Chapter 1337

Just as Wen ruoqing's guard Xiaohei gently pushed Liang Xianzhong away, the middle-aged man puffed out a mouthful of blood, covered his chest and slowly fell to the ground.

Liang Xianzhong's pupils narrowed, shouted uncle Kun, knelt to the ground and helped him up.

"Uncle Kun, how are you? I'll take you to the hospital."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and smiled at Liang Xianzhong. "Young master, uncle Kun is leaving and can't be with you anymore. Take care and promise uncle Kun that you can bear everything. Don't be angry for a while and don't be used by others, okay?"

"Uncle Kun."

Tears overflowed in the pupil of Liang Xianzhong's lens.

Drop by drop on your face.

He was the one who poisoned him.

However, when he was about to pay for the action, uncle Kun took the medicine in his hand first.

He doesn't know. He can't be angry.

He will do whatever he wants.

Including venting hatred.

In this way, uncle Kun found someone for him and poisoned the wine.

And soon, the writer found out the truth.

Uncle Kun died for him.

He killed Uncle Kun.

In addition to his biological mother, he is another person who is good to him in the world!

Liang Xian's tears blurred her eyes and couldn't tell what it was like in her heart.

Regret, hatred, helplessness

The middle-aged man gasped and finally spit out a mouthful of blood.

He looked at Liang Xianzhong, held his hand tightly and smiled at him. "Young master, don't be sad. Uncle Kun has cancer and has to die long ago."

With that, he slowly closed his eyes.

"Uncle Kun, uncle Kun!"

Liang Xianzhong hugged the man who was out of breath and burst into tears.

He knew that uncle Kun was still persuading him to stop blaming himself for it before he died.

He hates it!

Wen ruoqing looked at this scene and thought of his father's death. He couldn't help but don't turn his head. His heart was sad again.

Jiang Lingyun shook his head, grabbed Wen ruoqing's shoulder and relied on her.

This is a loyal servant.

It seems that I know I can't escape, so I took the poison in advance.

Since you know you will be caught, why can't you be calm and rational and don't make such a mistake?

Is revenge more important than your own life?

The middle-aged man glanced at Liang ruoxian and left Liang ruoxian.

At that glance, there was deep hatred. Even if there were lenses to cover it, it could not be ignored.

Jiang Lingyun clenched Wen ruoqing's shoulder and closed his thin lips.

Liang Xianzhong hates him and Wen ruoqing.

I just hope he has reason and doesn't do anything unusual, just like today.

"Well, if you like, let's deal with your father's death."

The truth of the poisoning incident has been revealed. Next, there are still many things to be handled by Wen ruoqing.

Wen ruoqing's tears blurred her eyes again. She dried her eyes and walked quickly to the lounge.

"Jiang Lingyun, are you and ruoqing okay?"

Fu Yunting took Xia Ling, followed by warmth, and came to Jiang Lingyun.

Jiang Lingyun sighed, shook his head and said about today's affairs.

Several people were shocked. Unexpectedly, Wenchang and suddenly died.

It's true. A happy event turns into a funeral.

"I'm sorry."

Fu Yunting patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

Jiang Lingyun nodded and was about to say something. Xia Ling suddenly had a stomachache.

"Hiss, husband, my stomach hurts a little."

Hearing the speech, Fu Yunting looked nervous, "wife, don't scare me. It's not due yet."

"Don't be nervous, it just hurts."

"Can I relax? I'll take you to the hospital right away."

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