Shen Hongxing took advantage of the night and came to her husband's grave.

"Guangji, I'll accompany you... I'm sorry for you. Mu Han, Mu Han will live. "

Shen Hongxing committed suicide holding the judgment and died in front of Jing Guangji's tombstone.

She left with a smile. Her body was found by the tomb keeper the next morning.

Nangong orange woke up at six in the morning. She got up and found it in LANWAN's bedroom.

How did she get back?

Clearly remember, she was with Jinnan?

Yes?

When Nangong orange was ready to call, she saw the message Jinnan gave her: everything is ready.

Great, Nangong orange is finally relieved.

How did she get back?

She's the only one in the bedroom. Isn't Ji Liangchuan there?

Forget it, she doesn't bother about it.

I don't know what happened to Shen Hongxing. Her phone is off. The landline at home didn't answer. Did the housekeeper sleep so dead?

Nangong orange was going to see her after dawn. She received a choking call from Hu qiner an hour later.

"My cousin was sentenced to death. Who knows... She died in the cemetery and committed suicide."

"Shen Hongxing?"

"Well, she left a suicide note, all the donations, and the group declared bankruptcy. The lawyer has been cleaning up the family property as entrusted, and all of them are dead... "

Nangong orange was shocked and didn't know what to say.

Shen Hongxing didn't say he was going to

No wonder you have to treat her to such an expensive lunch

She killed herself

"You're sorry!"

"I went to the wake!"

Nangong orange stagnated for a while, changed his clothes and went to Jing's house for a memorial.

He just missed Ji Yelin because the news of his son's illness and death in prison came to his ears. He fell ill and was sent to convalescence.

Ye Liya whispered with her son's picture in her arms, and was taken care of by the servant.

The same is true of the Qi family. There is no boom in the past for the copying of the family, the arrest of the arrest, the death of the death and the injury of the injury. The old man and the old lady of the Jing family both died at noon on the day Qi Yan was shot.

Qi Yan's parents were then taken away by his eldest son in a peaceful old age. The Qi family didn't want to come back for everything in Yin city.

Ji Yelin is seriously ill. His father and son relationship with Ji Liangchuan can no longer return to the past.

Ji Liangchuan went to the hospital to visit his father. In fact, he didn't want to go. He was dragged by his wife. According to his wife, he is your father. You should be kind to him.

"Aren't you disappointed that I'm not dead yet?"

Ji Liangchuan didn't speak, and Ji Yelin was even more angry.

"You sent all my two sons to the guillotine, and you were still with Nangong orange. If Nangong Sen didn't come out to mess around, they would still be alive..."

Ji Liangchuan didn't speak with a black face. Nangong stood at the door and didn't go in.

Now Ji Yelin can't listen to anyone.

"You are so self-cultivation!"

Ji Liangchuan said and left.

Ji Yilin can fall. This is his best way to vent.

"My son is gone..."

When they walked out of the distance, they could still hear Ji Yelin's voice and the figure of the nurse.

"Dad, can you go on like this?" Nangong orange looked worried. After all, he was old.

"It's all right. Ignore it." Ji Liangchuan is no longer angry. Let him fool around for a while.

Ji Liangchuan, who left the hospital, held his wife's shoulder in both hands and kissed her on the forehead.

"Thank you, wife. You are my lucky star. "

"Thank you, you are my lucky star. Come on, take me to the movies!

Ji Liangchuan easily crowded into the overcrowded cinema with his wife. This is the most comfortable and happy moment for him over the years!

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