Although Yi Zhentian has done many evil things in his life and died without mercy, everyone is equal before the law, and Du Yunyan cannot be let off just because Yi Zhentian has done so many bad things.
What's more, in addition to the Yi Zhentian incident, Du Yunyan not only indirectly caused the death of Song Haiyue, the wife of the general manager of Beifeng Group, but even the previous car accident of the general manager of Beifeng Group was caused by him.
If there is no accident, what Du Yunyan will face will be the highest punishment under the law, death penalty.
Sikong Jingqiu no longer cares whether Du Yunyan dies or not.
His heart is dead and nothing can cause him to care anymore.
With Sikong Jingqiu like this, the person he is most worried about is Mrs. Sikong.
Haiyue's death was a huge blow to Old Mrs. Sikong. Faced with the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person twice, Old Mrs. Sikong fainted several times.
But she can't fall down because she still has to take care of Sikong Jingqiu, who is like a walking zombie and has no awareness of the outside world, and her great-grandson who lost his mother just after he was born.
No matter how exhausted she was mentally and physically, she had to hold on, otherwise the family would collapse.
Old Mrs. Sikong held her great-grandson, who had opened his eyes and was beginning to feel curious about everything in the outside world, to the motionless grandson who had been sitting on the sofa in the bedroom like a statue for the past few days.
"Jingqiu." Mrs. Sikong called her grandson's name softly.
Sikong Jingqiu remained motionless, as if he had not heard Mrs. Sikong's shout.
Not minding Sikong Jingqiu's attitude of ignoring him at all, Mrs. Sikong pulled up a chair and sat down opposite him, freed up a hand, patted his hand and said, "Are you going to continue like this, regardless of the child?"
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Sikong Jingqiu still didn't move.
Mrs. Sikong let out a long sigh and brought the grinning child to Sikong Jingqiu, "Are you really planning to make this child lose his mother and eventually lose his father?"
After hearing this, Sikong Jingqiu finally regained a little bit of his consciousness, and his surrounding eyes moved slightly invisibly.
When Mrs. Sikong saw this, her thoughts suddenly changed, and she immediately stepped up her efforts and said, "Hai Yue fought tooth and nail to keep this child..."
Old Mrs. Sikong couldn't help but cry when she thought of her granddaughter who passed away before she even had time to formally recognize her.
She sobbed for a while, and after letting out the emotions that had been suppressed in her chest for three days, she said, "He is so cute, can you really bear it..."
Old Mrs. Sikong did not continue talking.
She couldn't express that possibility.
But if you let your grandson continue to be decadent like this, you may really face the attack of a white-haired man and a black-haired man again...
She is already in her final years, and it is impossible for her to raise her great-grandson to adulthood in a few more decades. If Jingqiu collapses, then this child will really have nothing to rely on.
Whenever Mrs. Sikong thinks about what might happen in the future, she feels a twinge of pain in her chest.
Why does God treat their family like this?
She finally found her granddaughter, and she finally hoped that the matter would be over, but in the end...
How could she accept this?
How can you believe it?
Old Mrs. Sikong was just sad and kept wiping her tears. She didn't notice that Sikong Jingqiu, who was opposite her, slowly raised her eyes and stared at the little baby in her arms for a moment.
Sikong Jingqiu looked directly at the baby in the arms of Mrs. Sikong.