Chapter 141 Lu Yiwei's life experience

He looked at Lu Yiwei with the eye that was not blind: "The temper is not very similar, she is much more arrogant." ”

Lu Yiwei: "Do you know about my mother?" ”

"Of course." , Jian Fengjun laughed loudly, "Otherwise, what am I asking him to bring you here for?" ”

The "he" in Jian Fengjun's words should be Wang Xu.

"How much do you know?"

"Almost all." , Jian Fengjun dragged the chair to Lu Yiwei and sat down face to face with him, "She has never touched the contraband in her lifetime, this is the crime of Yumian casually, in order to block her through legitimate means,." ”

Wei Qinghuan died in a car accident, a media called Boya Media learned the news for the first time and sent out photos of the scene, at that time, the entire entertainment industry was shaken, and major media flocked to it, the next day, the news of her death occupied the first place in Sina's hot search, comments and forwards rose wildly, and the death of the actress became a hot talking point, and the cries of fans were drowned in the gossip of passers-by.

However, on the third day after Wei Qinghuan's death, the hot search was suddenly withdrawn, the published news was urgently taken off the shelves, and even the official blog of the fan club was banned.

In the early morning, Yumian Entertainment Co., Ltd. issued a statement, saying that its artist Wei Qinghuan was involved in drug trafficking, causing a bad social impact, and the senior management decided to remove her from the company.

At that time, Lu Yiwei was less than three years old and lived with his grandmother, and his grandparents and grandchildren were weak and could only be slaughtered. In this way, Wei Qinghuan's shares in the company were withdrawn, and the inheritance was divided into pieces.

Passers-by won't know this, they can only see that most of the film works starring Wei Qinghuan have been blocked, and all the artists are eager to break off their relationship with her, whether they have promoted her or been promoted by her.

It didn't take long for this smash hit star, like a pebble thrown into the sea, to disappear without a trace.

After hearing this, Lu Yiwei felt sad, Huo Ran stood up, pointed at Jian Fengjun and asked: "My mother didn't make money for them, why did they do so well?!" ”

Jian Fengjun was silent, pressed Lu Yiwei's shoulder, let him sit back on the chair, and then spoke slowly: "First, Wei Qinghuan rarely accepts commercial films in the later stage, and all of them are literary films that are not profitable; second, Wei Qinghuan has shares, and she has a share of every income in the company; Third... She has repeatedly interfered with the operation of artists, and she has long been a thorn in the side of many people. ”

Lu Yiwei listened, her eyes gradually turned red, and at this time, Jian Fengjun said again: "But these three points add up, and it is not enough for Yu to face her as a killer." ”

Lu Yiwei took a step forward and forced it in front of Jian Fengjun: "What is it?" Tell me! ”

Jian Fengjun was startled at first, and then quickly calmed down, he played with the cigarette case, and laughed: "Now you are finally a little like her." ”

After speaking, he took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and coaxed Lu Yiwei back like a child: "Sit down... Don't worry, the story is still long. ”

"Wei Qinghuan died in August, and in February of that year, she mentioned to me that someone on the board of directors had laundered money by virtue of her position." , Jian Fengjun frowned and recalled, "The name of the director, it seems to be Liu Wenyan, I can't remember it clearly." The money was so large that no one knew what it was used for. "Bookstore.com

Lu Yiwei tried his best to calm down and asked, "They killed my mother... Do you want to seal? ”

Surprisingly, Jian Fengjun shook his head: "No, Wei Qinghuan didn't plan to expose this matter, she deliberately kept her distance from Liu Wenyan and wanted to be alone, it was Liu Wenyan who kept pestering her." ”

"His real intentions are terrible... When I think about it now, I still get chills. Jian Fengjun closed his eyes in resistance, as if this would make him feel a little more comfortable.

"All the money that Liu Wenyan laundered went to a foreign hospital to develop a machine that could accurately destroy the brainstem of a person and preserve other functions intact." He carefully weighed the wording: "Then the person will be conscious, but unable to move, and the organs will be harvested." ”

"Liu Wenyan's son has uremia, it has been more than three years, and if he doesn't change his kidney, there is only a dead end, and God will make people, and it is Wei Qinghuan who has successfully matched his son."

Jian Fengjun trembled and lit a cigarette and took several puffs: "As long as Wei Qinghuan is sent to that hospital for a kidney, she will become a vegetative person who can't speak or move, Liu Wenyan can save her son without worrying about the money laundering being exposed." ”

"She can escape, but you can't, and in the end, she came up with a way to burn the jade." , Jian Fengjun desperately rubbed his eye that was not blind: "That car accident... Knocked her into a human form, and the scene of the incident was full of blood and minced flesh, and it took us a long time to put her back together, and there was no use for any organs. ”

"Your mother died of drug addiction, you must not touch contraband when you grow up, don't follow in her footsteps, do you hear?" , In the same way, my grandmother nagged a few times, but Lu Yiwei held the magazine and looked at her mother's clear eyes on the cover, and she didn't believe that she was an addict.

After hearing the truth, Lu Yiwei silently hugged his head, and at that moment, he felt that the world was spinning, but his mood did not fluctuate, as if his body had opened a self-protection mechanism and temporarily put his soul outside the body.

After a long time, Jian Fengjun heard a sob, like foam overflowing from the spout of the pot after the water was boiled.

After a while, Lu Yiwei burst into tears.

There is a lake outside the quarry, not deep or shallow, and the surface of the lake is crystal clear like a treasure mirror.

Duan Mingyue got off the horse and stepped on the rolling quicksand, she was wearing a pure white gown, and covered her face with a white veil, the whole person was like an ominous yin flag, waving in the wind of the side plug. There is a figure in the lake, his upper body is exposed on the water, his black hair is like a waterfall, and he also holds his waist and limbs, and his figure is not inferior to the good-looking of wicker.

Yun Tian put his clothes and saber on the shore, slowly immersed his whole body in the water, his hair spread on the water, forming a shape close to semicircle, he raised his chin, closed his eyes in the moonlight, and after fading away the murderous aura, there was a kind of quiet and eternal beauty.

Duan Mingyue waded through the water, carefully examined it not far away, found a trace of fragility on her face, couldn't help but feel guilty, relented for a while, and recklessly called: "Yuntian..."

Yun Tian opened his eyes and was stunned for a moment, after recognizing the owner of the voice, he didn't have time to think about it, he tried his best to jump out of the water, Duan Mingyue grabbed him effortlessly and held him to his chest.

A gust of wind rolled up on the flat ground, and the white veil was lifted by the wind, and Yun Tian looked back to see that it was really the face that had appeared countless times in his dreams.

He had nowhere to run, and the dirty words had already reached his lips: "Get out!" I don't care about you! You've mistaken someone! ”