Mrs. Jiang showed a relieved smile, without Deng Jinxi, who is in the way, Jiang Xiufan's feelings for her will definitely not be able to come out for a period of time, then she will have more opportunities, and many things for Jiang Xiuqi are much easier.

They didn't leave, and continued to stand in the doorway, waiting to see what was going on inside. Deng Jinxi is dead, and it is estimated that her relatives and friends will be called soon, and then they will be able to confirm the authenticity of the news, and only when they are sure that she is dead, they can be completely relieved.

But after waiting for a long time, there was still no movement inside, no one came, no one even went out, and there was no news of Deng Jinxi's death on the Internet, she couldn't help but doubt the authenticity of this news.

"Yueyue, is your friend reliable? Would Deng Jinxi not die? Mrs. Jiang asked suspiciously, after all, as long as these people give money and profits, they can say anything, maybe they have already been bought by Jiang Xiufan, and deliberately created this illusion for them to see.

Shang Yue hesitated for a moment, "It's definitely no problem, I guess he doesn't have the guts to lie to me." But despite what she said, she was actually a little unsure.

Mrs. Jiang was still not at ease, "Yueyue, otherwise, you pretend to send something to Xiu Fan, and then take the opportunity to find out the authenticity of the news, do you think it's okay?" "She can't go in now, which will definitely arouse Jiang Xiufan's suspicions, so she can only let Shang Yue go.

"This..."Shang Yue hesitated, the last time Jiang Xiufan warned and scolded her, how could she dare to appear in front of him again, and she went directly to his house, she had been avoiding it before, "It shouldn't be appropriate for me to go, Xiufan he... Not very fond of seeing me. She was embarrassed to give her reasons.

Mrs. Jiang knew it in her heart, but also, Jiang Xiufan only had Deng Jinxi as a woman in her heart, and she never had a good face for others.

Shang Yue thought for a moment, "Wait, I'll find someone to go in and have a look." She thought of Django and immediately called him.

"What's the matter?" Django picked up the phone, his tone a little impatient. As long as Shang Yue looks for him, there will be nothing good.

"Can you come to Jiang Xiufan's house now, there is something I need your help with." Shang Yue didn't say what it was.

Django felt that he was not her subordinate, and he didn't want to help her, but he still had an episode of the show that he hadn't recorded, and he called Zhu Yanman before, but no one answered, guessing that she had blocked her. He called Deng Jinxi, but there was no response.

And Director Wang over there has urged him many times, and he is worried that he can't find anyone. If he goes to Jiang Xiufan's house now, he can just find Deng Jinxi to solve this matter.

However, he felt strange, what was there to let him go directly to Jiang Xiufan's house, "You have to tell me something, otherwise how can I help you." He asked Shang Yue.

Shang Yue hesitated, "You went to Jiang Xiufan's house to see how Deng Jinxi was doing?" "It's not good for her to say that she is dead directly, after all, this Django is also very infatuated with Deng Jinxi.

"She? What's wrong with her? Django wondered.

"You'll know when you go, and tell me what the situation will be when the time comes." Shang Yue was afraid that Django would ask, so he hurriedly hung up the phone after speaking.

Django was a little upset when he was hung up, "Neurotic." He looked at his phone and said indignantly.

At this moment, Director Wang's phone called, "Hey, Director Wang." Although he is dissatisfied with Director Wang, there is no way, who made him the director, he can only treat him respectfully. Huaxiu Chinese

"Django, what are you doing, Deng Jinxi? Is it still recorded or not? I tell you, I don't have so many worlds waiting for you to toss around, and if there is any loss, I can't spare you. He spoke viciously, for Django, he had always looked down on him.

"Okay, okay, I'll solve it right away, Director Wang, don't be angry." Jiang Ge apologized again and again, but he didn't know how many times he scolded him in his heart, "Director Wang, I found out the news, Deng Jinxi is now at Jiang Xiufan's house, let's go directly to his house to find it." ”

Director Wang soothed a little when he heard this, "Are you sure you can find her?" Jiang Xiufan's home is not just said to enter. He also knows Jiang Xiufan, and he has a certain reputation in the industry.

"You can get in, don't worry." Django didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, thinking in his heart that he would just take people to see Deng Jinxi anyway.

hung up the phone, and the two agreed on a place to go over together.

Although Jiang Xiufan didn't want to accept the fact that Deng Jinxi had passed away, he was still sensible and couldn't let her lie in bed like this all the time, which was also disrespectful to the deceased.

So when he came back from the hospital, he asked Cheng Zhi to arrange for someone to send an ice coffin, he was afraid of seeing Deng Jinxi become incomplete in front of him little by little, the ice coffin could keep her body from rotting for a few days, and in these days, he had to talk to her well.

The ice coffin had already been prepared, and Jiang Xiufan had put a lot of cotton underneath it, wanting her to lie down more comfortably.

He touched Deng Jinxi's head, "It may be a little cold, you have to endure it." His eyes were gentle, and he kissed her on the forehead as he spoke.

Jiang Xiufan picked her up and walked downstairs step by step, Chen Zhi and Zhu Yanman followed him closely. He was unusually careful when putting her down.

In this short day, Jiang Xiufan was already a lot haggard, Cheng Zhi couldn't bear to look at him like this, and wanted to help, but he didn't let others touch her at all.

The good thing about the ice coffin is that even if the lid is closed, you can clearly see the people inside, so after Deng Jinxi put it in, Jiang Xiufan went over to see her from time to time and talk to her.

Zhu Yanman didn't plan to leave, she wanted to accompany Deng Jinxi to complete this last journey.

"What happened to Jinxi, should we tell my uncle and aunt?" Zhu Yanman opened her mouth carefully, she felt that this was a big deal, and Jinxi's parents had the right to know about it as soon as possible.

Jiang Xiufan was stunned for a moment when he heard his words, "I'll tell them, tomorrow, tomorrow." "Yes, she is not only his wife, but also someone else's daughter, although she is very selfish, but he is afraid that her parents will take her away when they find out, so that he will not even have a chance to see her more.

Jiang Ge took Director Wang and the filming team to Jiang Xiufan's house privately, and as soon as he arrived at the gate, he felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, and he guessed that if Jiang Xiufan knew that he would definitely not let him enter the door, so he directly led someone to break in, and was stopped by the maid when he entered the door.

"No one can enter without the orders of our husband." Several servants stopped in front of them.

Django ignored it, and led everyone to pull the servant, but the servant couldn't stop them, and a group of people entered the hall noisily.

As soon as he entered the hall, Django saw Deng Jinxi sleeping in the ice coffin, and he stayed directly in place.