"What do you want to say?"
Su muying looks at Leng Yichen with very funny eyes.
"Do you think people will believe what you say?"
"The man in your mouth, first of all, should be a man. I really don't understand how you connected me to a man
Su muying's tone is still very ironic, and her posture is not lost to Leng Yichen.
And the corner of her mouth has always been with the smile she had just had, as if Leng Yichen said something, she didn't care.
It doesn't matter what people say about her.
"If you can change Xiao Jing's face, you can't find a way to change her voice? It should be easy for you
Leng Yichen said, eyes gradually smeared with a layer of thick black can not see clearly the gas.
An Xiaojing is still holding on to Xiaoli's hand tightly, even dare not let go.
If Su muying is really a young master.
So now, small separation is the most unsafe.
She could not imagine how Su muying had treated her son.
An Xiaojing held Xiaoli closer.
"Mommy!"
Xiaoli looks up at an Xiaojing.
It seems that an Xiaojing's hand is a little heavy.
"Well, dear, little Li."
An Xiaojing also realized that her strength was a little heavy, so she had to gradually lighten her strength.
Su muying puts her eyes on an Xiaojing and the children in her hands.
"Is the man in the coffin an Xianyang?"
Leng Yichen suddenly opened his mouth.
This, let the people present take a breath.
An Xianyang is dead.
This is an accepted fact.
It was broadcast by all the media.
It's also a big event to stir up the imperial capital.
An Xiaojing's eyes were wide open and her tears were almost falling.
"What?"
She asked.
I don't know if Leng Yichen's words are true.
Leng Yichen nodded.
"Xiaojing, I just thought of it recently, but for the gun that night."
Leng Yichen pauses, Su muying's face has obviously begun to turn white.
"What happened to that gun?"
"The gun I showed you was found in the porch where the coffin is located, and you first thought it was your brother's gun. This is a key clue. According to this clue, I found the owner of the gun. It's your brother's boss. After that, I found the so-called boss. He said that he had already given the gun to your brother. Your brother has two guns, one with a wrench and one without. "
An Xiaojing didn't know about this. Now Leng Yichen told herself that she felt incredible.
What's more, there seems to be a little hope in my heart.
My brother is still alive.
Su muying bit her lips, and her lips turned red.
It seems that the mention of an Xianyang's name made her nervous.
Even compared with an Xiaojing.
"I don't know what you're talking about now."
Su muying's voice suddenly trembled and her eyes were evasive.
"Is my brother still alive? Isn't it? "
An Xiaojing has no sense of self-defense.
Just now she can't wait to get close to Su muying.
Even her hands caught her by the collar.
"Isn't it? Where's my brother? Where is my brother? "
Asked an Xiaojing.
Leng Yichen stood aside, he wanted to stop.
I'm afraid that Su muying will hurt an Xiaojing.
But an Xiaojing's mood is about to explode.
When it comes to an Xianyang, she becomes like this.
Su muying slowly returns to God.
Then he shook his head.
She put the focus on the person in front of her and tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"Your brother?"
Then she looked at an Xiaojing and looked forward to her eyes.
"I don't know. The coffin is gone, and so is your brother."
Su muying's voice sounds so sad.
An Xiaojing seemed to be caught in a moment.
The whole person has no action to follow.
Su muying means that she is a young master.
The man in the coffin is an Xianyang.
How?
What happened?
"Why? Why do you do that to my brother? Why use me like that? Using my kids? Do you know, Xiaoli was almost killed by you. Are you human or not? "All the resentments and grievances of the past have climbed into my heart.
An Xiaojing's voice resounded throughout the hall.
Yu huanluo swallows her saliva, as if for the first time to see an Xiaojing like this.
"What have you done to my brother? What have you done to my brother?"
"Your brother lost his memory after he was injured. He has always been a vegetable, always has been."
Su muying said it honestly.
But an Xiaojing fainted because the fact was too painful.
"Xiaojing! Xiaojing
"Xiaojing!"
"Mommy!"
All the voices were coming up.
An Xiaojing's brain was blank, and she finally fell down.
Su muying chose to leave.
Her face was still so pale that she chose to run out of this hall at such a time of chaos.
Su muying runs to the cemetery.
Winter rain is pattering down, although not big, but still can wet people's clothes.
It's not a tomb sweeping day. There are few people in the cemetery. Through the hazy rain curtain, Su Mu Ying walks a little staggering.
There is no umbrella, the rain wet clothes more revealed.
She stumbled to a tombstone and knelt down with a thump.
Raising his eyes, Ai Ai Ai looked at the tombstone in front of her, and her eyes grew ruddy.
"Grandma..." Su Mu Ying sobbed and called.
But in front of the tombstone, engraved is Leng Yichen grandfather's name.
Before, she promised her grandmother to put her grandmother's ashes here after she left, so that she could be with Leng Yichen's grandfather.
So Chengfeng saw that scene at his grandmother's Cremation Funeral.
After that, she put a fake urn in the backyard of the Su family.
But there was nothing in the urn.
This is also the reason why Chengfeng found the ashes empty.
Su muying's beautiful eyes are full of crystal clear tears, and a trace of tough pain and forbearance is faintly revealed in the depth of eyes.
"I'm sorry Grandma, I'm sorry
She never thought that she did such a seamless thing, or Leng Yichen to see through.
See through.
Indeed, along the way, young master is another identity of her.
She's been doing bad things all the time.
And when she was exposed by the public, she even had a grandmother in her mind.
She seemed to blame herself like those people, and she seemed to open her arms to give her a hug. Grandma was such a tolerant person.
In front of her, nothing can't be forgiven.
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