Liu Yuqing walked in quickly, her expression was extremely serious, but after seeing Lin Liang, her expression changed.

She looked at Fang Ming, meaning Fang Ming was waiting outside.

Fang Ming understood and left the lounge.

Hou Shude looked at Liu Yuqing. She saw the expression on Liu Yuqing's face. Lin Jian was facing away from the door, so she didn't see Liu Yuqing's expression.

Hou Shude said to Lin Lian: "Child, go to bed for a while, grandma tells your aunt something."

Lin Lian looked at Liu Yuqing who came in, nodded and entered the bedroom.

Hou Shude looked at the bedroom door closing and walked out.

Fang Ming was outside, and Hou Shude said, "Xiao Ming, you are inside."

"Um."

Fang Ming entered the lounge, Liu Yuqing opened the lounge next to him and went in with Hou Shude.

"Mom, Zhao Qiwei is here to send a gift."

"Zhao Qiwei?"

Hou Shude looked at Liu Yuqing, his old eyes narrowed slightly, and cold and lewd out.

"Yes, things have been sent to a safe place."

"Nan Hong is now holding someone there."

Zhao Qiwei, if he didn't know him, no one would think about this gift he gave today.

But everyone knows what kind of person he is, especially on today's day, when he gives gifts, it is impossible for people not to think too much or even be wary of him.

Hou Shude thought deeply, and after a while, she spoke out: "Go and take a look."

Liu Yuqing nodded and left with Hou Shude.

In the lounge next to it, Fang Ming sat on the sofa and waited. He looked at the time and then thought about things.

Lin Lian's injuries were not serious, otherwise she would not have been raised for so long, but until now, her injuries were no longer in danger of life.

In a situation like today, she will feel pain, but it won't be very serious.

However, it is best not to appear in such situations in a intensive manner.

If it appears densely, she will have great sequelae and is not good.

In the room, Lin Lian didn't know what was happening outside, so she sat on the single sofa, her body softened, leaned against the backrest, and her eyes closed.

A little tired.

She needs to rest.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind and she opened her eyes.

She remembered something.

It seemed that the information was sent to her mobile phone before, but because of the situation at that time, she didn't read it and forgot it later.

Lin Lian sat up on the sofa and took out his cell phone.

Remember that right.

There is indeed an unread message.

And the sender of this information is an unfamiliar number.

Lin Lian looked at the number and still clicked on it.

[He is dead, are you satisfied?

】 die.

This is an extremely unfamiliar word.

Although everyone knows this word, when it really appears, Lin Liang's breathing stagnates.

She looked at this sentence and the word, as if she suddenly lost her language, breathing, and strength.

She didn't move and forgot everything.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated and an incoming call appeared on the phone screen.

Lin Lian trembled and his consciousness came back.

She looked at the call, unfamiliar number.

It is the number that sent the message.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, and her hands were even unstable.

But she swallowed with her throat, held her phone tightly, then looked up, looked at the light outside the window, and her fingertips passed the answer button: "Hey."

"Ha, you're very happy, are you?"

The familiar voice, with sneering, hatred, and anger.

Liu Yao's cold and arrogant face rose in front of Lin Liang.

Her lips moved slightly, and then opened: "What do you want to say?"

"What?"

"What do I want to say?"

"Haha..."                                                             

Isn’t everything you do now and get to be worthy of him?”

"What are you pretending?"

"..."                                                                                                                              �

She looked at the light outside the window, her eyelashes didn't move, and she seemed to have not heard these words calmly.

Liu Jing didn't hear Lin Lian's voice, and even more hated: "I have been with him for thirty years. How long have you been with him?"

"Oh, no."

"It should be said that how long did you know him and get married?"

"I used to think he was angry with me for marrying you, but now I don't think so, because you are skilled in your skills."

"Your purpose is to lie dormant for so many years, from an ordinary person with nothing to a master today."

"You have to get him completely. In a few years, it will take me thirty years, which is enough."

"Haha..." Liu Jing laughed, as if she was mocking herself, and as if she was sarcastic, and more often she was laughing at her stupidity.

He didn't even see through Lin Lian's scheming.

But she smiled and became cold.

The phone became quiet.

Lin Lian listened to the quietness, her eyelashes moved and her eyes retracted.

She lowered her head, took off her phone, and her fingertips fell on the hangup button.

But at this moment, Liu Jing's voice came from his phone: "He is dead."

"..."                                                              �

At this moment, time seemed to be still, and all the sounds pressed the pause button.

All living things are frozen and cold.

Including her heart.

But suddenly, for some reason, a sharp stone suddenly pierced into her heart.

Lin Lian frowned in an instant, bent his body and covered his heart with his hands.

Even, she grabbed the skirt of her heart, and her face turned pale due to pain.

"You're in vain."

"He's dead."

"Because of you, he's dead."

"Lin Lian, you will never get what you want."

"forever!"

Bang!                                                              

She leaned against the sofa in pain, curled up, but still couldn't stop the severe pain.

Even the pain made her unable to breathe, and even with her lips open, it was difficult to breathe.

It hurts so much.

It was like there were countless knives cut in her body, and she felt so painful that she didn't know what to do.

Her body gradually became soft and she fell to the ground, sweat filling her forehead.

Outside the bedroom, Fang Ming was holding his cell phone to read Zhan Lianshi's body report.

He always feels something is wrong.

Suddenly, he heard a subtle sound from the bedroom, as if something had fallen to the ground.

He looked over and listened again, and there was no movement.

It's very quiet inside.

He thought for a while, got up and went outside the bedroom, and was about to knock on the door.
Chapter completed!