Chapter 495

So at this point, Yeming Lord took special care of ChiYan, but this time ChiYan saved Yeming Lord. This time, he was not seriously injured, but took his life in.

"I'm sorry for her." Yeming Jue suddenly said, looking at ChiYan.

Mo Qianqiu and Han Yichen turned their heads and looked at Lord Yeming. Although the body of ChiYan was lying here, they both knew and understood that Lord Yeming's words were not said to ChiYan, but to another person.

"Jue." Mo Qianqiu cried painfully.

"I promised her at that time that I would take good care of ChiYan, would not let his life be in danger, and would not let him leave the world, but I broke my appointment. I broke my appointment with her because I didn't abide by her will." Lord Yeming looked down at ChiYan and said.

Only when you are down can you understand how few people are willing to pull you.

Only when you are the poorest can you understand that no matter how good feelings are, they can't rival reality. People are not greedy for money, but they are afraid of hardship.

Only in a long life can we understand that romance is easy to endure, but few people are willing to tolerate you. Therefore, the three kinds of people in the world should be cherished most: friends who give help in the snow, brothers who are willing to accompany you through poverty, and people who tolerate you in everything.

The common problem of some people is that they are easy to see others, not themselves.

In other people's problems can be considered to be penny wise, but in their own problems can be rough to look at flowers.

A selfish heart will naturally feed a pair of selfish eyes, a way of living, and an attitude of being keen to tell people right and wrong behind their backs.

I can't see others all my life. In other words, I've never seen myself clearly.

Han Yichen heard what Lord Yeming said and put his hand on Lord Yeming's shoulder. Yes, he did promise her to protect ChiYan from harm, but he didn't expect ChiYan to save himself and die today.

"It's too late to say anything now, isn't it? Let's cremate the red flame body and bury it in a place with good scenery." Mo Qianqiu said in a deep voice.

"Do you want to inform her? After all, they are two..." Han Yichen wanted to stop talking.

"Let her know sooner or later. If you know sooner or later, there will be less pain. I'll call her." Mo Qianqiu said, taking out his cell phone and calling.

"I'll fight." Lord Yeming suddenly said.

Mo Qianqiu and Han Yichen turned their heads and looked at each other. They didn't speak. They just turned their heads and looked at Yeming and nodded.

Subsequently, Han Yichen and Mo Qianqiu personally pushed ChiYan's body to the morgue, while Yeming Jue walked aside with his mobile phone, looked at the number above, and finally pressed it.

"Hey! It's me." Yeming said in a deep voice.

With ten minutes, Yeming hung up the phone and held the phone tightly with both hands.

Mo Qianqiu, Han Yichen and his Yeming Lord came to the door of the hospital. The cold wind blew on their faces, but they didn't feel cold at all.

"Jue, I'll take you back. You should know tomorrow." Han Yichen said in a deep voice.

"No, I'll just go back by myself. You go back." Lord Yeming turned and left, leaving them a determined figure.

"Hey! Let's go," said Han Yichen.

"Well, be careful on the road. See you tomorrow," Mo Qianqiu said.

After the two humanitarians said goodbye, they got into their own car and left the hospital. Today, this thing is really a bad thing. It makes them feel bad.

It was already 10:30 when Lord Yeming returned home. At this time, the villa was very quiet and everyone went back.

Yeming took off his shoes wearily, took his coat, took his clothes and took a simple shower. When he returned to the bedroom, he saw the faint light at the head of the bed.

The night was as quiet as a pool of water. It seemed that all the creatures had fallen asleep, and everything seemed so quiet.

Ann xiaonuan is very weak. Lying in bed and then covered with a quilt, it is not easy to find someone wearing it. The weak light is scattered on ANN xiaonuan's cheeks, which looks so quiet and warm.

Yeming Knight walked to the bedside with light hands and feet. His eyes became gentle. His original fatigue disappeared a little. He opened the quilt and carefully lay on an xiaonuan's side.

He kissed Ann's warm cheek, mouth, forehead and chin.

"Good night! My baby! I hope you have me in your dream." Lord Yeming said, closing his eyes and resting.

the second day.

Yeming Jue surprisingly woke up an xiaonuan, and then told an xiaonuan that he didn't have to make up lessons today and wanted to go out. During this period, yeran Xi also wanted to go out, but he was resolutely stopped by Yeming Jue.

Because night ranxi is still pregnant, night ranxi can't go to such a place. Night ranxi has no way but to stay at home honestly.

Along the way, an xiaonuan didn't tell her where she was going no matter how she asked and how she was coquettish. Finally, an xiaonuan had to stop asking. If he really didn't want to tell her, he wouldn't tell himself.

After half an hour's drive, an xiaonuan finally knew where Yeming was taking him. It turned out to be a hospital.

"Uncle, I'm not sick!" an xiaonuan said.

"What do you think? Who says you're sick? Don't ask anything now, okay?" said Lord Yeming.

An xiaonuan looked at the trace of sadness in Yeming's eyes and quickly nodded.

Yeming Jue comes to the hospital with an xiaonuan. An xiaonuan follows Yeming Jue all the way. When an xiaonuan sees the three words of the morgue, the whole person looks at him in shock and thinks about who is dead.

Lord Yeming opened the door of the morgue. There were Han Yichen, Mo Qianqiu, Nan Lichuan, yeyi and Andrew. They all stood there facing a corpse. An xiaonuan didn't know who the man was until he walked next to him.

"Red flame!" an xiaonuan shouted in shock.

"Hmm! Red flame." Yeming said calmly.

"How... How could this happen!" Ann xiaonuan asked in shock.

She never thought that the person lying in the morgue was ChiYan. In his heart, no matter who, as long as she worked around Yeming, she felt very powerful. Even if yeyi was just a special help, an xiaonuan didn't think of it at all. Looking at the lifeless ChiYan lying there, she felt her nose sour.