Song Yiran stepped on the chair and took the painting off.

The man in the painting is still so vivid.

Her fingertips gently caressed the corners of Huo Chenyan's mouth.

Song Yiran admitted.

She just fell in love with Huo Chenyan.

"Actually...... I always knew that this game would end sooner or later, but I didn't want that day to come. ”

"Because I know that I feel like I've been deceived by you."

Song Yiran's voice was very soft.

whispered a lot in front of Huo Chenyan's portrait.

Outside the door, Huo Nandu was late, and he received a call from Huo Sibai and knew that he was exposed.

Huo Nandu leaned outside the door, and Song Yiran was sad and sad, talking to himself there.

He lit a cigarette.

Let the smoke grapple over his cheeks.

He also didn't believe that the third brother would die, and he couldn't accept it, the third brother would have an accident.

In the room, Song Yiran muttered something in a low voice.

"All I can do is to avenge you, Huo Chenyan, you always laugh at me for being a little white rabbit, but the rabbit is in a hurry and will bite."

Song Yiran staggered up from the ground, his legs a little numb.

"What are you going to do?" Huo Nandu blocked her way, "Don't mess around, they are already crazy, even the third brother and they dare." ”

"I'm not going to do anything, I'll go back to sleep."

Song Yiran opened his mouth lightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a shallow smile.

"If you don't wake up, if you don't recover, where will you have a clear mind."

“……”

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid, I don't do things like eggs hitting stones." Song Yiran said that her temperament has been like that since she was a child.

Otherwise, she wouldn't marry Song Yinyun instead, she is a person who can bear it!

Huo Nandu looked at the back of her walking past, staggering, and overnight, his body was as old as he was several years old.

He heard the door slam shut.

It's noisy downstairs.

Huo Nandu was still very uneasy when he thought of Song Yiran's appearance just now, but he was guarding the door, and Song Yiran didn't talk to him.

He didn't bother her.

The two of them guarded Huo Chenyan's empty room, and they didn't know how much time had passed.

The closed door suddenly opened.

Huo Nandu still wanted to say a few words to Song Yiran, but the woman was in a hurry and went downstairs.

"What do you want to do?" Huo Nandu's face was full of worry, the third brother was gone, and it was impossible for him to watch Song Yiran be stupid.

"Where's your third brother's body?"

Song Yiran thought about it all night, didn't sleep all night, and his brain was abnormally awake.

All the pain comes from Huo Chenyan, she hasn't seen Huo Chenyan's body yet, what is she feeling sad?

Huo Nandu intuitively felt that Song Yiran's mood was very wrong: "I know you can't accept this reality, but the third brother he." ”

"Whether it's dead or alive, I want to see people!"

Song Yiran has made up his mind.

I don't see Huo Chenyan himself and don't make up my mind.

Huo Chen couldn't resist him, so he could only let Jiangli arrange it, and the body had been transferred back.

was placed in Huo Chenyan's own villa and was not brought back to the old mansion.

Song Yiran followed Huo Nandu, she stood by the door, Jiangli's expression was solemn and solemn, and she felt very uncomfortable looking at people.

"Ma'am."

Jiang Li said softly, for fear that Song Yiran would not be able to hold on and fall.

But the woman's hand firmly grasped the door.

"I'm fine." Song Yiran pushed the door in and saw the man lying on the bed.

His silence was terrifying.

It's not that Huo Chenyan has never seen this kind of dying state, but at this moment, it looks like it makes her uncomfortable.

She ran over, sat on the edge of the bed, and reached out to grab Huo Chenyan's hand.

It's cold.

The smell of death lingered all around.

Song Yiran stretched out his hand to probe, there was no snort, and the instrument showed a state of death.

Her hands were shaking.

"I thought you were so good." Song Yiran gritted his teeth, of course it was impossible to say the painful words, "Don't even dare to say goodbye, heh." ”

She chuckled, as if mocking the man lying on the hospital bed.

"But I also want to thank you, when you die, I'm free."

She leaned into Huo Chenyan's ear and whispered.

It was as if the man was not dead.

Song Yiran giggled.

Huo Nandu, who was by the door, was very worried about her mental state.

"You don't have to keep any secrets about substitution, it's good, Huo Chenyan, queue up on Huangquan Road, don't worry, I will send those people who hurt you to hell soon."

After Song Yiran finished speaking, he let go of his cold hand.

Jiang Li came over and wanted to say something to Song Yiran.

But the woman raised her hand: "There is no need, people die like lights going out, and there is no need to ask me if I have left anything." ”

She said it decisively, as if she really lost a trouble.

Huo Nandu looked at Song Yiran's distant back, and was not heartbroken as expected.

"She?"

Jiang Li expressed his wondering, looking not like he was sad, but relieved.

"During this time, please take care of Madame."

"Hmm." Huo Nandu said that naturally, the third brother is gone, which does not mean that they can wantonly bully Song Yiran.

But what Huo Nandu didn't expect was that Song Yiran's revenge came so quickly.

It's night.

The news of Huo Chenyan's death has not yet been heard, and everyone knows it.

Public opinion, of course, did not discuss.

But everyone in the Huo family knew it very well in their hearts.

Song Yiran went to see the old man of the Huo family, there was no politeness and rules, she was forceful.

"Now that he's dead, you don't have to be afraid of Huo Chenyan knowing your secret, right?"

The old man's face was twisted, and it was ugly.

He cried.

The son he was most proud of died, and the car accident did not extinguish the old man's hope for Huo Chenyan.

But this time, that group of people really took Huo Chenyan's life.

"Are you satisfied?"

"You go out, I'll talk to her alone." The old man said softly, let the butler and them go out.

Unexpectedly, she usually looks at a delicate little girl, but at this moment, she seems to be a different person.

"I'm surprised that you came for Ayan."

"No, you're wrong." Song Yiran looked at the old man fixedly, "You are one step away from death, you are old enough, but you are still afraid of death." ”

The woman's words are a little erratic.

The old man clenched his fists slightly: "No one is not afraid of death." ”

Is it?

Song Yiran wanted to laugh, and she thought of Huo Chenyan's appearance of risking her life again.

"The Huo family can let you go free, divorce or not, you can retire in the Huo family."

"I don't want to keep such a dirty position." Song Yiran looked at the old man, "Huo Chenyan is dead, and he is guarding your dirty secret with his life." ”

“！”

The old man's body froze completely.

"What do you mean?"

The old man didn't expect Song Yiran to change his words, and he actually aimed his mouth at himself.

At first glance, you are prepared.

"Song Qingshan is my adoptive father, and he told me about some of the secrets of the Song and Huo families in the past." Song Yiran stared at the old man, "The only people who can be affected by these secrets are the living." ”