Shi Miao did not return to the hospital.

After coming out of the police station, she stumbles back to her rental house with Yu Ci.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw what was on the table.

She paused, then rubbed her eyes, and then slowly stepped forward.

- Cello.

On the case is a clear bronzing logo.

Shi Miao's body began to tremble, her fingers did not obey, and even the small action of opening the piano case, she almost used all her strength.

——The surface of the piano has been polished, and the faint woody fragrance spreads in the air, but it quickly flows into Shi Miao's body through the air like arsenic, eroding her internal organs!

She grabbed the collar of her chest hard and sat silently on the ground.

Tears could no longer fall from the dry and stinging eyes, and even the sound of the throat seemed to disappear in that instant.

She couldn't make any sound.

Trembling fingers caressed the strings, and the heart was like a knife blade scraping.

He still bought her the best piano.

It's as if he'll stop to buy her ice cream, he'll give her the last chicken leg on his plate, he'll give her the only bank card he's got on his body......

He said he would protect her.

But what about her?

She can ...... for him again What to do?

……

Jiang Cheng Rong's General Manager's Office.

"Liu Chengde is dead?" Rong Ji frowned, "Why did you suddenly die?" ”

"I heard that he had a dispute with someone and was stabbed to death."

Yang Ning stood opposite and said, "An obituary has been issued over there in Haicheng, and the funeral is next week, do you want to go over and attend?" ”

Rong Ji thought for a moment, "He doesn't seem to have any children, right?" ”

"Yes, at present, his wife and several outer chambers are also in trouble because of the inheritance, and there is also some chaos in Haicheng."

"Then let's go over and have a look."

Rong made a decision quickly.

Summers in Jiang Cheng are short.

It seems to have passed before anyone can feel that it is coming.

The temperature in Haicheng was much higher than that of Jiang Cheng, and as soon as he got out of the car, Rong felt the heat on his face, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

And at that time, Mrs. Liu had already stepped forward, "Mr. Rong." ”

Liu Chengde is not young, but his wife is very young, she looks less than thirty years old, but she has a plump figure, although it was at her husband's funeral, her face is still delicate and obedient makeup, and even the ears with small white flowers are carefully braided hair.

After Rong asked people to send silk gold, he was about to walk into the mourning hall to mourn, but the next moment, he heard a lot of movement behind him.

Someone outside hurriedly came in and said something in Mrs. Liu's ear, and Mrs. Liu's face was instantly extremely ugly, "What is she doing here?" ”

Rong could hear it clearly, but his face was not visible, and he only raised his feet and continued to the mourning hall.

He had just bowed before the throne when he heard a commotion outside.

"Are you embarrassed to come? Get out! Mrs. Liu's voice was full of anger.

"Your husband also made the rotten goods! What does it have to do with me if he dies on another woman? I tell you, I can't lose my share of his inheritance! ”

- The sound of the quarrel is getting louder and louder.

When Rong Ji went out after mourning, the two women had even begun to do it.

You pull my hair and I grab your clothes, and there are a lot of media at the scene, at this time, they are all crowded over there lively, and when Rong calmly avoided the flow of people and was about to go outside, he heard a familiar voice mixed in.

"Hello, I want to find Mrs. Liu."

Rong Ji's footsteps suddenly stopped.