This person...... Finally dead......

Su Ruoyun breathed a sigh of relief, the person she had been afraid of and had been avoiding would not exist in the future.

It can be said that the revenge of her previous life has finally been avenged, but why is she so lost in her heart? Even, painful.

There is no sense of relief of revenge, there is just confusion, fear, and regret.

I used to want to get Qiao Yu, but now I have figured it out and don't want to destroy other people's feelings.

Later, she wanted revenge, but now that the enemy is dead, she seems to have lost her purpose. What is the way forward?

Su Ruoyun looked at Lu Qingqing and the others, then walked into the operating room step by step, came to Yang Haoran, looked at it for a while, leaned over and whispered a few words in his ear.

Then, without any more nostalgia, she turned to come out.

Not long after, doctors pronounced the patient dead.

This matter cannot be hidden from Su Maofeng and his wife, after all, Yang Haoran and Su Ruoyun are already engaged, so they are almost not married.

Even if you don't say it, this matter will be exposed in the future, and Su Maofeng can't ignore this son-in-law and let others evaporate.

When Su Maofeng and Kong Ying learned the news and rushed to the hospital, all they saw was Yang Haoran's body. The two were very shocked and didn't understand what was going on, a good person, and suddenly it was gone.

Su Maofeng was the first to think that this matter might not be inseparable from his daughter, thinking of what was wrong with his daughter recently, as well as the state of today's scene, his expression was not very good.

In the end, it is outside, no matter how selfless he is, he can't say much. Especially now that we don't understand the cause and effect, we can't make any conclusions.

Yang Haoran has no relatives at home, and distant relatives don't move, so Su Maofeng came forward to handle this posthumous matter.

After the cremation, a cemetery was found and buried. From now on, dust to dust, dust to dust, there is no more such person in this world.

At the funeral, some people from the newspaper came, Yang Haoran is usually quite arrogant and arrogant, offended some colleagues, and his popularity is not very good, but as soon as people die, grievances are gone, and some people still come to mourn.

Even Su Ruoyun's colleagues, who have a good relationship, also came.

Everyone comforted Su Ruoyun, after all, the person who died was her fiancé, and anyone who encountered this situation would be sad and sad.

The best friend who had a relationship with her knew that Su Ruoyun and Yang Haoran did not have a very good relationship, so she pulled the person aside and said secretly: "Fortunately, it is not ancient now, otherwise you would have to widow him like this." It's okay now, it's normal to get married tomorrow, don't worry too much. ”

Su Ruoyun's pale face didn't react, just nodded.

After the funeral, everything was peaceful.

That afternoon, it was estimated that after Qiao Yu got off work, Su Ruoyun was alone and knocked on his door.

The two of them were eating, and they were quite surprised to see her coming.

Qiao Yu really didn't want to have anything to do with her anymore, so she didn't plan to let people into the house at all, so she blocked the door and asked, "Is there something?" ”

Su Ruoyun smiled sadly: "There are a few words, can I go in and talk about them?" Some words are inconvenient here. ”

Seeing Qiao Yu's hesitation, she lowered her head, "I won't do anything." You're also at home, are you still afraid that I will be unfavorable to Qingqing? ”

Qiao Yu let her enter the house, and then closed the door.

Lu Qingqing had already cleaned up the dining table, and when she saw someone coming in, she pointed to the sofa, "Sit down and talk about something." ”

Su Ruoyun took a look, here she only came once on the day Qiao Yu got married, and now when she comes again, her mood is very different.

Finally, she found a small bench and placed it on the opposite side of the sofa, "I'll sit here, you can sit." ”

Qiao Yu pulled Lu Qingqing to sit down, and both of them looked at Su Ruoyun to see what she would say.