Five years have passed -

Song Qingan was finally sent to prison by Murong Jing, but after coming out of prison, Song Qingan was different from before, she understood a lot and let go of a lot, the day she was released from prison happened to be her sister's death day, so she changed into new clothes and bought a bouquet of her sister's favorite stars. I took a car and went to Ling Shi's tomb.

Ten minutes later, when he entered, Song Qingan took a deep breath and walked in with a smile on his face.

She walked to Song Wanwan's grave, knelt down, and said, "Sister, I've come to see you, in these four years of prison, I've thought a lot and found that I've done a lot wrong, but the ending is already here, and I can't change it, but I hope that when I meet you in the next life, I will be a pair of good sisters with you, better than anyone else, okay?" ”

"Good ......," Song Wanwan said with the last bit of soul in five years.

Song Qingan seemed to hear it, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, put down the starry sky and left. Of course, she also thought about a decision.

Since Song Qing'an was imprisoned, Murong Jing has been like a machine every day, with no smile, only an indifferent face, and works 12 hours.

There are photos of Song Wanwan on the work desk, her favorite starry sky, at home, her room, someone will take care of it every day, and the costume jewelry will be renovated every once in a while, but there is only one thing that is not, that is, her ring.

"Call Xuan to come to my office, I have something to tell him."

After a while, Murong Xuan came and said with a smile, "Brother, what's the matter?" ”

"I'm going to Paris, that's where your sister-in-law wants to go the most, and I haven't been there because of work, so now the company will ask you."

"Brother, have you thought about it?"

"I didn't think about what I said, by the way, I was telling them that someone would move things away at three o'clock in the afternoon. The ticket is for half past six this afternoon. ”

"Okay."

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Song Qingan went to the airport in a black dress, and Murong Jing had just arrived, and they didn't find each other, and even if they did, they were treated as strangers.

"Notice, the flight to Paris is about to take off, please board the plane as soon as possible"

"You don't have to send it, it's not like I won't come."

Murong Jing couldn't guess that he really wouldn't come back.

"Okay, bye, Jing, come back early"

After getting on the plane, Murong Jing turned his phone into airplane mode, of course, he didn't know that Song Qing'an was behind his seat.

Two hours after takeoff, **** suddenly came during the flight, which affected the flight, and the plane had an accident, resulting in the death of all passengers on this flight.

It didn't take long for this news to be reported, "During this flight, we found that Murong Jing, the former president of Dingsheng Group, was also among them......"

Seeing this news, not only everyone in the Murong family, but also Murong Jing's brothers, and all those who had come into contact with him expressed regret.

At this moment, Murong Jing was still asleep, when he woke up again......