Duanmu LANYA can't forgive herself!

Xiao Qi and orange are her own flesh and blood, but they almost died in Wen Zhiyuan's hands.

Her heart, like being pierced with a sharp blade, gouged out the pain.

Wen Cheng's throat was choked, and her eyes were hot and humid. She was held by Duanmu LANYA and felt her deep sadness. She sighed and patted her back, "Mom, it's all gone."

Duanmu LANYA cries and shakes her head. She still wants to talk, but she doesn't know what else she can say besides "sorry.".

After a while, Wen orange pulled down her arm, mother and daughter are similar in height, looking at each other, eyes are flashing tears.

Wen Cheng choked and said, "it doesn't matter. I don't blame you! You, dad and grandfather should take good care of your health. Let's go first

Duanmu LANYA's body was obviously shocked, and she was forced to endure the sour and astringent. She nodded, "mom knows you are busy, go busy, and remember to go home more when you have time."

Wen Cheng tried to calm her breath, raised her fingertips and wiped off the tears on her face, "yes, we will go back after we finish handling the matter."

Often go back to see, mostly like all the married daughter, sometimes go home for a walk, only so.

……

When the two luxury cars from the front of the speeding, gradually merged into the traffic, Duanmu LANYA can't help but tears.

Perhaps, this is the best result.

Their sisters did not complain, no resentment, but quietly accepted all the arrangements.

But in her life, it's hard to be at ease.

I do not know the future, but also how many years, in order to smooth the traces of everyone's heart.

Duanmu LANYA stopped alone in the cold street for a long time.

Until the shoulder sinks, the side Mou bumps into Wen Jinghong's line of sight full of worries.

Wen Jinghong sighed and hugged her in her arms: "don't cry, it's all over. In the future... We'll make up for them."

"Um..." Duanmu LANYA nodded with a smile.

She also wanted to make up for it, but she didn't know if there was any chance in her life.

Soon after, the Wen family returned to the corridor in front of the reception room.

From a distance, I saw the old man standing beside the iron fence in front of him, saying something to Wen Jingru.

Wen Jingru, however, was sitting on the ground, his eyes glazed and his thoughts were lost.

On this day, the Wen family returned to the house.

A family of four, sitting in the hall of the living room, each heart silent.

It was also from this day that the name of Zhuang Yin became taboo in the whole Wen family.

Wen Jingru lost his love in his heart and his enthusiasm for life. In a few days, he was only 48 years old and his hair turned white overnight.

Later, Yan Shiqi heard that Wen Jingru left Wen's home, and no one knew where he had gone.

After inquiring through the fourth brother's information network, he found out that he had gone to the cemetery on the outskirts of the imperial capital. After Zhuang Yin's death, he buried her here and became the watchman of the cemetery.

He walked and stopped in the cemetery every day. No matter the seasons, rain or snow, in the afternoon, he always sat alone in front of Zhuang Yin's tomb and talked about his trifles with her.

Wen Jingru, in the latter half of his life, has been guarding Zhuang Yin in the cemetery all his life!

When Wen Chongli learned of this, he did not stop him. He just saved a fortune in his name and set up a rich family fund for his two grandchildren abroad.

From then on, the Wen family gradually retired from the imperial capital.

Zhuang Yin's death was announced in the same year that she died in a car accident.