Chapter 1341

Wen ruoqing's eyes burst into tears. Jiang Lingyun quickly swept her shoulder and patted her shoulder silently.

Dabai's hand tightened his fist, glared at Jiang Lingyun, turned and strode away.

The woman he guarded with his heart was still with this man.

Although he doesn't like Liang Xianzhong, he doesn't like this man even more!

However, he could not be her master.

Because she only treats him as a friend!

"Madam, the things behind President Wen have been arranged. There are still some things you need to decide yourself. Please follow me."

The personal assistant came over with a respectful face.

Wen ruoqing's just wiped tears burst out again.

She bit her lips, endured her grief, nodded and followed her personal assistant.

Jiang Lingyun is ready to accompany him. Thinking of the warmth on one side, he stops again.

"I'll help you stay in the hotel for a few days."

Smelling the speech, he nodded warmly. He didn't speak, but his heart floated.

Old man Wen is going to have a funeral, which will take at least a week.

She can't wait so long. She can't wait for a moment.

She's going to him herself!

Warm people arranged by Jiang Lingyun entered the restaurant he arranged.

When she entered the luxury suite, she went to the window and looked at the night view outside and the lights. Her nose was sour and her eyes were moist.

"Husband, that person must be you, right? Where are you? I will find you!"

Wen ruoqing returns to the villa with Jiang Lingyun.

The manor, which covers an area of several thousand meters, is solemn and majestic like a lion in the night.

Jiang Lingyun is not the first time to come to this manor. Tonight's manor is decorated with lights and festivities everywhere.

But now, the happy event has become a funeral.

All the red is being taken away by the servant and replaced with White Damask.

Wen ruoqing looked at such a big manor, his shoulders trembling.

Jiang Lingyun sighed and broke her shoulder.

"If you are in love, don't be sad. Dad is gone, you still have me. In the future, I will rely on you. I will take you as my palm treasure and love you all my life."

A promise is even more provocative under the dizziness of late at night.

Wen ruoqing's nose is sour, and tears fall down again.

"Lingyun, am I bad? I killed my father, didn't I? Why should I be so capricious? Why should I be angry and get engaged to Liang Xianzhong! It's all my fault!"

If she wasn't so willful, maybe her father could live a few more years.

It is because of her ignorance that this tragedy will be caused.

She's a bad woman!

Wen ruoqing tightened Jiang Lingyun's skirt with both hands and cried bitterly.

"Well, don't blame yourself! It's me. It's all me. I didn't give you enough sense of security to make you distrust me. It won't happen in the future. If you feel bad, don't cry. Your father won't be at ease when he sees you crying like this, huh?"

Jiang Lingyun doesn't want to worry about who is right and who is wrong.

The dead are dead, and the living should live seriously.

Wen ruoqing was crying, and her beautiful eyes were red and swollen.

Such a fragile appearance is rare. Jiang Lingyun felt pity in her heart, reached out and gently pinched her chin and sighed.

"If you are in love, stop crying. My heart hurts when you cry. If you don't believe it, touch it."

Wen ruoqing raised his red and swollen eyes, and his hand was held by him and pasted on his chest.

Plop, plop, can feel his chest beating strongly.

The night is blurred, the sky is dotted with stars, and warm yellow lights are projected on the earth, reflecting the slender shadows of men and women.

The two hugged each other and intertwined each other's breathing.