"It's none of the same."

Xin Yi replied, "But there are still many reporters out there now, is Mr. Jin so out of shape because he is afraid that those reporters will have nothing to write?"

Her words fell, and Jin Heng's brows furrowed directly.

He wanted to say something, but the man behind him had already stepped forward and pulled him over.

looked at Tan Mu again, "Tan Yue, what are you doing here?"

"I didn't mean anything else." Tanmu's face was calm, and her voice was soft, "I just want to send him off."

"Send him?"

This sentence made Jin Mu couldn't help laughing, and then said, "Tan Yue, you don't pretend to be in front of me anymore, who are you pretending to be now?" Isn't that what your precious son is planning? Trick his father into giving him shares, then grab the power of the company, and even force his father to death!"

"Now that his purpose has been achieved, you have begun to pretend to be affectionate and innocent again? Your mother and son's calculations are really loud, one sings white face and the other sings black face, right?"

As Jin Mu spoke, Tan Mu's face became more and more pale, and the hand that grabbed Xin Yi kept working harder, and even her nails sank into her flesh.

Xin Yi frowned, and was about to say something, but the voice of Tan Jin happened to come, "What are you doing?"

When the words fell, he had already stepped forward a few steps, dragged Xin Yi and Tanmu behind him, and then looked at Jin Mu with an expressionless face.

The latter looked at him like that, but the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened a little, "Why, what do you mean by looking at me like this?" If you have the ability, you can kill me too!"

In the empty cemetery, her voice was sharp and piercing.

Tan Jin didn't give her much reaction, and after looking at her coldly, he turned to look at his mother again, "Let's go."

Tanmu pursed her lips and didn't speak, but her footsteps were obviously unwilling to move a step.

Tan Jin's brow couldn't help but furrow.

And Jin Mu sneered, "Besides, Tan Yue, what qualifications do you have to come here now?" What if your son snatches Jin Ling away? His wife is still mine! Also, from beginning to end, he never loved you! Even at the moment of death, he didn't think of you!"

Jin Mu's words fell, and Tan Mu's teeth suddenly clenched.

Tan looked at her reaction, his eyes sank directly, and then he turned his head, "Is enough of that?"

"Not enough! Talk about it, don't think I don't know, it's you who forced him to death! What did you tell him when you went to the hospital room the night he died? It must have been something you said that made him ......."

"It doesn't matter what I say to him, the important thing is that he doesn't even want to see you in the days that follow." Tan Jinjin interrupted her, "Don't forget, I agreed to the surgery in the first place, but you clung to those shares and didn't want to let go, otherwise, how could he be so disappointed in you?"

"And if he had had had surgery at that time, he would have been alive and well by now, and you didn't have the idea that it would be better if he died at that time? Now who is in a position to accuse others?"

The words made Jin Mu suddenly dumbfounded, and she stood there stunned, unable to say a word with her sobbing lips.

Tan Jin didn't give her a chance to react, turned around and grabbed Tan Mu's hand and walked directly outside.

Tan's mother still wanted to look back at Jin Jiawang's tombstone, but Tan's footsteps were fast.

The only pause was when he turned his head to look at Xin Yi, "Jiang Xin Yi!"

Xin Yi originally wanted to go on his own.

But his voice stopped her movements.

When he raised his head, Tan Jin looked at her, "Follow me in the car."

Of course, Xin Yi couldn't go with him.

After a closer look, she lowered her eyes and turned in another direction.

She took a taxi back to the hotel alone, and told Jiang's father about today's funeral by the way.

Of course, she didn't mention anything about this episode of talking about motherhood.

After dinner, Xin Yi also returned to the room alone.

News about Jin Jiawang's funeral also

At this time, I got on the push home page of the website.

Rainy days, cemeteries, a whole black figure.

Everything is rendered like a scene from a tragic movie.

At this point, it seems that it can also be brought to an end.

But everyone knows that Jin Jiawang's death is not the end, but a beginning.

Where will Jin Ling's ownership go, and who can sit in that high position under the fight is what insiders are more concerned about.

Just as Xin Yi was watching the news, a phone call came over.

She pursed her lips and hung up.

But he quickly hit the second.

After Xin Yi took a deep breath, he still picked it up, "Hey."

"Jiang Xinyi." His voice was low, "Can you come over for a while?"

"I can't."

Xin Yi's answer was crisp and neat, and he didn't even ask him a reason.

Tan Jin paused for a moment, and then said, "My mother has locked herself in her room since she came back, and she doesn't eat or talk to me, I'm afraid something will happen to her."

"Then you should contact the hotel or doctor."

"Jiang Xinyi."

Tan Jin shouted to her again, seemingly a little helpless and tired, "I still have to go back to Jin Ling to deal with some things, I don't trust anyone except you."

"If you don't put a top hat on me, she may not want to see me."

"It's okay if you don't want to see me, I'm relieved that you're here."

Xin Yi wanted to answer something, but Tan Jin quickly said, "Jin Ling had a project called 'Yulin, you should know?'"

Xin Yi pursed his lips, but he still hummed.

"Jin Jiawang handed over the project to Jin Heng to lead before, but now the project is not going well, and now the company is planning to replace him and change to a cooperative company."

"The total cost of this project will not be less than 500 million, Jiang doesn't want to?"

Xin Yi stopped talking.

"Come over first, just like last time, let me owe you a personal favor, it's not a loss to you."

Xin Yi stared out the window for a while before taking a deep breath, "Tan Close, you'd better not lie to me."

He seemed to laugh before replying, "Don't worry, I won't lie to you."

When Xin Yi went out, the rain outside began to fall again.

She didn't bring an umbrella, but fortunately the taxi stop was not far from the door of the hotel, and Xin Yi trotted over, only getting her hair and shoulders wet.

The doorman came over with a towel and was enthusiastic to help her lead her to the elevator.

"Thank you."

Xin Yi wiped his hair casually, touched his body and found that he didn't have any cash, so he could only smile at the doorman.

The doorman smiled back.

The elevator went up the stairs smoothly.

Xin Yi rang the doorbell several times before the door opened.

Tan was talking on the phone, and his words were a little intense.

But the moment he saw her, he paused, and then asked her, "Are you wet?"