Ling Xueruo's parents are indeed dead, they died in a foreign country, and even their bones are gone!

Yun Duoduo was silent, although the news had been told to her from Feng Zikai's mouth just now, but now that she heard the result with her own ears, she would still feel sad.

A mistake that keeps expanding, snowballing and rolling until it becomes uncontrollable and buries itself inside!

Does Ling Xueruo know about the death of her parents?

Ling Xueruo's parents died before Ling Xueruo died, and before they died, they had been stubbornly looking for their daughter, thinking that her daughter was not dead!

They were right, Ling Xueruo was indeed alive, but she was living in hell!

Shortly before Ling Xueruo's suicide, Ling Xueruo's parents were buried abroad due to an accident, staying in a foreign country forever, and it was difficult for her soul to rest in peace.

Maybe Ling Xueruo wouldn't know, because Ling Xueruo, who had been living in hell, wouldn't know the news.

She has never been in contact with her parents, because in that case, she does not want her parents to know about her situation.

Having lost her freedom and dignity, Ling Xueruo had no ability to contact her parents.

"Well, what would you have done if you had known that this would be the case?"

Yun Duoduo asked softly, everything has become a foregone conclusion and a thing of the past today!

Ling Xueruo's parents no longer need her to bother, even if she has the heart to bring back the bones of Ling Xueruo's parents from abroad, it is no longer possible.

Unexpectedly, Ling Xueruo's bones returned to China for burial, just so that they could rest in their hometown and be closer to their parents, but her parents were buried abroad forever.

Or maybe that's just the way fate was arranged!

Yun Duoduo didn't immediately go to find Summer, but walked out alone, she wanted to see how those people who used all kinds of vicious schemes and unscrupulous means to frame them in the past were doing now.

More than four years have passed, and how many of those people are still alive?

Yang Yufei had already died miserably, although she felt that Yang Yufei had died too miserably, and that kind of punishment was too serious for Yang Yufei.

Yang Danni also died, dying of poverty and drug abuse.

The fate of this pair of sisters is very tragic.

According to the address, Yun Duoduo went to find Lin Jian'an, the former Yuge BOSS, after the family was ruined, what is the current ending?

Narrow and chaotic suburbs, ruin-like places, she could hardly believe that Lin Jian'an would live here.

There was a pile of garbage and discarded items everywhere, and a foul and disgusting smell could be heard in the air from afar.

Yun Duoduo covered her mouth and nose, and there were many places where there was no way to even drive the car in, so she could only leave the car outside and walk in alone.

Jie Ziwei once gave her an address, and the addresses of all the people who assassinated her were in the email sent to her by Jie Ziwei.

This is not a place where people can live!

After walking for a while, Yun Duoduo came to the conclusion that maybe the only benefit here is that you don't have to pay rent!

Flies keep flying around, making boring and annoying sounds, this is the world of flies and mosquitoes, and there are many more insects, hiding in dark corners, peeking at people passing by.

Suddenly, a man rushed out of a dark corner, went straight to the clouds, and reached out to grab the bag on the clouds.

Yun Duoduo flew his feet, and without waiting for the man to get closer, kicked out, kicked the man out, and fell heavily on the garbage heap.

"Whoa...... Click...... Ah......h

The man let out a miserable wail, fell from the garbage heap, and rolled in a myriad of debris and filth, probably stabbed by the sharp and angular points of the garbage, so he curled up in pain.

Too lazy to look at the man more, Yun Duoduo frowned and walked by.

There are a lot of dead corners and dark places here, and the person just now is like a cockroach hiding in the dark waiting for food, but he has found the wrong person.

In a ruined area, a narrow and rudimentary house was barely built with all kinds of debris and rubbish around the ruined walls, and the materials that could be used.

A man rests in the shadow formed by the debris, his gray hair showing an unknown dull color, whether it is white or gray, revealing decadence and dirtiness.

The man lay quietly in the shadows like useless discarded garbage, with a tattered straw mat underneath him, his eyes closed, not knowing if he was dead or dying.

Yun Duoduo glanced at it, and if he didn't pay attention, he would ignore the existence of this person and treat him as part of the garbage.

If it weren't for the fact that this person was waving to chase away flies and mosquitoes, she wouldn't have noticed that there was another person here.

After glancing at it, she walked over, wanting to ask this person where Lin Jian'an was.

It was too messy, and she couldn't figure out where Lin Jian'an would be hiding.

A strong smell of wine, with the smell of rancid sour food, penetrated into the nostrils of the clouds.

Yun Duoduo covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, the people who lived here were so powerful, their sense of smell should have been necrotic.

She looked down at the man lying on the straw mat, her old wrinkled face had dirty marks, and she didn't know how long it had been since she had washed her face and hair.

His hair was tangled together in several colors, like the dirty straw mats on the floor, and he couldn't distinguish the original color.

Yun Duoduo just wanted to open his mouth to ask where Lin Jian'an was, but suddenly found that this decadent old man's face was a little familiar.

Seems to have seen this person somewhere.

The man lay motionless on the ground, gasping slightly, his pale face not knowing if it was because he hadn't washed it for too long, or because he was unhealthy and sickly old.

Staring at this person's face, Yun Duoduo suddenly found that this person seemed to be Lin Jian'an!

She gasped, the ever-well-dressed Yuge boss, the oily-headed and powdery old pervert, would it be like this?

There is a lot of air out, but little air in, so thin that it is skinny, and the ribs protrude from under the tattered and dirty clothes, and there are mud and stains on the body that cannot be seen clearly, and it is supposed that he has not taken a bath for a long time.

But that face, although much older, can still see the original shadow!

Yun Duoduo looked at Lin Jian'an with an incredulous gaze, as if he was already eighty years old, or ninety years old, and was about to die.

He was like a clumsy and lifeless puppet, lying quietly on the ground.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still breathing, Yun Duoduo would really think that Lin Jian'an was already a corpse!

"Lin Jian'an?"

She asked.

Hearing someone call his name, Lin Jian'an asked weakly, "Who?" What are you looking for me? ”

Suddenly he opened his eyes, how could there be a woman's pleasant voice here?

Is it a hallucination?

In front of her was a familiar face, and after all the years passed, she didn't seem to have changed, as if the years had stopped in her body.

As Qingli came out of the dust as a few years ago, but now she is a little more arrogant and noble, looking at him with a high and looking down eyes!

"Clouds...... You...... How did you end up here? You're not missing ......."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Jian'an suddenly covered his face: "I don't know you, you go, you go!" ”

"You didn't think I'd still be in front of you, did you? Lin Jian'an, the former boss of Yuge, now you still have a world that belongs to you. ”

The clouds were full of emotion and said jokingly.

"Are you the King of Rags? Or the King of Beggars? ”

"I don't know you, go away, go away! You've mistaken someone, go! ”

Lin Jian'an covered his face vigorously and gasped for a few words, just a few words like this made him gasp for breath.

"Ahem......"

He turned to his side and coughed, unwilling to be seen by the clouds again.

"What do you think of life like this now? Where did your home, your company and your business go? ”

"You go, I'm not Lin Jian'an, and I don't know you, cough cough ......"

Yun Duoduo stood proudly in front of Lin Jian'an: "The agency is too clever to calculate and mistake Qingqing's life, after so many years of introspection, will you understand some things and truths?" ”

Lin Jian'an didn't speak, coughed violently, he stretched out his hand, his hand kept shaking, grabbed a wine jug beside him, raised his head and poured a sip of wine.

The smell of wine wafted in the air, and the clouds looked at Lin Jian'an coldly, now he was a candle in the wind, and he had to rely on alcohol to maintain the remnants of his life, and he continued to survive in this filthy garbage dump.

Watching coldly, the once luxuriously dressed, lingering in the flowers, the boss who loved his son like a pearl in the palm of his hand, and the majestic boss was gone, and there was only a sick and weak old man who was covered in rags and could not hide his body.

After pouring a few sips of wine, Lin Jian'an's sickly and old face showed an abnormal flush, and his cough became slight.

Yun Duoduo glanced around, this should be a place where some waste items and garbage are piled up in the suburbs, and there are several dilapidated and abandoned houses.

Some of the people who wander on the edge live here.

They live off garbage and these discarded items for a living and live an alternative life.

Lin Jian'an suddenly sat up and leaned on the pillar next to him: "Seeing me like this, you should be satisfied, right?" If you're satisfied, you can go. ”

Yun Duoduo looked at Lin Jian'an with a condescending gaze, yes, this person is already wasted, completely wasted!

She didn't ignore it, when Lin Jian'an coughed just now, he covered his lips with a towel that couldn't distinguish the color, and blood oozed out of his mouth.

He was terminally ill but had no money for treatment, or Lin Jian'an had completely lost confidence in life and life, gave up treatment, and waited here every day for death.

"I can see that you are doing well, and now you see that I have no food and clothing, sick and decadent, are you still not satisfied?"

"It's just self-inflicted, remember your son?"

The corners of Yun Duoduo's lips curled slightly, bringing out a touch of ridicule and coldness, Lin Jian'an, who loves his son like his life, also has a day when he abandons his son and ignores it!