"Lin Shao." Yin Cheng, who had just finished answering the phone, stood at the door and stretched out his hand to Lin Qiao with a smile.

"Chairman Yin." Lin Qiao stretched out his hands and shook them, smiling gently, "Congratulations to Chairman Yin, you have turned evil into good fortune." ”

"Thank you!"

"Sister, the strawberries I specially washed for you are big and red." Yin Tingyu smiled and handed the strawberry in his hand to Yin Qian.

After two days of rest at home, he has recovered.

After finishing speaking, he remembered that it was not polite, so he stretched out the plate in front of Lin Qiao: "Lin Shao also tasted it?" ”

Lin Qiao took one and thanked him with a smile: "Thank you." ”

Yin Tingyu handed the plate to the photographer and the reporter again, and after they took two each, he stuffed it into Yin Qian's hand with confidence: "Sister, you hurry up and taste it." ”

"I'm sorry, Tingyu has always been sticky to Yin Qian, let you see the joke. Let's sit on the couch and talk? Yin Cheng laughed helplessly and made a "please" gesture.

"Sister and brother have a deep relationship, and no matter how many people envy them, they can't envy them."

Lin Qiao followed him into the living room, and after sitting down on the sofa, he instructed the photographer and the female reporter to start preparing.

took a piece of paper from the female reporter and handed it to Yin Cheng: "Chairman Yin, this is a question that will be asked later, you can take a look first." If there is something that you find inconvenient, we can discuss it. ”

"It's okay." Yin Cheng calmly pushed the paper back, "You can ask anything, there's nothing to hide." ”

Yin Qian and Yin Tingyu sat on the two-seater sofa next to them.

"Will you be in the camera?" Yin Qian asked in a low voice.

"I want to explain the photo on the Internet that says I mistreated rice cakes." Yin Tingyu took a strawberry and took a bite, "By the way, when I had breakfast today, I told my parents something, and I haven't had time to tell you yet." ”

Yin Cheng's interview has begun, Yin Qian glanced at it, and asked more quietly: "What's the matter?" ”

"The thing about rice cakes. Although the rice cake is the child of Jiang Ming's woman, it is still used as a weapon to attack me. But he was a three-year-old child, innocent and sick. So I thought, since the Foundation's project on autistic children has not stopped, we should continue to fund his follow-up treatment, right? Sister, what do you think? ”

Yin Qian was stunned for two seconds, and there was a bit of seriousness between her eyebrows: "This is your idea?" Or Mom & Dad's? ”

"Mine." Yin Tingyu sniffed lightly, "Isn't it a bit of a virgin?" ”

"Don't you hate him?"

"Rice cakes? I hate him for what he does, he's only three years old and doesn't know anything. And he is quite pitiful, he has been sick since he was a child, and he was used as a tool of revenge by Jiang Ming's woman. Yin Tingyu said, disgust for Jiang Ming in his eyes.

Yin Qian laughed out loud and patted his arm with satisfaction: "It seems that he has really grown up, I agree with your idea." What about Mom and Dad? Did they agree? ”

"Agreed." Yin Tingyu nodded, "But my mother said that I want to send the rice cakes to a professional hospital abroad for treatment, and when I am older, I will continue to pay for my studies and living expenses." Our Yin family can sponsor rice cakes until they graduate from college, and they will tell him everything about Jiang Ming and Yin Jiangyue in the future. Whether he hates us or something else is up to him. ”

Yin Qian pursed the corners of her mouth and thought for a while: "I support my mother's approach, but will Jiang Ming agree to send rice cakes abroad?" ”

"Mom said that after Hua Chengyuan's funeral, she would talk to Jiang Ming in person. If Jiang Ming doesn't agree, then let her be. ”

"Well, but we have one condition."

"What?"

"If Jiang Ming agrees with our approach, then she can't go to see Rice Cake until he is an adult. We can send a photo of the rice cake to Jiang Ming every month. Yin Qian spoke calmly.

Yin Tingyu hesitated a little: "But they are mother and son after all-"

"If Jiang Ming often goes to see rice cakes, can you guarantee that he won't become the second Yin Jiangyue?"

Hearing this, Yin Tingyu immediately agreed: "Okay, I'll talk to my mother later, and let her make it clear when she talks to Jiang Ming." ”

Yin Qian nodded and looked at Yin Cheng, who was being interviewed.

"Chairman Yin, can you tell me about the current situation of your second daughter Yin Jiangyue?" The female reporter sat up straight and asked in a calm tone.

Yin Cheng's gaze suddenly became complicated.

I took a sip of the teacup on the coffee table before I replied in a calm voice: "I only saw the things at the signing ceremony that day. First of all, I'm very sorry that this kind of thing happened and caused discomfort to all the reporters and people who saw the video at the time. Secondly, I should really self-examine, I am usually busy with work and do not care enough about the children.

Jiang Yue is currently being treated in the hospital, and the doctor diagnosed that she has caused irreversible damage to her brain because of taking drugs for a long time. After being violently stimulated, they will make crazy out-of-control actions. As for Hua Chengyuan, because his parents died, I will hold a funeral for him in a few days. ”

"Brain damage, what does Chairman Yin mean that Yin Jiangyue has mental problems?" The reporter asked with some surprise, "And about your prospective son-in-law Hua Chengyuan, you don't seem to feel sad about his misfortune at all?" ”

She reacted completely subconsciously, and when she finished asking, she realized that such a question was a bit blunt, and she glanced at Lin Qiao with some uneasiness.

"Uncle Li." Yin Qian smiled lightly and looked at Lin Qiao: "Lin Shao." ”

In the coffin, Hua Chengyuan was wearing the suit he wore on the day of his engagement to Yin Jiangyue.

In another 10 minutes, he will be pushed to be cremated, and his ashes will be transported directly to the cemetery.

Since then, there has been no such person as Hua Chengyuan in the world.

"Nan Baobao, in fact, I really imagined his mourning hall before." Qian Qianqian sat on the edge of the door, looking at the sunflowers in the room, "When I knew that he was messing with Yin Jiangyue before he broke up with you, I thought, it's best for him to be hit by a car one day!" Then I was in his mourning hall and yelled at him. ”

"I think he'd better be able to get through the jail." Yin Qian, who was dressed in dark gray, looked at her and gently bent the corners of her mouth.

"Actually, I still want to scold him now, but it's completely pointless and a waste of my strength." Qian Qianqian held her chin with one hand, and suddenly saw the person coming from the gate, her eyes widened, "Nanbao, Cheng Xiaoxiao is here!" ”

Yin Qian followed the sound and looked over, and Cheng Xiaoxiao, who was wearing a black filial piety suit, walked over, handcuffed and handcuffed.

Behind him, he was followed by two policemen in police uniforms.

Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't seem to see them at all, and walked straight towards the coffin at the front of the mourning hall.

When he was less than a meter away from the coffin, his feet suddenly softened, and he knelt straight on the ground, with a crisp sound of "bang".

She propped her hands on the ground, lowered her head, and it took a long time before she got up with her hands and feet.

Walking forward step by step, I was already in tears.

Cheng Xiaoxiao stood next to the coffin, looked at Hua Chengyuan with a calm face inside, and stretched out his hand to caress his face.

She remembered the day he lay in his arms covered in blood and swallowed his last breath, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably, like a sieve.

"I'm sorry! Ayuan, I'm sorry! She whispered, her voice shaky, "It's my sister's fault, it's all my sister's fault!" I'm sorry! ”