Du Qingling first answered a call from Xu Sheng and left, and Zhou Jingrun stayed in the box and drank a cup of coffee before getting up to leave.

He didn't go back to Jin Fuyue immediately, and called Aunt Ma to ask about Xiaoyudian's situation.

Fortunately, Xiaoyudian called Jiang Jianing on the phone today, and now she is very well-behaved at home, and now she has gone to bed to read bedtime books by herself after taking a bath.

Zhou Jingrun hung up the phone, lowered the car window, and smoked a cigarette.

He doesn't have any addiction to smoking, especially when he is alone with a small raindrop, and he smokes less.

He raised the glass of the vehicle and started the car, but the direction of the car was not Jinyue Mansion, but the cemetery in City C.

There are several cemeteries in the city of C.

There are wealthy and celebrity districts, as well as affordable districts.

It's an affordable cemetery.

Passing by a flower shop, Zhou Jingrun got out of the car.

Clerk: "Sir, what flowers do you need to buy?"

The florist has a wide range of flowers, as well as well-decorated bouquets.

Zhou Jingrun: "I want a white rose."

Clerk: "One?"

"Yes."

Zhou Jingrun parked the car in the parking space outside and got out of the car.

It's not the first time he's here.

In the cemetery, there are burial headstones, as well as ...... Storage of ashes.

If you can't afford to buy a cemetery, you will store your ashes in the storage compartment here, and pay the deposit fee annually or in a lump sum.

On winter nights, there are very few people who come to the cemetery at this point in time.

Zhou Jingrun appeared here alone, he raised his eyes, and found the storage box from the squares with his name and the date of birth and death.

Third row from top to bottom, fifth from left.

On the square, there is no name attached.

There is not even a date of birth and death, only a fake name.

Zhou Jingrun looked at the square, and the corners of his lips gradually brought a smile.

"Little Raindrop is four years old."

"Her personality is very easy to follow, and her illness has stabilized."

He carried the white rose in his hand and stuck it in the card slot outside the square, and his fingers touched the wooden grid.

"Ellie."

"I miss you so much."

"I really want to."

Half an hour later, Zhou Jingrun came out of the cemetery with an extra black bag in his hand.

Back in the car, he glanced at the mobile phone that fell on the car, and on the mobile phone was Xue Rin'an's missed call.

He remembered Du Qingling's words in his mind and called back.

The phone was automatically disconnected and still not connected.

The scene of Jiechen's annual meeting.

In the midst of the shouts one after another, Xue Rin'an's eyes became colder and colder.

The wait was a bit long.

Xu Shiying, who was standing in front of Xue Rin'an, had already noticed the cold air emanating from Xue Rin'an's body.

The few people who approached also sensed that something was wrong and kept their mouths shut.

The uniform shouts gradually faded away.

Jiang Jianing turned his head to look at the gloomy man sitting on the chair beside him.

The first time she saw him was at night.

Xue Rin'an, dressed in a black shirt and black trousers, leaned against the wall of the dark corridor, smoking a cigarette with low eyes, and in front of him was a middle-aged man who was held down by two black-clothed bodyguards, begging for mercy.

"It was Zhu Feng who gave me the money! I didn't want to betray you! Believe me, I was threatened by him! Please spare me this time......

"Noise."

The black-clad bodyguard immediately shoved a ball of cloth into the man's mouth.

He threw the cigarette butt directly into the sink, the spark of the cigarette butt went out, and the man's thin lips overflowed with a shallow smile, "Drag it out."

Jiang Jianing has seen many good-looking men in the night.

Xue Rin'an is the best-looking one, but his good-looking is handsome, but there is a touch of domineering and ruthlessness in his handsomeness, that kind of impurity

The gray aura of white attracted her very much.

At that time, she thought to herself.

Xue Rin'an, she's going to decide.

At this moment, outside the hall, the person in charge of the annual meeting rushed in, "What's going on......

Wu Kai followed.

He could already feel the atmosphere in the hall chill down, not as eager as it had just been.

The director ran over, hurriedly waved his hand and told everyone who was shouting to shut up, and then turned around and nodded to Xue Rin'an, "Mr. Xue."

Xue Rin raised his eyes and glanced at the supervisor.

The supervisor's heart sank, just now from Wu Kai's mouth, he already knew that Xue Rin'an was not satisfied with the special performance of tonight's annual meeting, but now in front of Xu Shiying, he couldn't say anything, after all, he took Xu Shiying's money.

He immediately said, "Mr. Xue, I have something I want to tell you, can you borrow it?"

Xue Rin'an got up.

Wu Kai followed.

The door opened and closed, and the noise returned to the hall, and the show continued.

Liu Liu glanced at Xu Shiying, who was still standing in front of her.

Xu Shiying lifted the hem of her skirt and sat on the seat vacated by Xue Rin'an, "Everyone eat, don't worry about me, I'll watch the performance for a while."

The employees present saw that although Xu Shiying was the only daughter of the Xu family, she was so approachable and beautiful, and when she heard that she was still a painter, they all talked about it, and their mouths were full of compliments.

This is the future proprietress of course, and of course she has to say all the good things.

Xu Shiying said in a voice that only Jiang Jianing beside her could hear, "Brother Lian also came with me, did you see him?"

Jiang Jianing didn't answer, took the bamboo shoot slices, and chewed them carefully between his lips and teeth.

"Brother Lian asked me to bring you a word." Xu Shiying poured Jiang Jianing a glass of red wine, "He said, you owe him a favor."

Jiang Jianing's eyes fell on the red wine in the goblet in his hand, the color was as red as blood.

Of course, she knew what He Lian was referring to.

Song Ze's case.

When she was hospitalized, she had already heard that the detention center had submitted an application for a psychiatric evaluation to a psychiatric hospital that was qualified for testing.

The psychiatric hospital sent several authoritative psychiatrists, among whom He Lian was impressively listed.

After the inspection and identification, the results have not been released for a long time, and only a few days ago, the police issued official results.

There is only one line of words: [At the time of the crime, the parties can identify and cannot control their own behavior, and bear criminal responsibility.] 】

Liu Liu was the closest to Jiang Jianing, and he could only vaguely hear Xu Shiying talking to Jiang Jianing.

She turned her head to look at Jiang Jianing, and couldn't help but look at her in a trance.

Jiang Jianing took a sip of red wine, and a hint of red stained the corners of his lips that rose up.

The smile seems to be the poppy that grows in the smoke of war.

Gorgeous, but toxic.

"Then please help me convey a word to He Lian." Jiang Jianing put down the wine glass in his hand and turned his head to look at Xu Shiying, "He will regret it."

Jiang Jianing walked out of the banquet hall.

She shuddered.

Not because he came out of the warm environment, but because of He Lian's eyes just now.

She felt that she still had to find time to find Zhou Hanyue.

She felt a little dizzy and nauseous, so instead of taking the elevator, she took the stairs down the stairs from the safe passage.

She was holding on to the railing of the staircase, and her head was top-heavy as she went down.

When I passed the corner of a staircase, it was dark in front of me, and I fell down sharply.