"Jun Moyan has said so, then don't worry about it, people sleep in the same bed every day, what's the problem Jun Moyan can't see?"

"No, I don't suspect that Miss Wen has a problem, I just don't feel at ease and can't figure it out."

"There are a lot of things in this world that you can't figure out, and there are many things you don't know, people have a long life, it's not a good thing to live too clearly, some things don't know, don't know, will live much easier."

Tsing Yi looked at the drunkard who was lying flat and looking at the ceiling, and once again felt the strangeness and distance between himself and him.

What the hell is there you that you can't tell me?

Do you know that I feel very uncomfortable looking at you like this?

You won't tell me anything, do you know that every time you say something that doesn't match your usual hippie smile, even when I usually see you silent for a few minutes, I get very worried.

Tsing Yi rolled over and turned his back to the drunkard.

The drunkard who was looking at the ceiling in a daze looked sideways at Tsing Yi, who was facing away from him, his eyes darkened a little, with a little guilt.

He didn't say anything, withdrew his gaze, and continued to look at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

Neither of them spoke or slept again, so they each pretended to be concerned until dawn......

And those who can't sleep like them are those of the Jun family.

In the hospital—

Old Man Jun made countless phone calls, and finally called Jun Qing over.

Hearing that Old Man Jun was going to hold a funeral for Jun Wuxuan so soon, and asked him not to continue to fight against the Shangguan family, Jun Qing was about to slam the door and leave.

It was Jun Wuchen's father who grabbed him.

"Big brother, the autopsy report is clearly written, his death has nothing to do with anyone, you have no reason to put the responsibility on Guan Yu, besides, you don't know what Shangguan Yu's identity is, it's just a waste of time to continue, let's let Wu Yu be buried first."

"It's not your son who died, of course you said it easily." Jun Qing was still in grief and indignation, and when he heard Jun Yan's words, he saw Jun Wuchen who was living well on the side, and immediately said such a sentence without thinking.

In other words, any father would be angry when he heard such words, not to mention Jun Yan, who already owed too much to his son.

Jun Yan was immediately annoyed.

Not only Jun Yan, but Master Jun was also angry: "Jun Qing, what did you say." ”

"Am I wrong? My eldest son died, and my youngest son was killed with his own hands, can you understand my feelings?! Every time Jun Qing thinks of this, his heart is as uncomfortable as a knife.

"One of you is his own uncle, the other is his own grandfather, if you don't avenge him and let him die in vain, you still have to stop me, and you have to say that I am not and let the murderer get away with it, what do you think." Jun Qing roared at them.

"It's going to be like this, and you, as a father, are also responsible, isn't this what you're used to?!" Jun Yan is away all the year round, and he and his wife are keen on science all their lives and don't care about family affairs.

But he knew very well what was going on at home.

Jun Wuxian has been lawless since he was a child, if Jun Qing was in charge of it, how could there be today.

Besides, the court has already given a clear statement that Jun is unharmed, it is not that he killed, and there will be no result if he continues to make trouble.

"Yes, I am responsible, I should have listened to my mother's words and kicked out Jun Moyan, this son of a scumbag, there would not be such a day."