With the arrival of eight o'clock.

The farewell ceremony gradually came.

Some people have a vague impression of Shen Weilan, but they feel strange.

It's about some of the people that grandpa took her to meet when he was still there.

These people are also walking around in front of Fu Siyan's face.

After all, everyone knows that Jingjuchuan's farewell ceremony was hosted by Fu Siyan.

Look at how pitiful Jingguchuan is, he died and died, and the final farewell ceremony was all done with the help of people with foreign surnames.

And the son and the daughter, and the wife.

As if it didn't exist.

Not of any use.

"Thank you."

"Thank you for coming to say goodbye."

Shen Weilan bent down several times and thanked the female guests of the Jing family.

This position, she didn't want to stand.

How.

Jingwan is not worthy, and Song Wanjun did not come.

"Call Jing Xuan over."

Shen Weilan's gaze fell on Jing Xuan's body.

The boy kept his head down the whole time, and from time to time his shoulders trembled.

But the voice had just fallen.

On the other side, Song Wanjun, dressed in black, came into view.

She walked slowly towards her.

It's a well-dressed look.

He stepped on a pair of black high heels, and his face was a rare light makeup.

The hair is tied up from behind, smart and concise.

Shen Weilan hadn't seen Song Wanjun like this for a long time.

When she used to follow Shen Yingwen's side, she was always clean.

But with Jing Juchuan, although she still looks like a noble lady, she lacks a little feeling.

She walked over and stood in front of Shen Weilan.

Those two faces.

It's exactly the same.

Whether it's stubborn or not, it's good to look at it.

Shen Weilan's many powerful genes are really like Song Wanjun.

Eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth.

Shen Weilan looked at Song Wanjun in the sun.

For a moment, Shen Weilan lowered her head.

It's not because I'm afraid.

It's because the sunlight is so strong that she wants to shed tears.

"You deserve to be in this position, too?"

She opened her mouth suddenly.

made Shen Weilan's heart tremble.

Shen Weilan quickly smiled.

"I'm not worthy, you're worthy?"

After speaking.

I saw Song Wanjun's arm suddenly raised, and a slap fell down fiercely.

And at the moment of touching the face.

was grabbed by Shen Weilan and thrown aside.

Song Wanjun, who looked like a human in the last second.

The next second, he was embarrassed and almost fell to the ground.

"Shen Weilan!"

She yelled Shen Weilan's name loudly.

Shen Weilan is not sad or happy.

From that day I watched her being taken away by the police.

Her good daughter's character was gone, and she was taken away together.

Song Wanjun didn't want to get a little benefit from her!

If she had been polite, it would not have been difficult to save Jing Juchuan in the first place.

But now she is step by step.

It's all thanks to her.

"I thank you for pushing me and making me completely fall off the cliff and change my appearance."

"If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't have been as ruthless as I am today!"

Shen Weilan approached step by step.

The man could only step back.

Two people you don't let me, I don't let you.

"Ms. Song, although it is your man who died today, this is my territory!"

"You-"

Shen Weilan pointed at Song Wanjun.

There was grief and indignation in his eyes, and he was cold.

"Don't try to go wild on my turf!"

The words are ruthless.

But the trembling fingers are still reminding the surrounding spectators.

She's just a little woman.

When facing his own mother.

Her heart will hurt and tremble.

But when no one helps me.

She has to make herself strong and strong!

It's her calling.