It's just that it's not enough to give Jiang Mofeng such a little bit of power, he will definitely forget about this matter soon, and then it will lose any meaning.

Concubine Jun doesn't marry~ Weiwei: Sister Jian Yan, I'll help you get ahead this time, it's not bad, right? I hope you will let go of all your knots in the future and be a well-known designer, don't think about these things that don't have a match!

Yunmeng is still a person: ...... Do you think it's useful to solve Jiang Mofeng? You don't understand why I'm crazy. Moreover, you are simply powerless to contend with him, let alone wake me up.

Concubine Jun doesn't marry~ Weiwei: Then you can tell me, what are you crazy for.

Yunmeng is still a person: Is it useful to tell you? Anyway, someone is mine, why don't you rob me!

Lin Qiwei was speechless, what is it?

Before Lin Qiwei could reply, Jian Yan sent another message.

Yunmeng is still a person: lovesickness, forgetfulness, and the end of the world. Meet, know each other, and watch for nothing.

Lin Qiwei was stunned again, what happened? Lin Qiwei had to reply like this:

The concubine doesn't marry~ Weiwei: I'm sorry, Sister Jian Yan, I brought up your sadness.

Yunmeng is still a person: Okay, anyway, I will definitely face this matter from time to time. Now might as well tell you everything. I'll post an article I wrote the day before the festival in a while, and you'll know it after reading it.

Lin Qiwei was very confused, didn't the article be posted on Weibo?

Jian Yan sent Lin Qiwei a wo

d document, Lin Qiwei opened it, and saw a line of titles in her eyes, bright red and dazzling.

Flying flowers fall into a dream, and the "instrument" knots Jinlan.

And Lin Qiwei saw the following paragraph and instantly burst into tears.

At 2:37:54 p.m. today, I received the news of Shen Mengyi's passing. This is what her mother said to me herself, and I only know that I am separated from her.

At that moment, my heart was broken. She's none other than Mengyi, it's Mengyi, Mengyi who grew up with me since she was a child, how can she die?!

If it weren't for the fact that I still have the identity of a designer, if I didn't have to take charge of the entire designer association of country A, I am afraid that I would have accompanied her out of this world long ago.

It's just that it doesn't make much sense to live now, because my heart is dead.

Lin Qiwei looked at it, and her expression was very complicated.

There is no too much flowery language, but in just a few words, Lin Qiwei can see Jian Yan's sadness, Lin Qiwei finally knows what a wrong decision it should be for her to think that Jiang Mofeng caused this consequence regardless of the occasion......

She finally understands that for a woman, in addition to love, girlfriend love is also essential.

What a painful realization!

Yunmeng is still a person: I hate Jiang Mofeng...... Yes...... I can't die yet......

Lin Qiwei frowned, it seems that this matter also seems to have something to do with Jiang Mofeng?

Before Lin Qiwei could enter anything more, Jian Yan's avatar turned black again.

Lin Qiwei: "......"

Jian Yan is like this, every time she says something, she doesn't know what she says, and every time she goes offline, it's so weird. If it weren't for her understanding of Jian Yan, she would want to ask now, is this person a psychopath?

She knew that Jian Yan and Shen Mengyi's girlfriend relationship was not fake.

Anyway, she has been keeping an eye on Jiang Mofeng recently, and she must not make any more mistakes. She must seek justice for Jian Yan, Shen Mengyi died unjustly, and Jian Yan was not comfortable.

She continued to look at Jian Yan's article, which was not long, a thousand words, but it gave people a heart-rending feeling.

True feelings never need to be embellished with beautiful words and sentences. The kind of moaning without illness is all hypocrisy and pretentiousness.

This night, Lin Qiwei almost didn't sleep, and she slept in light sleep. She pondered Jian Yan's article repeatedly, in this bustling G City, even at night, there are all kinds of spotlights intertwined, and even more so within the Jiang nobles. It's just that living in such a city where the night is almost daytime is also a little lonely.

Lin Qiwei blamed herself more and more, she felt that she was a who forgot to envy...... Perhaps, she and Lin Rongwan shouldn't have existed.

It was also bitter for Lin Mingxiao, who was peeping at the door, and also put himself in his mother's grief, but he couldn't go in even to say "Lin Rongwan is not Lan Wangji's daughter".

Because, he couldn't explain how he knew.

As a seven-year-old child who is different from others, his life naturally cannot be generalized with those children.

He sighed, took out his mobile phone, logged in to QQ, and sent a message: Moxi, in?

Mo Xi: The young master has something to order.

Zhan Hui: I don't like your submissive appearance. Learn from Harumi and treat me as a friend.

Mo Xi waited for a long time before he replied faintly: How can I compare to Miss Qingmei, or she serves the young master thoughtfully, which is far from being comparable to the next.

Lin Mingxiao couldn't help but feel funny: Why does this sound so much like a harem competition for favor?

Zhan Hui: Moxi, do you usually stay awake at such a late night?

Moxi: Well, I can't sleep.

Mo Xi: By the way, your mother really traveled through the Demon World?

Zhan Hui: ...... Are you a demon fan?

Mo Xi: If the young master is taboo, then I won't mention it below.

Zhan Hui: It's okay, what's there to taboo.

Mo Xi: It's a casual mention below, and the young master doesn't want to say it below, so if you don't say it, it's okay.

Lin Mingxiao is really good-looking and unaccustomed to Moxi's tone, it looks as if she Moxi was born inferior, just like an ancient slave.

Zhan Hui: If you have something, just say it.

Moxi: That Lin Rongwan...... Hey, I'd love to get to know her.

Zhan Hui: Can't we have a good chat? Lin Rongwan Lin Rongwan all day long, how many times have you mentioned it to me?

Mo Xi: I just want to know. After all, not all one person can have such blessings.

If Lin Qiwei saw it, she would definitely beat Mo Xi to death: Blessing your sister's blessing!

At this moment, there is also Lu Yijun who can't sleep. She frowned: "Alas, I don't know if it succeeded, Jian Yan's little hooves died completely, don't leave me with trouble." ”

And Jian Yan naturally couldn't sleep at night, fell asleep, and still muttered in her mouth: "Mengyi...... I'm sorry for you......"

In fact, there is another person who can't sleep, and that is Jiang Mofeng.

Lin Qiwei didn't know how important the frame she shattered was to Jiang Mofeng. She shattered the frame like the last straw for a man on the verge of collapse.

As for that woman, she was Jiang Mofeng's childhood sweetheart's partner.

At that time, Jiang Mofeng was only three years old, but his IQ was no less than Lin Mingxiao. In this way, the only girl who can be worthy of him is naturally a girl with both talent and appearance.

However, Jiang Mofeng didn't care about this, at that time, there was no worldly strife in his eyes, and he met the girl in the frame, that is, Xu Huiyi, and it was just childhood fun.

He didn't know that his family did everything possible to obstruct it, just because Xu Huiyi was from a civilian background.

Therefore, the innocence of the two ordinary boys and girls is great news in the eyes of their families, and they are even afraid that Xu Huiyi will marry Jiang Mofeng in the future, so they will trap Jiang Mofeng's life......

Jiang Mofeng really didn't think of this at that time, he just purely thought that Xu Huiyi was so cute, like a ray of sunshine shining into his chest, making his whole world suddenly brighten.

At that time, Jiang Mofeng called her "Princess Huiyi", and she also called Jiang Mofeng "Prince Mofeng".

Jiang Mofeng couldn't help but laugh dumbly, those days in his childhood were really unbearable.

He would go to the trouble for one of her jokes, and she would pay attention to his every word and deed, and silently remember his every smile and smile, even if their backgrounds were very different.

Xu Huiyi only knew that Jiang Mofeng was the Prince Charming in her mind, and Jiang Mofeng only knew that Xu Huiyi was the Snow White in his mind - no, the only one who insisted on it.

However, at such a small age, how can they know what is the only thing and what is the perseverance?

Even one day, when the flowers were blooming in the garden, Xu Huiyi suddenly ran to Jiang Mofeng: "Mofeng, I'm obsessed with a very indescribable thing, my parents said it was a cult, but I don't think so." ”

Jiang Mofeng didn't ask what it was, just smiled indifferently: "What you are obsessed with is naturally a good thing." ”

"Do you really think so?" Xu Huiyi smiled, "I don't think it's a cult either." ”

And Jiang Mofeng's words captured her heart: "As long as you think it's good, whether it's a cult or not, then it's right." Isn't it, my princess Huiyi?"

Xu Huiyi was stunned for a moment, and raised a small face: "I knew that Mo Feng was still good to me." ”

"By the way, what is that cult you are talking about?" Fortunately, Jiang Mofeng was not stupid, but asked Xu Huiyi one more question.

Xu Huiyi quietly said the next four words, but she didn't expect that those four words were the beginning of all the troubles.

It was precisely because of the beauty of his childhood that Jiang Mofeng turned a blind eye to Lu Yijun's vicious behavior, and even connived at her, because he still stubbornly waited for Xu Huiyi, and even thought that some things were worth cherishing.

In fact, Jiang Mofeng understood in his heart that those four words were a bloody night.

This also explains that Lu Yijun's post bar name is "Bloody Blur and Slight Love", which is adapted from the once famous Tanmei novel of Blood Night Miscellaneous.

Lu Yijun is really in love with a certain Tanmei novel, but this book is a bloody night.

And the Demon Dao Patriarch ...... For the people of country A, it is overseas literature after all. And the bloody night is the literature of the country. Naturally, we should vigorously carry forward our own literature, and we should not blindly worship foreign countries.

It's just that in today's country A, Jiang Mofeng wants to manage it, but there is nothing he can do.

Then leave it alone, let go of all this black history - but you can't let go!

I don't know why, Jiang Mofeng, as a man, was born with a soft spot for Tan Meiwen, was he brainwashed by Xu Huiyi at that time? Or is he a double himself?

Recalling the trivial things of his childhood, even he himself was a little unsure.

Yan Shiyong was also used to going to bed late, but she didn't expect what these people were thinking. And Xian Leyi is also boring on Weibo, bored.

This night, for almost everyone related to Lin Qiwei, it was like a dream.