A few minutes later, the Wen family said goodbye, and Yan Shiqi and his party left the reception room.
Xiao Zhao was still waiting outside the door. When he saw them coming out, he came forward with a smile, "Captain, are you going?"
"Well, thank you for today." Lei Ruixiu patted him on the shoulder in a casual tone.
Smell speech, small Zhao quickly shakes his head, "you can't be so polite to me, but I'll give you a bottom first, Zhuang Yin's crime plot is too serious, if there is no accident, it may be... Ka!"
Xiao Zhao made a gesture on his neck. Even if he didn't say it clearly, we all know that Zhuang Yin's death sentence is close to ten.
Lei Ruixiu smiles calmly. Even the other three people are indifferent.
Zhuang Yin, it can only be said that she is to blame. There is nothing to sympathize with.
She did not only harm the two children of the Wen family, but also all the families hurt by her drug trafficking.
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After saying goodbye to Xiao Zhao, Yan Shiqi and others walk to the roadside one after another. They just plan to get on the bus. Duanmu LANYA runs out of the three courtyards behind him anxiously.
"Xiao Qi, you wait..."
She opened her mouth and called Yan Shiqi's name.
Inkstone seven standing at the door looking back, ran into Duanmu Lan Ya's line of sight, her eyes emerged a trace of waves.
Before, and even last night in Duanmu home and her face-to-face, Yan Shiqi more or less can feel the estrangement and estrangement between their mother and daughter.
Even if there is a blood connection, there is a Wen Zhiyuan between them in reality.
At this moment, she looked at Duanmu LANYA and ran to her. In her urgent action, she was flustered.
She stood still, panting a little, red eyes in looking at inkstone when seven, once again condensed the water, her lips moved, half pay just difficult way: "Xiao Qi, mother sorry you!"
Duanmu LANYA's tone is very solemn, and her eyes are never complicated and self reproach.
Duanmu LANYA pursed her lips, tentatively stretched out her hand, and bit by bit held the inkstone Shiqi, "Xiaoqi, I'm sorry. Mom doesn't know people clearly, which makes you feel aggrieved. "
She said sorry twice in succession, trying to hide her sadness.
Inkstone when seven droop head looking at himself by Duanmu LANYA hold palm, smile, "you don't have to apologize, the whole thing inside, in fact, you didn't do anything wrong."
Compared with Duanmu LANYA's excitement, Yan Shiqi seems very calm.
Hearing this, Duanmu LANYA looks at her with burning eyes and asks chokingly, "Xiao Qi, can you forgive me? Forgive your father and grandfather, we have been deceived, but we never disapprove of you! "
"I know!" Yan Shiqi nodded with a smile, "I'm not angry, so I can't talk about forgiveness. But orange has suffered more than me. Would you like to see her
Duanmu LANYA hears her suggestion, turns her eyes and looks at the warm orange standing beside the car.
She squeezed the palm of the hand when she pinched the inkstone. When she let go of her, she quickly went to Wencheng. The next second, she hugged her directly and cried, "orange, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's mom, I'm sorry for you!"
Duanmu LANYA sobs and apologizes, heartbroken.
She had never felt so stupid for a moment.
When Xiao Qi appeared, why did she hesitate? When she knew that Wen Zhiyuan was not her own child, why did she want to let go?!