Cang said, and left with a stick.

"Second brother, I know that Fang Yuan died by poisoning himself. I don't know. I thought you deliberately caused an accident at today's funeral." Donglan Ling smiled with profound meaning.

"Old four! You speak to me politely! "

Donglan's face suddenly sank.

He didn't dare to refute in front of Dong Lancang, which didn't mean he was afraid of others.

Donglan Ling didn't care. It seemed to make Donglan Qing unhappy. He was more happy. He smiled and left.

One side of Donglan Ling led Donglan he toward Ning Qiao and Yu shaomo, nodded and left.

Others also left one after another. Soon, there were no more people left in front of the tombstone.

"It's over." Ning Qiaoqiao looked at the picture on the tombstone in front of him.

No matter how lively the funeral is, before long, donglange will be forgotten and become one of the many tombstones here. Probably only his relatives remember him.

"Yes."

Yu shaomo's voice answered faintly, and his big hand wrapped her cool little hand: "let's go back, too."

Ning Qiao nodded and turned to look at him: "are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Yu shaomo hooked his lips and comforted her.

"Mr. Yu, little miss."

They were about to leave when Qihe came over.

"What's up?" Asked Ning Qiaoqiao.

"I've come to thank you." Qi he smiled gratefully and looked at Yu shaomo's injured arm: "it's difficult for Mr. Yu to come to my late husband's funeral today because he was injured. I thank you on behalf of my husband. Your arm was injured. I happen to have some medicine here that has a good effect on wound healing. I should have taken it yesterday, but I forgot it in a hurry and brought it today."

Then the maid behind Qi He took out a small bottle and handed it to her.

"I'm not trying to save your injury. I just don't want the man who almost killed my wife to escape. You don't have to be grateful."

Yu shaomo's low voice was faint.

Qi he probably didn't expect him to speak so impolitely. His expression suddenly became a little stiff. He paused and squeezed out a smile: "but anyway, I got out of danger because of Mr. Yu. You'd better take this medicine. It's really helpful for your wound recovery."

Yu shaomo didn't move. Instead, Ning Qiao took the medicine: "I'll take it. Thank you."

"The young lady is joking. This is what I should do. After all, Mr. Yu has shed so much blood." Qihe road.

"Let's go back." Yu shaomo looked down at her and said.

Ning Qiao looked up at him and said to Qi He, "then we'll go back first. You're sorry."

"Well, Mr. Yu is still injured. Young lady, go back to rest with him."

Qihe road.

Ning Qiaoqiao didn't say anything, and walked in the direction of coming with Yu shaomo.

"Ah, why are you so indifferent to Qi He?" Ning Qiao looked at Yu shaomo as he walked.

"I don't need to be enthusiastic about women other than you."

Yu shaomo's young eyebrows are slightly picked. Of course they are authentic.

That's right... Probably every woman will feel very comfortable listening.