Shu Yanyan is just a delicate lady who has never gone through any major twists and turns since she was born, and her mind is simple.

Shu Yanyan's love is hidden from the He family.

He Lian also helped her hide it.

Until she fell in love and fell out of love, from girlfriend to becoming a junior, He's father and mother didn't notice it.

Even now, when Shu Yanyan returned home, she became much quieter, and Mother He just felt that her daughter had finally grown up.

Shu Yanyan's psychological counseling during this period of time was all He Lian's help to her.

Shu Yanyan's academic performance is very average, she admires her brother who studied and studied for a doctorate, and she also believes in him.

She felt that every word He Lian said spoke to her heart, and she hated to hear Jiang Jianing's persuasion, but she was willing to listen to He Lian's words.

She felt that He Lian was the one who really stood on her side and helped her think.

But when the warm blood splattered on her hands and face, her brain buzzed, and she woke up in an instant.

She...... Done wrong.

Shu Yanyan retreated in a panic, hurriedly went to get her mobile phone, and dialed the 120 emergency number with trembling fingers.

In my ears was Du Ling's voice.

Du Ling rushed over from the corridor, pushed Shu Yanyan aside, shouted his wife's name vigorously, picked her up horizontally and ran towards the elevator.

Shu Yanyan knelt on the wall, her eyes were blank.

She spread her hands.

Bloodstained hands.

She killed someone.

Shu Yanyan's incident is just an episode for the wedding.

This incident alarmed the Xue family and the Xu family, and the Xu family took into account the normal progress of the wedding, and the face of the He family, so they temporarily suppressed this matter, and privately asked someone to send the relevant person to the hospital, sent a cronie to accompany him, and called to inform him in time if something happened.

In the hall, a uniformed staff member hurriedly ran to He's father and mother to inform him at this time.

Father He and Mother He's faces changed in shock, and they hurriedly followed the waiter out of the hall.

He Lian, whose face was so pale that there was no blood, stood on the second floor, holding a glass of champagne in his hand, looking at such a scene, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Intentional homicide and mistress Xiaosan, any one of them is Shu Yanyan, and the He family will be completely black.

He turned and raised his hand to pour the clear liquor from the goblet into the potted plant.

The preparations for the wedding in front of the stage are being carried out in an orderly manner.

The groomsmen and bridesmaids are in place, the guests who come to the wedding are in place, and the groom is in place.

Jiang Jianing, as a "mother's family", is always in the background.

Because Du Qingling was injured and hospitalized, Zheng Chunli replaced the commander-in-chief at the wedding scene, arranging interviews and follow-up work by media reporters.

Zheng Chunli leaned back in the public seat, breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the time.

There are still twenty minutes left before the official start.

Zheng Chunli glanced at Jiang Jianing beside her.

It has been nearly half a year since the two talked during the Chinese New Year.

In the past six months, Jiang Jianing knew that the Xu family had their own future, and Zheng Chunli also knew Jiang Jianing's words at that time, and most of them were deliberately said in front of her.

It's just that when she looks at Jiang Jianing, she always thinks of her daughter.

If her daughter is still alive, she will be as old as Jiang Jianing.

Jiang Jianing suddenly spit out a name: "Xu Shiwen."

Zheng Chunli trembled and looked at her in astonishment, "You...... What do you say?"

Jiang Jianing repeated it again.

"Xu Shiwen."

This name is the name of Zheng Chunli's late daughter.

"You...... How do you know?" Zheng Chunli asked with a pale face.

Jiang Jianing said, "What I saw is over there at the ancestral shrine."

She took a closer look at the structure in the ancestral shrine

and the tablet, or that time in the ancestral shrine to punish kneeling.

In the middle of the hall on the side of the ancestral hall, the tablets of the ancestors of the Xu family are placed, and on the other side, this name is placed.

From the date of birth and death and name, she guessed that it was the deceased child of the Xuhui couple.

"How did she die?"

Zheng Chunli's eyes trembled slightly.

How...... Dead.

"She...... Dead on the ship."

Boat......

It's a ship again.

When Jiang Jianing heard this word, he sensitively sensed that something was wrong.

Zheng Chunli remembered that winter, when her daughter died, it was nine consecutive days, and the coldest time, she was salvaged from the frozen river on the pier, and her body had turned purple.

In the end, the reason for the investigation was that he had lost his footing and fell off the boat, and by the time it was salvaged, the child had already died.

Zheng Chunli recalled that it was like pressing her against the wall again, and it was completely late.

Jiang Jianing looked at Zheng Chunli's expression in a trance, and she didn't seem to know anything inside, so she temporarily stopped the conversation.

She sent the year of Xu Shiwen's death at that time to Zhou Jingrun.

[You help me check, this year, did the Xu family sail? ] 】

In the hallway, a figure passed by.

Jiang Jianing clasped his mobile phone and raised his eyes to look over.

Xue Rin'an's groom dress has been put on.

It's not the same as a formal suit, with more decorative highlights.

Moreover, Jiang Jianing has also seen it.

This groom's dress is the same as Xu Shiying's wedding dress.

It looks like a haute couture set for the bride and groom.

Xue Rinan stood still in front of her, looking down at her.

Jiang Jianing propped up the handrails, slowly sat up straight, and stood up.

She stared straight into his eyes, "It's you."

Xue Rin'an: "It's not me."

The corners of Jiang Jianing's lips hooked up a sarcastic smile, she just turned sideways, trying to get out of Xue Rin'an's passage and leave, the man had already tightly clamped her wrists, pulled her over, pulled her into the lounge, and closed the door with a bang.

Zheng Chunli struggled out of the grief memories, and before she could notice the dark tide between the two, the door slammed shut.

Jiang Jianing was pressed on the door panel by Xue Rin'an.

She didn't struggle, letting him grab her wrists and press her shoulders.

"Xue Rin'an, you hurt me."

Xue Rin'an let go of her wrist at this time.

Jiang Jianing's skin is white, and his wrists are marked with red marks.

Xue Rin'an lowered the turbulence in his pupils, "Your mother's car accident is not me."

Jiang Jianing sneered, "Did I ask you? Xue Shao, you are now covering your ears and stealing the bell, there are no three hundred taels of silver here."

She turned around directly and was about to open the door, but was grabbed by Xue Rin'an's wrist again.

Jiang Jianing struggled hard, "You let go!"

Xue Rin'an didn't let go this time, he grabbed her wrist and moved forward, "I know you doubt me, it's not me, I won't hurt your mother."

"Oh, I see," Jiang Jianing asked, "Can I go?" Xue Shao, today is the wedding of you and my sister, if you don't let people see it, it will be just a romantic affair for you at that time, but for me, I'm afraid that the water splashed on my body will not be clean, you should know that gossip hurts a woman much more than a man."