Now I suddenly learned that my grandmother's death was not a death from illness.

The catastrophe of the Lu family back then was deliberately caused by someone.

The hatred of taking his wife set off a lot of hatred in Lu Qingyuan's heart, no one knows.

He, a person who knows the destiny of heaven and has few years left in the rest of his life, was originally downsized, and now he said, "Han Jianfeng is dead, but the Han family is still there." "That's the case.

Obviously, this was the hatred that surged in his heart.

He not only hated Han Jianfeng, but also the entire Han family.

Lu Qiming just sighed, thinking of what Ji Xiaofan said, Han Jingshen was innocent.

Indeed, he was innocent.

However, who made him born in the Han family?

Put himself in his shoes, Lu Qiming thought that if this happened to him, someone would treat Yu Wei like this.

Not to mention that person's grandson, even that person's ancestral grave, Lu Qiming dared to dig it for him!

Love, especially deep love, especially Grandpa Lu's lifelong deep love.

Where is there forgiveness and tolerance?

Where else is it to talk about anger and not anger?

Lu Qiming didn't speak, Lu Dingming actually knew in his heart what his grandfather meant.

He is going to deal with the Han family.

Even if Grandpa is old now, it will be easy for him to deal with the Han family.

Lu Dingming wanted to persuade him, but when he saw that his eldest brother gave him a look, he couldn't say anything.

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Han Jingshen specially found a star-rated hotel and asked their chef to cook the food for Xiaofan in person, he stared at it the whole time, and said some of Xiaofan's favorite tastes.

After waiting for the packing, when Han Jingshen was about to go to the hospital, he received a call from Ji Xiaofan.

"Are you hungry? I'll be there soon, you wait, it's all what you like to eat. ”

"Where are you?"

"I'll go back right away, you wait for me."

"Did you come on a motorcycle?"

"Hmm."

"That's right, you can take me for a ride on a motorcycle."

Han Jingshen was stunned, thinking to himself Ji Xiaofan, what's wrong?

He didn't say anything, thinking that she was hungry and stupid.

After hanging up the phone, Han Jingshen drove the motorcycle and galloped back to the hospital.

On the bench outside the hospital, Han Jingshen saw where Ji Xiaofan was sitting, watching the people in the outpatient building come in and out, bustling.

Her expression was a little sluggish, and her expression was wooden, as if she had lost her soul.

Han Jingshen ran to Ji Xiaofan with a thermos bucket, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her.

"What do you think, so focused."

Ji Xiaofan came back to his senses and looked at Han Jingshen, Han Jingshen looked at her with red eyes, frowned, and said with anger on his face:

"Why are you crying again?"

seems to be in the murder of Ji Xiaofan, but the distress in his eyes is so obvious that he can't hide it at all.

Ji Xiaofan stretched out his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, "Where did you die?" It's been so long for you to help me buy me a meal, I'm so hungry! ”

Han Jingshen looked at her coquettish appearance, and thought to himself, Ji Xiaofan is finally normal now.

Han Jingshen picked up the thermos bucket in his hand and showed it to Ji Xiaofan.

"I saw that the restaurant outside was not doing well, and I went to find a big chef to make it for you, and I stared at it the whole time, all of which you love to eat, you taste it, and you want to swallow your tongue if you keep the deliciousness."

Ji Xiaofan looked at the thermos bucket in Han Jingshen's hand and looked in a trance.

"Let's go, go back and eat." Han Jingshen pulled Ji Xiaofan back to the ward.

Ji Xiaofan didn't move, pointed to the side of the bench and said:

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