Her voice was hoarse and low, and those who listened were sad.

The crowd of onlookers took pictures with their mobile phones.

"Isn't she Shen Qianshu?"

"Yes, she is Shen Qianshu, what does she have to do with Yeling?"

"Shen Qianshu and Yeling have a leg, didn't you hear what she just said, it's your fiancée?"

"It's really pitiful, she hasn't married Yeling yet, Yeling is dead, otherwise she can inherit Yeling's inheritance. ”

"Why are you so vicious? ”

"Isn't it? Yeling has a net worth of 100 billion, if you marry him, won't you be able to inherit his inheritance? What is the use of a fiancée, Yeling is dead, she can't get anything, it's all empty. ”

"Yeling's bones are not cold, so you can say a word. ”

"No matter what you say about the little fairy, I'm fighting with you!"

The discussion of others pierced Shen Qianshu's heart, how ironic, when a person dies, the only thing that bystanders care about is his inheritance, he is dead, what is the use of wanting his inheritance.

His people are her biggest asset in this life.

She didn't believe that Yeling was dead, he didn't believe that the scorched corpse was Yeling, and he would never believe it!

Shen Qianshu forcefully ordered himself to cheer up, ignoring the obstruction of others, and walked towards the charred corpse, the corpse was already unrecognizable, and the height was about the same as Yeling, because it was burnt, and it was impossible to distinguish it.

"This is not the Night Tomb, it is definitely not the Night Tomb!"

Suddenly, a piece of thing caught her attention, Shen Qianshu slowly squatted down, as if in slow motion, in the hand of the charred corpse, she saw a piece of Lalimar stone, round little chubby heart, unique, acacia beans have been scorched, the three-life rope has also been burned, only this energy stone remains, lying alone next to the corpse, Shen Qianshu's eyes were dark, she remembered the day when she was basking in the sun.

Shen Qianshu held his wrist, put it to his lips, and kissed it gently, the three-life rope was in his wrist, very beautiful and beautiful, Shen Qianshu had an indescribable satisfaction, she pointed to Lalima's fat heart and said, "Sir, it's good that you wear my heart on your hand!"

Yeling said, "As long as I live, he will be in my hands." ”

Shen Qianshu's eyes were dark, and she almost fainted, someone gave her a cold slap in the face, shattering her dream, and she would never come back. She always felt that this was a scam, how could Yeling die so easily, it was definitely a scam, she cooperated with Zhong Ran very well and made this scene enough. She has built her heart for herself countless times, Zhong Ran must have lied to her, as long as she deceived her, she could deceive everyone, Zhong Ran's tears and sadness must be fake, she told herself desperately.

All this is fake.

In broad daylight, so many people are watching, and they must have done enough to do the show.

Until she saw the stone.

The stone she gave to Yeling.

She said to Yeling, "This is my heart."

Yeling said that as long as I live, he must be in my hands.

Even if Yeling wanted to make a scam, he wouldn't ruin the bracelet.

"Mr. ......"

She suddenly felt a little fishy sweetness in her throat, and her eyes turned black for a while, Mu Yuan hurriedly walked over and half-hugged her, "Miss Shen, you ......"

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Shen Qianshu's lips, and the whole person was sluggish and unresponsive.

Her world, full of wind and snow, her lover, separated by yin and yang.

The whole world has become a grave. [End of Chapter]