The next moment, Ji Xiaoyou, who was chilling, didn't think about it, and pressed down the recorder again.

"Why? Tell me, why are you doing this? “

This time, Ji Changsheng's emotions obviously became excited, and his volume increased several degrees, distorted and sharp, shouting to the point of heartbreaking.

"Why, it's not because of your good daughter, a poor and humble family background, but relying on a good skin that looks good, pretending to be weak and pitiful to seduce Fan Yijian. Standing in the way of my daughter, you say, do you deserve to die? Should the little Beyer you gave birth to deserve to die? “

Under the emotional anger, Ji Mei's and Russia suddenly lost their temper, their faces turned red, the blue tendons on their foreheads were concave, and they yelled with all their might.

actually has the face to say, and the face to ask, in her opinion, all this is the fault of Ji Xiaoyou, the little Bei people, not her, how could she and Wu Yingxuan have trouble sleeping and eating, and were forced to make such a decision?

But who knows, at this moment, without any warning, there was a "pop", and the wall lamp suddenly turned on again. It was faint, but it finally dispelled the darkness of a place.

Almost at the same time, Ji Xiaoyou and Wang Mei, who had very different expressions, both turned their heads and subconsciously looked over.

I saw that Fan Yichen was silent, and at some point, he quietly appeared next to the socket.

At this time, his brows were furrowed, and his originally cold and handsome face was even more cold, gloomy as if it could drip water.

His eyes were gloomy, mixed with sharpness, and he stared coldly at Ji Mei'e's body for a moment.

Because he was worried about Ji Xiaoyou, he deliberately came over to take a look. He didn't hear what happened before, but he completely heard Ji Mei's last roar.

The chill and truth represented in it are self-evident and extremely scary.

"Yiji, I'm so scared!"

After a short period of stunned, Ji Xiaoyou's face was pale, with tears in his eyes, and he looked frightened, and he plunged into Fan Yijian's arms.

The originally delicate body is now getting thinner and thinner, which can't help but make people feel pity.

Seeing this, Fan Yichen's heart tightened, and he instinctively backhanded her and hugged her tightly.

What he didn't notice was that Ji Xiaoyou's name for him had changed a lot unconsciously, no longer a "brother-in-law", but affectionately called him by his name.

"The lights suddenly went dark just now. Somehow, my aunt suddenly lost control of her emotions, yelled and said a lot of strange things, and I was so scared. What do you mean, you say? ”

Raising his head tremblingly, looking at his cold and perfect arc, Ji Xiao asked with palpitations.

Hearing this, I saw Fan Yijian's eyes sink, and the cold color became a little thicker.

"Trace, Trace, you listen to me, things are not what you think. Just now...... I was so sad just now. So...... That's why they talk nonsense. ”

was stared at, Ji Mei's heart was empty, and she was busy opening her mouth to explain.

At this time, she looked embarrassed, like a trapped beast, rushing left and right to struggle, but unfortunately, she couldn't find the direction at all, and it was all in vain.

"Huh! It seems that the aunt is overly sad, so the nerves are a little confused. ”

After a long time, Fan Yichen opened his mouth, and although his detached tone seemed sarcastic, he pretended to be deaf and dumb because of his concerns, and did not poke at the truth.

When the words fell, Ji Xiaoyou's pupils narrowed slightly, and his disappointed look flashed at an extremely fast speed.

But in the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace, and was well hidden by her.

On the other hand, the United States and Russia are invisibly relieved. She knew that the two families were too involved in business, and Fan Yichen had always been suppressed by the old lady of the Fan family, sometimes she was constrained everywhere, and there were many things she wanted to worry about, so she naturally would not be as reckless as a hairy boy.

Thinking of this, she was proud in her heart, narrowed her eyes, remained silent, and secretly glanced at Ji Xiaoyou provocatively, full of sarcasm.

Seeing this, although Ji Xiaoyou's face was expressionless, his eyes were cold, and when his eyes were facing each other, he was not to be outdone.

"Alright, Xiaoyu, let's go out! Don't disturb Auntie's rest, besides, the air here is so muddy that it's disgusting. ”

Then, Fan Yichen lowered his head, looked at Ji Xiaoyou gently, and changed his words.

Hearing this, Ji Xiaoyou didn't have any extra words, but nodded obediently.

The next moment, he hugged her tightly, without looking at Ji Mei's Russia, and the two strode away without looking back.

Looking at the slender and bewitching, bird-like back, Ji Mei's hand on the sofa tightened little by little, and he didn't even know that his nails were in the flesh.

With a hideous look on her face, she hated her teeth so much that she was not a person who believed in ghosts and gods. Now that she thinks about it carefully, the scene just now, she can already confirm that it was Ji Xiaoyou, a little Bei people, who did it.

Damn it! After all, she really underestimated her.

"Xiaoyu, are you alright! Were you scared just now? “

When he came to the outer room, Fan Yichen hurriedly stopped, pulled Ji Xiaoyou over, supported her shoulders with his broad hands, lowered his head, and hurriedly asked with concern.

Hearing this, Ji Xiaoyou raised his head, looked at him with a lonely expression, moved the corners of his lips, and stopped talking, but in the end, he shook his head gently.

Seeing this, Fan Yichen's heart froze, and it was vaguely very uncomfortable, what she thought in her heart, how could he not know.

After sighing inaudibly, he secretly swore in his heart: "Xiaoyou, don't worry, one day, I will definitely seek justice for you."

It's just not now.

Just when the two of them were thinking heavily and were speechless to each other, a man in black quickly walked over, came to Fan Yijian, and stood still.

Then he lowered his head and said respectfully: "Young master, the directors of the listed group have finished their condolences, and before leaving, I want to see you and say hello."

"Yiji, you hurry up!"

Hearing this, Ji Xiaoyou hurriedly took the opportunity to say. Now that the old ones are over, it's time to meet the younger ones again.

"Good! Xiaoyou, I'll go back as soon as I go, don't run around, just wait for me here! “

Seeing this, Fan Yichen nodded slightly, and while he said gently, he raised his hand and dotingly brushed off the strands of broken hair hanging on her cheeks.

After doing this, he reluctantly followed his black-clothed subordinates in the direction of the other side.

Looking at his back as he walked away, the shallow smile on Ji Xiaoyou's face instantly converged, cold as frost, and did not fall to any temperature.

The next moment, he resolutely turned around, with a thick killing intent wrapped up and down, and wanted to walk in the direction of the main hall of the mourning hall.

However, before he could take two steps, he suddenly heard Fan Yichen's cold voice.

"Lock the door of the room in the back hall where Ji Mei's and Russia are staying from the outside, and then pull the electric switch inside for Ben Shao. Without Ben Shao's orders, Ji Meiio was howling to death inside, and he was not allowed to open the door for her, do you understand? “

"Yes! Subordinates will do it! “

Although the voice was neither light nor heavy, it was still accurate when the wind blew, and it reached Ji Xiaoyou's ears without falling to the ground.

Immediately, her steps froze, and the corners of her lips rose, evoking a deep but playful arc.

When Ji Xiaoyou came to the main hall of the mourning hall, he found that with Fan Yichen's departure, the people who came to mourn had also left, and Wu Yingxuan was the only one who knelt alone in front of the mourning hall.

Looking from the back, she was leaning over, and her whole person looked wilted and weak, just like the frosted eggplant.

And this kind of appearance is like two people who are high, incomparable, noble and generous in their daily lives.

"Why is my cousin in such a decayed appearance, has she been kneeling for a long time, and she is already a little tired?"

Raising his legs and stepping in, while walking in with a slow pace, Ji Xiaoyou was lukewarm and sarcastic.

When the words fell, I saw Wu Yingxuan's shoulders tremble slightly, and her whole body couldn't help but become tense.

The next moment, with a gloomy look of resentment, she turned her head suddenly.

glared at Ji Xiaoyou viciously, gritted his teeth and asked, "Little Bei Ren, what are you doing here?" ”

Up and down, exuding a thick aura. Among them, it is mixed with involuntary and heartfelt vigilance.

"I'm coming to see you, cousin! After settling my aunt, no, I'm starting to think about you again. I think you have been pampered since you were a child, and you have been well-fed. Kneeling down so hard, your body must be unbearable, right? ”

Regardless of her bad attitude, Ji Xiaoyou sneered softly, and as she spoke, she had already come to her and stood firmly.

Condescendingly, with eyes wide open, ill-willed, and looked at her coldly.

"Bei Huren, you don't cry here and fake mercy. Escape is not here, put away your disgusting disgusting face. Get lost! Immediately get out of the way for Grandma Ben, Grandma Ben doesn't want to see you like this. ”

A few words full of sarcasm invisibly suddenly stabbed Wu Yingxuan's sensitive and fragile glass heart, causing her blood to surge, and her face turned red.

Now that this billet of Bei Hu dares to come and laugh at her, how can she not be angry? Not angry? Not crazy?

Seeing this, Ji Xiaoyou's lips sneered, and after looking at her coldly, he didn't say anything immediately, then turned his head and walked two steps to the offering table.

Twisted out three sticks of incense from the incense box, lit them, and slowly bowed three times to Ji Changsheng's spiritual appearance.

Looking at the shallow smile and the gray and white image of himself dotingly, Ji Xiao bit the corner of his lip stubbornly, his pupils shrank sharply, and his heart was sour for a while.

From then on, she was completely orphaned and helpless. When she goes home in the evening, no one will light a lamp for her to illuminate the dark road home ahead.