Jing Wenyuan called from the cemetery and said that his parents' tombstone had been splashed with red paint, and a large piece of the tombstone had been broken.

Jing Wenyuan and Wang Yun arrived, the tombstone was broken, and there was red paint all around, and it was a mess. He stood in front of the tombstone, his fists clenched, his lips trembling with anger.

Wang Yun knew the seriousness of this matter, and she asked the person in charge. "Who did it? Did anyone catch it?"

The person in charge said apologetically: "Not yet, it should have happened last night." The last patrol didn't notice anything wrong, and when the first patrol saw it early this morning, we called you right away. The police have also come. ”

"Isn't there a camera here?" Wang Yun remembered that there was a surveillance device when she came in through the gate.

The person in charge was dressed a little thinly, he rubbed his hands and stomped his feet gently. "There is a place to enter the door. It may be that he hid somewhere during the day and didn't go out, and moved his hand at night. Hey~ Who would have thought that such a bold person would come here to play a prank. ”

"Is there anyone else's tombstone that should not be destroyed?" Jing Wenyuan touched the words on the tombstone that had not been knocked out, and the paint was still a little dry.

"No, just your parents. Our staff has seen it all. ”

The person in charge pulled the collar up a little and shrunk his neck in. "Mr. Jing, did you offend someone, why did you come at you?"

Before Jing Wenyuan could speak, Wang Yun had a seizure. "What are you talking about? Do you want to shirk responsibility? We haven't said that you have taken care of it, but we will first put the problem on us!"

The person in charge is not a strong person, he was really murdered, and he didn't dare to say anything. "Don't worry, I'll just ask casually. It's not a collective effort, a variety of possibilities. ”

The person in charge has a kind of vegetables that are pulled into the basket, no matter what he said is right or not, anyway, everything he can think of in his head is said.

"Are you asking casually, are we stupid?" Wang Yun is an unreasonable and cunning person, and now she is even more unrelenting.

"Wang Yun, forget it. Jing Wenyuan took Wang Yun's hand, shook his head, and signaled not to embarrass the person in charge.

Wang Yun is not ready to put out the fire yet. "Originally, even if it was for us, we paid so many management fees every year, is this money paid for nothing?"

Wang Yun was forcibly pulled behind him by Jing Wenyuan.

"When will my parents' tombstones be repaired as soon as possible?"

"Next month, it's almost the winter solstice, and we have a bit of a workload. The person in charge simply tucked both hands into his sleeves.

"How long will it take for us to repair it at our own expense?" Jing Wen was far from detouring, and his words were straightforward.

This time, the person in charge is in a dilemma. "Your parents' monument was made like this, knocking and splashing paint. This must be redone, and the words on it must be repainted......"

Jing Wenyuan took out his wallet from his pocket.

The person in charge saw Jing Wenyuan take out his wallet and stretched his hand out of the two sleeves.

Jing Wenyuan didn't know how much money he had pumped from it, but it didn't seem to be less. "This is my private thank you, help me get it in a week, and I won't lose any of the money I should pay. ”

Of course, the person in charge was moved, otherwise how could he take out his frozen and stiff hands, but this is not a glorious thing after all, he still hesitated.

Jing Wenyuan stuffed the money into the hands of the person in charge. "Take us to the surveillance, at the gate. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll take you there!"

The person in charge put the money in the inner pocket of his jacket and diligently opened the way in front, like an agent who introduced houses to the living.

Jing Wenyuan looked back at his parents' graves in three steps.

The surveillance looked at it for two hours, found nothing, and found nothing.

They arrived at the cemetery early in the morning, and it was already afternoon when they drove away.

On the way back was Wang Yun's car. "Do you want to find a place to eat, you haven't eaten anything since morning. ”

"No appetite. Jing Wenyuan's elbow propped up on the car window, propping up his head.

"Then let's go home. Wang Yun stopped at the intersection and prepared to turn around and go home.

"No, don't go home today. We've just been to that kind of place, don't bring unclean things home, my son is still young, and we'll go home when the bad luck clears. Let Auntie take it. ”

Wang Yun couldn't listen to this kind of nonsense, but when it came to her son, she would rather believe it than not, so she had to compromise.

……

The lights paved an endless sea of stars, and Jing Wenyuan stood in front of the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows.

Wang Yun felt that Jing Wenyuan had been depressed for a long time. "Haven't you recovered yet?"

Jing Wenyuan put one hand in his pants pocket and sighed dullly.

"Jing Wenyuan, since the birth of my son, you have changed so fast that I don't know you. Wang Yun just swiped her phone and looked at her son's photo, and now she put the phone down.

"Have you really known me?" this question came from Jing Wenyuan's heart.

"I know you're in a bad mood, but I didn't do it. Besides, I still can't figure out why you hate your father so much, why do you bury him with your mother?"

Jing Wenyuan turned her back to Wang Yun, she couldn't see the sadness on Jing Wenyuan's face, she only heard his resentment by her own feelings.

Jing Wenyuan put his other hand into his trouser pocket. "The two of us met because of hatred and ambition. Our marriage, our sons, are the product of our love for each other, just to satisfy our own selfish desires. ”

Jing Wenyuan raised his head and looked at the dark sky. "Have we ever opened our hearts to each other and surrendered our truest selves to each other?

Wang Yun has seen Jing Wenyuan play ruthlessly, and she has also heard him talk endlessly, but she has never seen it so deep as today.

Wang Yun walked to Jing Wenyuan's side. "What's wrong with you, you can't really get something unclean out there, right?"

Wang Yun touched Jing Wenyuan's forehead, in her consciousness, everything that is wrong should always have a fever first.

Jing Wenyuan stepped aside from his forehead. "I'm normal, not evil. ”

"Since there's nothing wrong, why are you talking about this?" Wang Yun didn't understand even more.

Jing Wenyuan turned to face Wang Yun and put his hands on her shoulders. "If I divorce you, will you agree?"

Wang Yun pushed Jing Wenyuan away in fear, his eyes full of disbelief. "You're really crazy!"

This room is a suite, Wang Yun picked up her mobile phone on the sofa, ran into the room as if she was running for her life, and locked the door.

After another two minutes, Wang Yun opened the door and threw a quilt and pillow out, and quickly closed the door.

In the suite, Wang Yun sat on the bed and searched with her mobile phone, and the symptoms of being possessed by ghosts were clicked on one by one, becoming more and more scary.

Wang Yun was terrified, but she stubbornly looked down.

Outside the suite, Jing Wenyuan still stood at the window as if he was frozen. He never believed that people have retribution, he only calculated the cost and price of doing things. And today, when the tombstones of his parents were splashed with paint, the bright red color caught his eyes, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Suddenly, at that moment, he began to believe in retribution, two words that he once thought were superstitious and nonsense. You have to find the latest chapters by yourself to read books?