Chapter 1895

Late at night, Fang Jiamei couldn't sleep. Looking at the sleeping man, she tucked him in and went out carefully in the dark.

When she comes to the living room and turns on the floor lamp beside the sofa, Fang Jiamei bends down and takes out what Shao Zhong left her at the bottom of the tea table.

Legs up, take the side of the blanket cover, through the weak light to open.

There are only a few real estate that are really valuable, and the others are useless to her. She wants to repay the debt to her brother, but he says nothing, so she has no way at all.

She doesn't know business, so she can't help in the face of it.

What makes her even more confused is why Fang Shaozhong left her these things?

For so many years, he has never done his duty as a father. In Fang's family, as long as he said a word, Lin Qingwan and the servants would not do that to her.

But he didn't.

She didn't even know what he was doing to get her home.

For him, Fang Jiamei felt more like a disgrace to him.

A product of an unexpected affair.

But now Fang Shaozhong is dead, her father is dead

Instead of taking out the most valuable things to fill the loopholes, leaving them to his wife or his only son, he gave them to her

What does that mean.

Fang Jiamei's heart was shaken, and there was even a little hope in it.

Is it true that her father has her in his heart, but in that family, his status is not as good as Lin Qingwan, so there is no way to treat her well?

Is it true that she is also a child loved by her father, but he didn't express it?

Fang Jiamei sat on the sofa and sighed softly. She looked out of the window at the dark night scene. The city was dotted with stars, telling the loneliness of the night.

In fact, now, she didn't have the real feeling that Fang Shaozhong was really dead. Such a good person suddenly disappeared.

In that way.

She thinks there's something wrong with it.

Shao Zhongfang didn't believe that she would commit suicide if she owed a huge sum of money.

Because even if he has no sense of responsibility, he is not so easy to be knocked down.

When I think of Lin Zhongping's conversation with his father today, I think of a trace of fear in my heart.

Will there be another conspiracy for Dad's death?

Behind him came a slight sound of footsteps, and the next second Fang Jiamei was carried into her arms by the man.

Mo Yiheng chin against her shoulder, voice with a trace did not wake up hoarse, "up for what?"

Fang Jiamei's side eye looked at him and bent her lips. "I can't sleep. I'm afraid I'll disturb you."

Mo Yiheng rubbed on her shoulder, "don't worry, I'll help you deal with it. You can do your own business at ease, eh?"

His words let Fang Jiamei feel inexplicable peace of mind, turned to look at his lazy face with sleepy, with a trace of pain in the eyes, "Yiheng, when I'm not here, how do you live?"

What kind of life did he lead during the two years when she was away?

Mo Yiheng looked at her with a little sleepy, and his eyes were dark.

Dodge type of move one's eyes away, particularly calm mouth: "pass like that."

"What kind of life?" Fang Jiamei tilted her head and looked into his eyes.

Mo Yiheng was staring at her nowhere to hide, simply looked at her round and clear eyes, "there was decadence for a period of time, and then joined the group."

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