Out of Shen Tongyu's house, Fang Mengru stops a taxi. For the first time, without calling Ji ting in advance, he goes directly to Ji's house.
Therefore, when Ji Ting learned from Tian Fu that Fang Mengru was waiting for him in the study downstairs, Ji Ting was ecstatic.
There was no news of Fang Mengru for several days. Ji Ting was so worried that he didn't know what to do. He couldn't find out what had happened to them from Ji zhanrui. He was more worried about Fang Mengru's safety. But he didn't expect that she would come to visit her now.
"Dream girl, you..." Ji Ting entered the study with a smile, but he couldn't laugh when he came into contact with Fang Mengru.
After three months' absence, Fang Mengru's long hair turned into short hair just above her shoulders. Her thin face became thinner and more tired, but her eyes became colder and colder.
This where still that pure lovely little dream wench, is simply another Fang jing'er, all act and act like very much in those days she want to leave before the manner.
"What happened to the forehead?" There were two sofas in the study. Ji Ting was sitting opposite Fang Mengru. His old fingers pointed to the scars she could not hide under the sea.
"After fainting, I knocked on the broken glass." Along the direction of Ji Ting's fingers, Fang Mengru touches her forehead and says that her face is indifferent and doesn't care, but Ji Ting is deeply distressed. He has already scolded Ji zhanrui for thousands of times. I really don't know what that smelly boy has done to make Fang Mengru like this.
"Faint? How could it just knock on the broken glass? " No wonder Ji Ting is so nervous and doesn't know what happened to his grandson. In e city, he vowed to let his father trust him to give his daughter to him. As a result, he didn't bring it back. Instead, he disappeared and reappeared a few days later. He looked desperate.
"Grandfather Ji, I'm fine." Fang Mengru smiles. It's not that she wants to tell the story so deeply. She's just too tired to tell one lie to round another.
"I just met my stepfather. I learned from him that my mother was strangled by Ruan yu'er." Without greetings and politeness, Fang Mengru directly tells her purpose of coming here today.
"Can you help me collect the evidence of Ruan yu'er's murder?" Fang Mengru's eyes are full of expectations. Ji Ting can't bear to look directly at him.
"Son, do you want to appeal under 20 years of legal prosecution? That year's case has been approved as a suicide case, but now it's even more difficult to turn it over suddenly. " Ji Ting didn't expect that Fang Mengru would know the truth of Fang Jinger's death from another channel. Even he mentioned it to him in Fang Mengru. Then he noticed Ruan yu'er's whereabouts and knew that Fang Jinger's death must have something to do with her. He handed over the information about Lin Xiaoya's life to Ji zhanrui.
But I didn't expect that the more involved things are, it seems that they can't end at the beginning.
"She killed my mother. Do you want me to watch her go on the run?" Ji Ting's words are like a basin of cold water, which makes Fang Mengru calm down. She leans on the sofa and looks at Ji Ting quietly, but her eyes are lifeless.
"I'm afraid you don't know what happened in recent months when you left X city." Ji Ting didn't help Fang Mengru, but there were too many people involved. If the case was tried again in those years, it would be very difficult. What's more, Ruan yu'er has been punished now.
Fang Mengru looks at Ji ting. He knows that she is waiting for him to continue.
"Lin Yechang and Ruan yu'er are officially divorced. In addition to the big house of the Lin family, Ruan yu'er holds only 3% of the shares of the Lin family's enterprise." This is the judgment of the court in the morning. Forestry Chang is determined to sever the relationship with Ruan yu'er. The formalities have been arranged as soon as possible. So now Ruan yu'er is just holding 3% of the shares.
"I'm not interested in knowing about the division of property between their husband and wife." Fang Mengru's attitude is cold, and she doesn't have much affection for Lin Yechang, and she doesn't have deep blood relationship.
"A few days ago, forestry Chang learned that Lin Xiaoya was not the child of him and Ruan yu'er. She was the child Ruan yu'er had brought back from outside." Ji Ting guesses that Fang Mengru and Lin Yechang are not close, but he doesn't expect that she can be so indifferent. This pure hearted gesture is more like Fang Jinger.
"That woman can even kill people. What else can't be done?" Hearing this, Fang Mengru's eyelids dropped down and said this sentence with almost gnashing teeth.
"Lin Xiaoya was admitted to the hospital because of this. Zhan Rui was in e city that day. He should be with you. After he came back, he filed for divorce with Lin Xiaoya." On the surface, Ji Ting said quietly, but actually he was paying attention to Fang Mengru's expression.
Sure enough, when he mentioned Ji zhanrui, Fang Mengru's face became gloomy and terrible. It was not a distortion full of hate, but a product of despair.
"I just received the news that Lin Xiaoya had a fall and the child was gone. Zhan Rui should also be in the hospital, but we can't get in touch with him yet." Recently, there has been too much bad news. Ji Ting feels that he is praying for safety every day.
"She had a miscarriage? Ji zhanrui forced it? How many children does he have to kill to be satisfied? Or does he not like children at all? " Thinking of the contraceptives that day and her lost child, Fang Mengru feels like a knife in her heart. She doesn't care if Ruan yu'er should be punished. The news of Lin Xiaoya's abortion alone is enough to make Fang Mengru fall into deep pain."Zhan Rui said that Lin Xiaoya's child is not his, and this is an accident, no one hopes it will happen." Ji Ting wanted to set out what happened in e city, but didn't expect Fang Mengru to be so abnormal after learning that Lin Xiaoya had a miscarriage.
"Grandfather, he doesn't want children at all. Everyone who has read the newspaper knows about Lin Xiaoya and his affairs. How can it not be his?" Fang Mengru suddenly some regret, she should not run to find Ji Ting help, but from his mouth know a lot of don't want to know the news.
"Xiao Meng, you may have misunderstood Zhan Rui." Seeing that Fang Mengru doesn't want to talk any more, Ji Ting is afraid that she will leave. Once she leaves, it means that she will lose contact with her again.
"Grandfather, I know what kind of man Ji zhanrui is today. If I had listened to you and avoided him, maybe there would not have been so many things. Although I'm sorry, I still want to tell you that knowing him is the biggest failure in my life." Fang Mengru doesn't want to stay in this place any more. She carries her luggage on the ground and stands up to go out.
I don't know which garrulous servant informed Ji zhanrui. After learning that Fang Mengru was in Ji's old house, he finally eased from dizziness and drove all the way back.
I don't know how long he stood outside the study, but Fang Mengru regretted knowing him. He heard it very clearly. The more she wanted to escape, the more he wanted to bind her.
Therefore, Fang Mengru fell into Ji zhanrui's arms as soon as she came out of the study door.
The dark shadow rushes in, and Fang Mengru is carried into Ji zhanrui's arms. She is too familiar with him to know him just by smelling his smell.
"Ji zhanrui, you let go, we've already finished." Fang Mengru, carrying a travel bag, coldly opens his mouth in Ji zhanrui's ear. Behind him comes Ji Ting's voice of opening the door.
"Dream girl hurt, you let her go first." Ji Ting is afraid of Fang Mengru's misunderstanding, so he helps. Sure enough, Ji zhanrui hears this sentence and lets Fang Mengru look up and down.
"Grandpa Ji, I don't think I should come today. Goodbye." Obviously, Fang Mengru still misunderstands. She thinks Ji Ting sent someone to inform Ji zhanrui. When Ji zhanrui let go of her, she strode to the door, but Ji zhanrui held her.
"Where are you going? I said you're my woman. You should be where I am. " Ji zhanrui's heart is still on fire. Fang Meng's words hurt him just now, so when he said these words, his tone was unquestionable.
When standing still and looking at each other with four eyes, even the temperature dropped a few degrees.
Fang Mengru gently sneered, unkindly and hard to shake off his hand, almost word by word to say: "you this murderer."