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She looked coldly at the Beitang deep opposite the glass and said faintly, "Beitang deep, are you here to laugh at my situation now?"

"Su Murong, do you know that Liang Yuan, who has been imprisoned by you for 13 years, is my brother?" Beitang's deep black eyes, like a sharp sword, stabbed her hard.

Su Murong's lawyer had mentioned it to her, so she didn't show a surprised expression. She raised her eyelids indifferently, "that's a pity. I should have killed him earlier."

Beitang was so angry that she clenched her teeth and clenched her hands into fists. If her eyes could kill people, she had died thousands of times.

He suddenly snorted coldly and said coldly, "isn't it because they look like Shangguan ao that you imprisoned them? Do you want to know where Shangguan Ao is now? "

Su Murong trembled all over, his eyes fell on his face quickly, and his voice was imperceptibly eager, "is his disappearance related to you?"

Beitangshen leaned forward, almost pasted glass and said clearly, "it's not missing, but death."

Su Murong's eyes suddenly widened, and all her disguised calmness collapsed. Her fingers stirred together and stared at him angrily, "it's you, you killed him!"

"No, it's not me, it's you." North Hall deep body slowly backward, light way, "he would not have died, because ah yuan, so he wants to make compensation for you."

"Bang", Su Murong's head was about to explode. She cried excitedly, "no, I don't believe it."

Beitang deeply mockingly hooked his lips, took out a necklace from his pocket, held it in the air and shook it gently, "do you remember this thing?"

Su Murong stared at the pendant of the necklace. It was a delicate and small key. It was the key to open her private safe. She gave it to Shangguan ao that year, because in the safe, there were love letters written by Shangguan Ao to her and their photos. She wanted two people to keep that memory together.

Beitangshen slowly took back the necklace and put it back into his pocket under her painful and desperate eyes. He said faintly, "he has always loved you deeply until the last moment of his life. He is still calling the names of you and Su Xingchen."

"No, don't say it again, don't say it again..." Su Murong held his head in his hands, and the wind screamed and cried wildly.

Beitangshen stood up and looked at her condescending. She beat her head like a mental patient and cried hysterically. His deep eyes were frighteningly cold without any temperature.

A month later, Su Murong was sentenced to death and deprived of political rights for life.

Half a month later, Su Murong was executed, ending her sinful life.

It was July in the twinkling of an eye, and the sun was scorching.

The hall of the airport is crowded with people, staging countless departures and reunions.

Xia Dong and Bai Lihan led the children to see them off.

Beitang yuan is wearing a white T-shirt and light blue jeans, just like a big boy. He holds a white doll in his arms and stands timidly behind Beitang deep. Like a frightened little rabbit, he quietly sticks out his head and looks at Xia Dong and others.

The rosefinch stood next to him with a soft smile on his face and gently comforted him, "ah yuan, don't be afraid, they are all your friends and won't hurt you."

Beitang took a deep look at the rosefinch and Beitang yuan, with a smile in his eyes. He turned to Xia Dong and said, "now ah yuan is very sticky rosefinch."

Xia and Dong hooked up their lips and said softly, "the rosefinch is so patient that ah yuan will get better."

Beitang Shen stepped forward, suddenly opened his arms and hugged her. Ignoring Birmingham's cold eyes, he whispered, "Xia Xia, I'm going to take good care of myself and the children."

Xia Dong also hugged him, a little sad, "brother Shen, won't you come back in the future?"

Beitang deeply rubbed her hair and spoiled her face. "Fool, of course not. I just want to take ah yuan home to worship his parents and let ah yuan recuperate slowly in the place where we were born. We will come back after a period of time."

Bailihan's Vinegar jar overturned a long time ago, and his stomach was sour. He stretched out his hand to pull Xia Dong out of Beitang's deep arms, interrupted their "love" and smiled hypocritically, "I wish you a pleasant journey."

Beitang looked at him with deep meaning, "treat Xia Xia well, otherwise I won't let you go."

Bai Lihan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Xia Xia is my wife. I will naturally treat her well."

"Uncle Shen, we will miss you very much." The little fat cat ran forward, hugged Beitang Shen's legs, raised his pink face, and flashed a pair of beautiful big eyes, "Uncle Shen, you want to miss us, too."

"OK." Beitangshen picked her up and rubbed her little head with a smile.

The little girl occupied a favorable geographical position, waved to beitangyuan, who was hiding and watching curiously, and said with a smile, "Uncle yuan, my name is Xiaoguai. You should remember me."

Beitangyuan stared at the young girl in surprise. Learning from his brother, he slowly stretched out his arm, touched her soft hair and whispered, "good boy?"

The little darling clapped his hands and laughed happily. "Uncle yuan is so smart. You will remember my name once I say it."

Beitang yuan's clear eyes moved, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, revealing a shy smile.

Beitang was deeply excited and kissed Xiaoguai on his face. "Xiaoguai, you're great. When ah yuan was one year old, he returned to charm magazine in summer and winter as the director. Because of his unique taste and publishing style, he was a little famous in the fashion industry. Although work is busy, she never ignores family because of work. In her heart, family is the first.

Family work has a good harvest. She is the envy of women in city a, but outsiders don't know. She also has troubles. Xiaoxixi is two and a half years old and still can't speak. I think Xiaobao and Xiaoguai can make sentences freely at her age.

Xia Dong thought that she was addicted to drugs at the beginning, which had an impact on Xiao Xixi, who was still in the mother's body. She specially took her to the hospital for a general examination. The doctor said that Xixi was very healthy. Although ordinary children can speak at about one and a half years old, each child has its own particularity. There are also special children who speak at the age of three, and it is normal to grow up.