Fan Yuncan was so flustered that his whole body was in a panic and his head was in a mess.
"This can't be true, right?"
Qingting didn't want to say anything except sighing.
When Fan Yuncan saw this, his face became paler and his eyes were full of fear.
"Speak, why don't you deny it? He is alive and well and on the plane flying to Afghanistan, right?"
No matter how much she hated him, she didn't want him to die.
Qingting shook his head slightly, "Death is like a lamp going out. Maybe it is a kind of relief for him."
Leng Zhongyu's life is a tragedy. It was doomed from the moment he came out. With such a mother, human nature is gradually distorted in a complicated environment.
I wonder if he had any regrets before he died?
Fan Yuncan's vision went dark, his body was shaky, and tears welled up in his eyes, "No, where is he? I want to see him. I don't believe that he was fine just now, with no pain or illness, and he said such vicious words. A bad person can live for a thousand years...
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The news of his death came so suddenly, everything was so unreal, and everything that happened today was like a nightmare.
Qingting couldn't bear it, "Yun Can, don't be like this. People can't be resurrected after death, so let him go in peace."
She was just a poor person who fell in love with the wrong person and ended up with scars.
Fan Qihua came over panting, her face flushed. After all, she was old and her physical strength was obviously not keeping up. "Yun Can, stop being willful and come back with me."
Having such a troubled daughter will shorten her life by ten years.
Fan Yuncan was greatly stimulated and fell into madness.
"Liars, you are all liars. I don't believe anything you say. I want to see Zhong Yu, I want to see him."
A trace of pity flashed in Qingting's eyes, "Take her to see Mr. Yu."
"yes."
Fan Yuncan's spirit was shaken, and he seemed to have received great comfort.
"It's really a trick. Who can curse people to death so viciously? It's really abominable."
As she spoke, she glared at Qingting fiercely, as if Qingting was the culprit spreading rumors.
Qingting didn't care about her, he was just seeing corpses. Did she think she was going to see a living person?
Fan Qihua tried hard to adjust her breath, her face flushed, "Qingting."
Qingting waved her hand, her expression indifferent, but she could not hide her pity. "Aunt Fan, go stay with her and don't let anything happen to her."
Fan Qihua's heart was raised, and she asked, "Is it true..."
When she heard the news, she thought it was a rumor.
How could this man die just because he said he was going to die?
He died so quickly, there was no sense of reality at all.
Qingting nodded slightly at her, and Fan Qihua suddenly felt relieved.
The big stone that had been weighing on her heart for many years was finally removed.
Although she was not kind, she was really happy. It would be fine if she died. The disaster was over, and mother and daughter could finally live a peaceful life.
Even if my daughter is temporarily in pain, it is better than suffering a lifetime of torture in the future.
Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain.
She watched the Fan family's mother and daughter go away and sighed deeply.
As soon as the elevator door rang, a tall and straight figure stepped out of the elevator. His eyes lit up when he saw her, and he strode over.
"Qingting, why are you standing here? Come here Doudou, daddy hugs you."
Xiao Yunxi opened her hands and obediently let him hold her in his arms. She nestled her little head in his arms and remained strangely silent.
Qingting touched her daughter's little face, feeling a little distressed.
"Has everything been taken care of?"
Qi Rui also looked at his well-behaved daughter. The child was no longer lively and timid like before, which made him feel very distressed.