Yuan Jianjun slowly stopped laughing and looked at Lin Xiaoxiao through the glass window as if she wanted to see another figure.
"Yan Wei, Song Qifeng, And your father, Liu Zhenting, and I were born in a rich family and are close in age. We have been close to each other since childhood, and we have been admitted to the same school together. Until everyone becomes an adult, they have to shoulder the burden of family. Everyone yearns for a rich life. But who knows that Song Qifeng is the most unfortunate one of the four of us? Although he was born in a rich family, he is old in the Song family. He is just paving the way for his brothers. Song Qifeng is not willing to secretly expand in A city. If the gangster forces make money, he dares to do anything, but it is at this time that your father Lu Zhenting noticed that he has always been elegant and soft-hearted, and he is also the most talkative among the four of us. He found Song Qifeng and wanted to persuade him, but it turned out to be a bad ending. Your father had already mastered a lot of illegal evidence of Song Qifeng at that time. He wanted to give the evidence to Yan Weike, who is in the position of the Central Military Commission. If Qifeng is like this, it will really be over. "Yuan Jianjun suddenly stopped and looked ethereal.
"I’m not here to listen to your memoirs. I just want to know what killed my parents in those days." Lin Xiaoxiao looked impatient.
"I can do this if I love my wife and father my child."
Lin Xiaoxiao was quite surprised. Was Yuan Yuan’s father Song Qifeng, the Song family, but before that, the Yuan and Song families were interested in marriage and arranged for her to marry Song Yu? Then they were really a bit messy.
"Song Qifeng but after the housework you this is"
"Hum, I’m not a junior high school student now. Qifeng and I privately agreed for life a long time ago, but because of the parents’ life, the matchmaker finally let us split up, and I ended up in this situation today. I never married and he Sun Mantang hahaha." Yuan Jianjun suddenly laughed a little crazy.
"You know, actually Yuan Yuan is not my own son. My own son was lost by the old witch of the Song family on the day of my production. Yes, Song Yu is very good. Is he the mayor of A city?"
Lin Xiaoxiao’s total civet cat change is a theatrical story. Now at first glance, she suddenly turned from initial resentment to indifference to Yuan Jianjun.
"I don’t want to kill Zhen whether he is a gentle and good eldest brother who has always treated me like a sister, but if he is alive and windy, there is nothing I can do." Yuan Jianjun cried bitterly.
Lin Xiaoxiao connected the information said by the woman in front of the glass window. It is not difficult to understand that his father Lu Zhenting had mastered all the illegal evidence of Song Qifeng’s establishment of a gang in A city, and Yuan Jianjun, a Song Qifeng amorous feelings man, was treacherous and desperate to protect his beloved man. He designed Lu Zhenting to find someone to tamper with her parents’ car in advance, and then arranged for the tanker to get out of control. Because there was no evidence that it was a deliberate murder, the case was finally closed according to an accident.
Lin Xiaoxiao disdained to stare at this woman who deprived others of their family happiness because of her own selfish interests. Lin Xiaoxiao was not a good man and a woman. Now she has sentenced Yuan Jianjun to justice.
"I know that my sin is unforgivable, and I don’t ask you to forgive me, but I finally beg you to let my son Song Yu go. He doesn’t know anything. Even if I beg you," Yuan Jianjun suddenly got up and knelt down to knock and knock toward the glass, and he kept chanting "Please let him go, let him go."
Lin Xiaoxiao coldly looked at kneeling on the ground and kept kowtowing. Yuan Jianjun said that she didn’t like it. She was just about to get up and leave Yuan Jianjun. Suddenly she got up and lay on the thick partition glass like a great determination. "Song Qifeng is still alive. He is still alive. He is not dead."
Lin Xiaoxiao’s footsteps were a result of the early Song and Yu Dynasties. She did investigate the Song family. Song Qifeng died of a serious illness more than 20 years ago, but now Yuan Jianjun tells her that people are dying and their words are good. At this time, Yuan Jianjun really doesn’t need to lie to her.
"Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to Song Yu." Lin Xiaoxiao threw this sentence and went out without looking at Yuan Jianjun.
In front of the tombstone of Lu’s parents in A city cemetery
Lin Xiaoxiao put a bunch of white flowers in front of the tombstone and her eyes were filled with tears.
Mom and dad, I avenged you. You are alive in heaven. Did you see that?
Yuan Jianjun has been in prison, and her charges will be shot soon.
I finally got your revenge.
Lin Xiaoxiao’s heavy burden on her shoulders finally relaxed, and she finally had the face to worship them on the memorial day every year.
Before she came to A city, she had already investigated the location of the Lushi couple’s cemetery, but Lin Xiaoxiao didn’t even have the courage to stand in front of this tombstone before the electrocution was reported.
Now Lin Xiaoxiao raised his glass in front of him.
There seems to be a lot to say in my heart, but at this time she can’t say anything.
It’s over. It’s finally over
"I finally made it, mom and dad. You can rest in peace in heaven, right?" Lin Xiaoxiao bit her lips and tears surged out.
Light rain falls on Lin Xiaoxiao.
Rain mixed with tears blurred.
I don’t know what Lin Xiaoxiao actually thought of Yan Lang at this moment.
When I thought of this theory, I always silently supported her behind her back. The man’s eyes played back one scene after another like a film.
The rain suddenly stopped overhead.
Lin Xiaoxiao looked up and saw an extra black umbrella and a black windbreaker Yan Lang beside her.
He didn’t ask why she appeared in front of her parents’ tombstone at this time and patted her shoulder. The fundus was gentle and relieved like a deep blue sea.
After learning that Lin Xiaoxiao had gone to the Public Security Bureau, Yan Lang quickly rushed back from the city by military plane and followed Lin Xiaoxiao to the cemetery through Ceng Chengjie to give real-time coordinates.
She cried at the grave, and he watched from a distance until it rained and she was still at the grave, so she bought an umbrella.
"Yan Lang" Lin Xiaoxiao looked at him and didn’t expect that he just appeared when he missed him.
Yan Lang reached out and rubbed her hair "I am"
Mom and dad, have you seen it? I’m doing well now and I’m grateful to have a good husband.
Two people in the cemetery for a while before the car back:
Chapter 25 You pick the posture
"Yan Lang" looked at the present person Lin Xiaoxiao at home and suddenly gave birth to an impulse.
I want to give him a good hug
Yan Lang looked down at her. "Well, my clothes are all wet. Go in and take a hot bath and change clothes. Don’t catch a cold."
"Husband, I love you and we will be together forever." Lin Xiaoxiao looked at her with watery eyes. Her eyes were wet and crystal clear. She hugged Yan Lang tightly around her waist.
Yan Lang looked up at her stunning face, which was beautiful in the world. He had seen so many beauties passing by so many scenery, but this woman made him feel at home, and having her made him settle down.
"If Xiao Xiao can marry you, my generation must be a good man." Yan Lang’s eyes gradually became soft, and his lips evoked a slightly radiant evil spirit. "I am not at home these two days, so I must make up my posture tonight. You choose."
Xiao Xiao Qiao’s face is red in the face, and this man has covered her waist with a kiss, which is overbearing and suffocating.
"I haven’t taken a shower yet." Lin Xiaoxiao’s voice was blurred.
Yan Lang has put her on her shoulder "together".
"Hey, let me come here or at the gate." Lin Xiaoxiao gently beat his back.
Yan Lang bent his lip angle "not to let go"
"let go"
"don’t let go"
The conversation between the two was a little childish with little nutrition, but it was sweet. As they entered the room, they drifted away and could no longer be heard.
Lin Xiaoxiao and Yan Lang have returned to their greasy and sweet days since they came back from the cemetery that day.
Yuan Jianjun was finally sentenced to death, except for the drug case, smuggling, money laundering and intentional homicide, which were enough to put her in jail. Perhaps the death penalty may be a relief for a proud person like Yuan Jianjun.
Now the Yuan family has completely collapsed, and there are now three of the four big families in A city.
It is the news that Song Qifeng is still alive these days that makes Lin Xiaoxiao uneasy. What did Song Qifeng cheat to death in those days? Since Song Qifeng has been alive all these years, where has he been doing? Now what is Ye Lei, the gangster in A city, with him? Will Ye Lei go to Song Qifeng or will Song Qifeng come back? Lin Xiaoxiao has too many questions but can’t find an answer. After all, she didn’t tell Yan Lang about her conversation with Yuan Jianjun. She just didn’t want to bother him.
Since Yan Lang came back from Beijing, he has become very busy, because they have never interfered with each other’s work since they met each other, and Lin Xiaoxiao has not asked much.
Yan Lang goes home every night and has leisure time with Lin Xiaoxiao, but Yan Lang has always opposed Lin Xiaoxiao’s going to the city to visit Lu Shaoyang’s family of three. The reason is that he is worried that the place where Lu Shaoyang’s family settled down will be traced to Lin Xiaoxiao. Think about it and feel that he is no longer in a hurry. He will be caring and attentive, but she soon learned from Luo Ziyu’s slip of the tongue that her own brother Lu Shaoyang woke up as early as two weeks ago. But what should Yan Lang keep from her? If Lin Xiaoxiao wants to know more results from Luo Ziyu’s mouth, she will be taken care of the baby by her good sister-
Lin Xiaoxiao always feels that Yan Lang has something to hide from her. Does she have it, but what will it be?
Lin Xiaoxiao has prepared an exquisite dinner after Yan Lang came home in the evening.
The husband and wife sit opposite each other and have their own thoughts.
"What are you doing now, Yan Lang?" Lin Xiaoxiao bit a poached egg to test.
Yan Lang picked up a piece of meat and put it in Lin Xiaoxiao’s bowl. His narrow eyes narrowed slightly and he handed Lin Xiaoxiao a newspaper at the table. "Is this the headline today?"
Lin Xiaoxiao didn’t read the newspaper because of his upset mood. At this time, the most striking headline is that Yuan Jianjun, who was taken into custody, was shot last night.
I don’t know if Song Yu knows who her real mother really is. It’s better not to know. Well, Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly found that her thoughts were led astray by Yan Lang, and she quickly turned the topic back.
"Yan Lang, do you have anything to say to me?" Lin Xiaoxiao asked, holding chopsticks.