My Husband, Warm The Bed

"Who is the most important person?"

The one who asked the question was still uncomfortable Jian Ran.

How much she hopes in her heart that this is a misunderstanding, that Jian Zhengtian is lying and deceiving them, but she also understands that Jian Zhengtian at this moment does not need to tell lies.

Jian Zhengtian shook his head, let out a long sigh, and said, "As for who it is, my good son-in-law must have a direction. If he finds the right direction, he will let people continue to check, then he will soon know who it is. ."

After speaking, Jian Zhengtian closed his eyes, and was never willing to say another word.

Jian Ran still wanted to ask, but was pulled off the plane by Qin Yue.

On the way back, Jian Ran had been silent all the time, feeling confused and overwhelmed.

People say that the grievances of the older generation have nothing to do with the younger generation, but can it really be irrelevant?

Was there anything that hadn't happened between her and Qin Yue?

she does not know!

"Jian Ran--" Qin Yue called her name, her voice low and deep, with a kind of helplessness and distress that could not be said.

"Ok?"

"Remember what I said to you?"

Jian Ran nodded and said softly: "Remember."

"Really remember?"

"What do you want to say?"

"Believe I can handle all this."

"Qin Yue, but I don't want to be like this. I don't want to rely on you for everything in 258 Zhongwen, I want to work hard for my own affairs. That person is your grandfather, you are caught between us, what should you do? From?"

One is his wife, and the other is his grandfather who is close to his blood. Now there is a **** feud between the two.

She can do everything possible to bring the Qin family's old man to justice, but will that hurt Qin Yue? That man is his grandfather.

She was shocked and doubted to get the truth from Jian Zhengtian's mouth, but she would not feel distressed, but what about Qin Yue?

His surface was light and breezy, and it seemed that nothing happened, but she believed that his heart would never be as relaxed as she saw on the surface.

He might also be worried, and also afraid, worried that after she believed that the Qin family was the murderer of her own father, even he blamed it.

Qin Yue said, "That's my business, don't worry."

Jian Ran asked, "That's your business?"

Qin Yue: "..."

Jian Ran said again: "My business is your business, and your business is also your business? So you can only help me, not let me take care of you, right?"

"Jane Ran——"

"Qin Yue, am I really so useless in your heart?"

"No."

"what is that?"

"I am your husband and you are my wife. Shouldn't I do something for you?" Qin Yue's voice was a little excited, it is rare to see his emotional ups and downs. The fastest update in Chinese

"..." This time, Jian Ran's speechlessness was exchanged because Qin Yue's reason was too sufficient.

But has he ever thought that it is precisely because he is her husband that she wants to make a contribution and not let him carry everything.

He will not feel tired or bitter, but she will feel sorry for him.

She was so angry that she was not angry at him, but angry that she couldn't do anything for him, she couldn't help him, and she did everything to trouble him.

"Jian Ran——" Qin Yue hugged her in Shi's arms, pressed his chin against her head and gently rubbed, "Do you know, as long as you are by my side, for me, it is the greatest encouragement And comfort."

He might not understand, how did he survive the days without her?

For more than three years, he was like a person born in purgatory. Every day was so difficult.

Now that she is back, she is like a gift from heaven to him.

Every day I wake up and see her lying next to her. No one can give him that kind of happiness except her.

"But I..." Jian Ran blinked, sniffed, and said softly, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid that when I wake up, you will not be by my side. I will never find you again, and I don't know. Who is he?"

"Trust me!" He was still a few short words, but still carried strong power as always.

Qin Yue had Qin Yue's worries, and Jian Ran had Jian Ran's worries.

They all want to share their worries for each other, but they don't know that this makes the other party feel bad for themselves.

...

The plane flew for several hours and was positioned above the Atlantic Ocean.

Jian Zhengtian, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly felt a violent shaking of the plane. He quickly opened his eyes and saw thick smoke coming from the cab.

"What happened?" he shouted.

"Mr. Jian, the old man asked us to give you the last ride, and I hope you will go well." A cold male voice came across from the thick smoke.

Immediately afterwards, Jian Zhengtian heard the sound of the cabin opening, and then heard someone say: "Number one is ready, jump. Number two is ready, jump. Number three is ready, jump. Number four is ready, jump."

There were four crew members, and the plane swayed more severely after the number four jumped down.

Jian Zhengtian wanted to rush over to find out what was going on, but because of the thick smoke blocking the fuselage, he shook so much that he couldn't move at all.

He hugged the seat tightly, so that he did not let himself roll with the swing of the fuselage.

"Help! Help!"

Jian Zhengtian let out a horrified cry for help, a horrible cry as if he was being killed by a ghost at this time.

But apart from the sound of wind and the roar of machines, there was no other sound, let alone the human voice he was hoping for.

"I was wrong! I was really wrong! Please let me go! Qin Yue, let me go, I will tell you what you want to know, I don’t want a penny of your money, let me go Right."

Jane was yelling hysterically, his voice was hoarse, and no one responded to him.

And his last scream was extinguished by the sound of the airplane exploding, and his body was exploded into fragments along with the airplane, turning into fleshy and slippery scum in this mid-air.

At the last moment of his life, he regretted it, regretted the things he had done before, regretted that he threatened Qin Yue, regretted that he did everything to make the Jian family prosper.

But no one heard his regrets again, and no one gave him a chance to change his mind and continue to be a man.

...

A passenger plane flying from Jiangbei to the capital of a certain African country crashed in the Atlantic Ocean. There were five passengers and crew on board. All crew members were rescued, but the whereabouts of the passengers were unknown, most likely buried in the Atlantic Ocean.

After the plane exploded, the residue fell into the sea. If nothing else, Jian Zhengtian, who had not had time to parachute, was blown to pieces, and even a complete body was not there.

In the evening, the bombing news dominated the headlines of major news.