The husband and wife are very affectionate, after the death of his grandfather, Jiang Feng was in charge of the company, and he has been conscientious, and he has also taken good care of Jiang Xiaocha until last month, when He Huanhuan died in a car accident.

Who would have expected that Jiang Feng said that he had a marriage before he entered the family, married Wan Zhenni, and gave birth to Jiang Ling'er. It was because He Huanhuan forced him to get married, he was afraid of the He family's revenge, so he had to divorce and join the He family, after He Huanhuan died in a car accident, Jiang Feng quickly welcomed Wan Zhenni and Jiang Linger into the door.

Jiang Xiaocha didn't believe all this and thought it was a scam, she went to investigate the matter herself, and got the evidence, and was hit and killed by Jenny Wan's car on the way home.

It's a scam!

As soon as she died, their deception was once again a secret. Now their family of three is happy and will have a wedding soon, but her mother bears the notoriety of being rude, willful, domineering and viciously breaking apart other people's families.

"Mom, I'll get justice for you. ”

The sound of conversation came, someone came, Jiang Xiaocha wiped her tears, and hid behind a big tree, the real her is dead, now she is Jiang Cha, even if she asks for justice, she can't startle the snake.

I thought that her first seven, Jiang Feng would come over to take a look even if she was kind, but the person who waited for her was a grand scene.

The grand scene?

Jiang Xiaocha, "......"

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Sheng Jing was wearing a black suit, holding a bouquet of purple-blue irises in his hand, and the dappled sunlight in the forest fell on his face, adding a bit of the coldness of the cemetery, and his whole person seemed even more unapproachable. Sheng Jing slowly walked to Jiang Xiaocha's tombstone and put down the irises.

Jiang Xiaocha picked at the bark with a blank expression.

What the hell?

She doesn't know Sheng Jing, oh, she knows, she knows everything about Sheng Jing, picking up Sheng Jing's black material on the Internet, and reciting Sheng Jing's life backwards, to be honest, Sheng Jing cherishes feathers very much, and it has been eight years since her debut, there are almost no scandals, and she doesn't like to socialize, and there are no scandals, she is very compelling, although it is traffic, it is also a powerful faction.

She is the biggest black fan of Shengjing.

Almost every day, she will be torn by the scenery, and every time Sheng Jing and Pan Sen have a battle for the position, she will definitely throw money to give Pan Sen the biggest card.

Shengjing's official studio has privately messaged her many times if she wants to reconcile, little sister.

After the talks broke down, she and the studio tore up.

Now, she's dead.

Her hand-torn counterpart came to send her flowers and sweep the grave.

This...... What kind of fantasy plot is this?

Jiang Xiaocha couldn't help but doubt herself, did she miss any episode of her life? Did she have amnesia? Did she and Sheng Jing have any contact except for the intersection on the Internet?

A person who was on the hot search by her shook black material was frantically torn by the fans of the opposite family, she enlarged the photo to find black spots, and the opponent who was torn by her countless times sent warmth after her death, which ...... What kind of fairy is this?

Do you wish her all the best and goodbye?

After all, when she died, the leader of Shengjing's black fans fell, and the black powder support group that finally got together fell.

Thinking about it this way, it is also worth a bouquet of flowers.

The purple-blue iris is her favorite flower.

This year, idols even know what black fans like the most?

Sheng Jing didn't stay for a long time, and whispered a few words, Jiang Xiaocha couldn't hear it clearly, Xiaoxi was waiting for him below, the two left together, Jiang Xiaocha came out from behind the big tree, this was the only bouquet of flowers in her first seven.

"Spectacular ......"

Jiang Xiaocha came out of the cemetery and walked a long way without calling a car, so tired that her legs were weak