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Fifty-five

Uncle Fu knocked at the door, "Master? Miss?"

For a long time, there was no echo inside. Uncle Fu sighed and carefully opened the door, seeing a scene of warmth and tranquility that no one could bear to disturb.

The master was lying peacefully on the bed, his deep, weathered eyes tightly closed!

The young lady sat on the edge of the bed, leaning her head on the master's body, sleeping quietly.

Uncle Fu remembered that when the young lady was young, when she was tired from playing, sometimes she would make noises and want to sleep in the master's study, and sometimes she would sleep in the master's room and refuse to go back to her own room. The master just doted on her.

Laughing, according to the young lady’s temperament, he coaxed the young lady to sleep, so warmly that people couldn’t bear to disturb her!

The young lady now sleeps deeply, as light as water, as quiet as the moon, with a low eyebrow and a slight smile, feeling at ease and peaceful!

A kind of sourness welled up in Fu Bo's heart, and two lines of old tears slid down his old cheeks!

★★★

The study room of Prince Jing's Mansion.

Leng Shang said in a cold voice: "Reporting to the prince, an urgent letter came from Leng Yue, Jinxiu Villa issued an obituary, and the owner Ning Tianze passed away three days ago!"

Hearing this, even Feng Junhan, who had always been deep-tempered, was a little shocked, but he soon regained his composure.

It was still dark when Jingwan left Prince Jing's Mansion. She didn't tell anyone that she was riding his horse. She didn't even catch up with Leng Yue, didn't even ask for a maid, and rushed back to Jinxiu Villa alone. Could it be that

Did you know there was such a sign?

People from the Loulan Ling clan are proficient in astrological divination, and their reputation is well-deserved!

Jinxiu Villa is a long way from the capital, so Jingwan rushed back to Jinxiu Villa as quickly as possible, right?

Feng Qingcheng looked at the second emperor brother. He could clearly see the flash of surprise in the second emperor brother's eyes just now. They all knew what it meant.

The world-famous Jinxiu Villa has naturally attracted countless coveted eyes. Although all parties are coveting it, they all stand still. Naturally, they are afraid of Ning Tianze for no other reason than Ning Tianze.

The Jinxiu Villa grew and prospered under his hands, and gradually became world-famous. Ning Tianze's ability was evident. No one dared to touch the Jinxiu Villa without full confidence.

Since ancient times, it has been easy to conquer a country, but difficult to defend it. God is really not kind to the Ning family, but Ning Tianze has no children, only a granddaughter like Ning Jing Wan!

Now that Ning Tianze has passed away, only Ning Jing Wan is left. The Ning family's business empire, and the master Shao Guoji, are afraid that all forces are ready to make a move, and the Ning family's huge business empire is facing an unprecedented crisis!

Will it be turbulent? The worst result is that it will collapse and collapse. Ning's decades of hard work will be in vain, and all the wealth will fall into the hands of others!

Feng Qingcheng sighed, although Jingwan was extremely smart, how could she cope with this sudden blow and the eager eyes of all parties?

When Feng Qingcheng thought of this, she unconsciously looked at the Second Emperor Brother. It is impossible that the Second Emperor Brother did not know the risks that Jinxiu Villa was facing now!

The Second Emperor Brother is also one of the people who is determined to win Jinxiu Villa. Will he allow those people with ulterior motives to divide the wealth of Jinxiu Villa among the richest people in the world?

The wind blew by, and fallen flowers fluttered. One piece fell from the window and landed in front of Feng Qingcheng. He looked at the fallen leaf for a long time and remained silent. What is the plan of the second emperor brother?

They all know that Jingwan is smart, but not being smart can solve all problems. The fact is that Jingwan is just a weak woman in the world, how can she resist the fierce undercurrent from all sides?

Not to mention the eager eyes from outside Jinxiu Villa, but only the people inside Jinxiu Villa, who are taking advantage of Ning Tianze's death to bully the young lady and want to fish in troubled waters. I'm afraid there are many people who take advantage of the opportunity to make a profit!

If it is rotten from the inside and is plundered from the outside, it will be easier to destroy a tree than to plant one. Even if the Jinxiu Villa family has a great business, in just a few years, the golden signboard of Jinxiu Villa will completely disappear from this world!

Many years later, when people mentioned it, they only sighed!

"Second Emperor Brother?" Feng Qingcheng looked at the Second Emperor Brother with searching eyes!

The Second Emperor Brother must have had a plan! No one would have thought that Ning Tianze would pass away suddenly, and the Second Emperor Brother must have been caught off guard. If Jinxiu Villa fell apart due to internal and external troubles, wouldn't it be a waste of the father's careful move?

What a show for the Mu family!

Marrying Ning Jingwan was to get the wealth of Jinxiu Villa. Now the royal family has not penetrated into the interior of Jinxiu Villa. No one could have imagined that such a thing would happen. It was too sudden. If he couldn't get it, wouldn't he marry Ningjing Wan in vain?

And the Mu family will definitely take this opportunity of Ning Tianze's death to do something. Who wouldn't be tempted by such a big piece of delicious food?

Feng Qingcheng sighed, the young master is suspicious, the young master is suspicious! Not only is Jingwan a woman, she is also too young, and she has been living under the protection of her grandfather. How can she suppress these coveted eyes now?

Feng Junhan gently stroked his eyebrows, his cold eyes were bottomless and silent.

Feng Qingcheng frowned, Jingwan's grandfather passed away, how is Jingwan doing now?

★★★

When Jiang Nanyan got the news, he rushed to Jinxiu Villa without stopping. He only saw this scene. In the dusk with golden wind and drizzle, falling flowers were dancing in a gorgeous and quiet way, and the dance was so cool that it was hard to believe!

Jing Wan is dressed in snow-white clothes, standing under a yellow flower tree, with long hair pouring down like floating light and mist, and the sky is beautiful like mist in smoke.

Seeing him, Jing Wan smiled slightly, her smile was peaceful and as light as clouds, making Jiang Nanyan feel in a daze for a moment, and she didn't know where to start with all the words she had prepared!

When Uncle Fu saw him, he was respectful and polite, "Old slave, see you, Prince Jiang!"

Jiang Nanyan looked at Jingwan, who was watching the flowers blooming and falling in the distance, and frowned slightly, "How is Miss?"

Uncle Fu shook his head, "After the master passed away, the young lady has been very calm. I hope that the young lady can cry, but she never did. I am really worried!"

Jiang Nanyan wanted to comfort Jing Wan, but he didn't know where to start. He just looked at Jing Wan from a distance and remained silent.

Uncle Fu took care of Ning Tianze's funeral, and Jingwan hardly took care of it. Ning Tianze was a mythical figure in the business world, and people came to pay their respects in an endless stream. The whole Jinxiu Villa was covered with hangings, which was eye-catching.

Sad, full of sentimentality.

Ning Jingwan sat in her grandfather's study, just reading quietly without saying a word. After so many years, this place where she could act like a spoiled child and cause trouble at will, now she no longer has her grandfather's doting and loving eyes!

Jingjing Wan sat on the seat of the owner of Jinxiu Villa and slowly opened the book in front of the case, her expression focused. Apart from the occasional sound of turning the pages of the book, she was so quiet that she could hear her own breathing.

Jiang Nanyan sat aside, looking at Jingwan who was immersed in her own world, quietly reading the book in her hand, with no dusty impurities in her expression, and no trace of sadness in her pulse!

Jiang Nanyan's heart hurt, and he couldn't bear Jingwan who was as calm as still water, "Jingwan, what is gone is gone and cannot be kept. The sunrise may not be a surprise, and the sunset may not be bleak. In a person's life, birth, old age, illness and death, no one can

Turn around, you have to express your condolences!"

Tranquility Wan smiled faintly. Many things have obviously been settled, but they deceive themselves and others into thinking that they are still fresh in their memories. The gatherings and separations in life are no match for the Buddha's smile. Over time, everything has changed.

Seeing Jingwan just smiling, Jiangnan Yan's heart felt like a knife piercing his heart, "Jingwan, you also have a father and a brother, you are not the only one!"

Tranquility Wan was silent. What Jiang Nanyan didn't know was that Tranquility Wan's door to outsiders had been quietly closed in the fleeting years!

In the dusty secular world, the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle. The only people who have entered her heart are her grandfather and Mo Yan. Mo Yan, who grew up with her, has looked back sadly countless times, filled with disappointment countless times, and is still peaceful.

She sees it in her eyes, just because she understands that love is not a matter of one person.

Jiang Nanyan looked at the indifferent Jingwan intently. He was so close to her, so close that he could clearly see her thick eyelashes.

Jing Wan's eyes were clear and bright. Jiang Nanyan tried hard to find a trace of pain in her eyes, but found that it was all in vain.

Jiang Nanyan's heart hurt, and he suddenly stretched out his hands and held Jingwan in his arms. He said in a low voice, "Jingwan, don't torture yourself like this. Just cry if you want. Brother will always be with you!"

The Serenity Wan clings to his warm chest, smelling the fragrance of ink on his body, allowing Jiangnan Yan's five fingers to brush through her waterfall-like hair, and the Manzhu Shahua outlined between her eyebrows is tainted with the cold fragrance.

Jingjing Wan raised her head, with his familiar casual smile, "I understand that birth, old age, illness and death are human nature, so there is nothing to cry about!"

Jiang Nanyan felt a dull pain in his heart. In Jingwan's heart, he was always an outsider, not a brother or relative worthy of Jingwan opening her heart and loving her.

Jing Wan's indifference made him deeply sad. Although Jing Wan was as lively and lovely as an elf, she also had a cold heart that viewed the world with cold eyes and indifferent feelings. How could Jing Wan truly accept it from the depths of her heart?

His brother?

Jingjing Wan pushed Jiang Nanyan away, ignoring the loss in his eyes, picked up the book in her hand, and opened it quietly, as if the scene just now had never happened!

Jiang Nanyan sat next to Jing Wan and looked at the book in Jing Wan's hand, "Drinking Water Ci". Only he knew that the woman beside him had unknowingly entered his heart and could never be found again.

Own.

It is almost dusk, but the rain outside the window is still falling, hitting the remaining flowers with a sound, but Jingwan's heart will not open no matter who knocks lightly.

Jiang Nanyan sighed softly, remembering that when he first came to Jinxiu Villa, he didn't even enter the door. There was no need to hide the disdain of the noble family towards the merchant family!

Who would have known that when I came here for the second time, it was because of my sister Jingwan that I would never want to leave again?

There is a light smoke lingering on the window sill, a light fragrance, a touch of melancholy, the breeze blows by, Jiangnan Yan looks back, Jingwan is still reading the "Drinking Water Ci", like a leisurely orchid in Nanshan Academy!

"Prince Jing is here!" A loud announcement woke up Jiang Nanyan.

Looking sideways, Jingwan didn't seem to hear anything. She still only had the "Drinking Water Ci" in her eyes, like a fish drinking water, knowing whether it is warm or cold!


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