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"I didn't lie. When Mom went down the building, I only saw Zhan Yan lying on the side of the fence while reaching out her hand. It was obvious that she was the one who pushed Mom down the stairs."

"You firmly believe that Zhan Yan is the murderer based on this kind of subjective consciousness?" Ji Weixin was extremely furious. He knew that his wife had never been that smart, but he never expected her to be stupid to such an extent. Other than having a beautiful face, there was nothing else.

"Sister-in-law should be hiding more than this, right?" Ji Weiyang sat on the sofa and asked slowly. Su Ying's subconscious deduction could still be considered to be acceptable, but the reason why she was concealing this fact from Lu Manyun was because she was hiding it intentionally. Furthermore, the servants at home did not mention anything about Lu Manyun coming here.

"I, I don't understand what you mean?" Su Ying's gaze shifted left and right.

"You really won't shed tears until you see the coffin." Ji Weixin pressed the remote control and the video was played again. This time, Su Ying was completely stunned.

"This... How could this be? " "She sat paralyzed on the ground, her eyes wide with fright." I, I really don't know about this. " She kept shaking her head as she crawled to Ji Weixin's feet, "Weixin, you have to believe me, I really didn't know that Auntie Lu had killed my mother. I, I was only thinking about her famous name, the matter that was blown up was bad for her reputation, so I didn't mention anything about her.

"What lies? What do I believe in?!" Ji Weixin angrily pushed her away. Just at this time, Tongtong suddenly ran down from the stairs and fell onto Su Ying's body while crying.

"Daddy, don't hit Mommy."

"Tongtong." Su Ying held the child as the mother and daughter cried.

"Have you cried enough? Take the child out. " Luo Meijuan clenched her fists tightly, she was extremely furious. She deliberately attacked her Wei Family, and only in the end did she discover out that the real culprit who killed her sister was still at large. Call the woman. I'd like to see what else she has to say. "

"Yes." Ji Ting stood up and made a call, but she was stopped by Luo Meijuan.

She casually pointed at Su Ying. "Hit them and tell the mother and daughter to discuss their marriage with Weiyang."

Su Ying trembled as she dialed Lu Anqi's number. Upon hearing that they were going to discuss marriage, Lu Anqi happily accepted on the other side of the phone.

Su Ying finished her call, but Ji Weiyang, who was on the sofa, picked up his jacket and walked out. Luo Meijuan called out to him at the right time, "Where are you going? Won't you stay and watch the show? "

"Auntie, I'm going for a walk." He replied indifferently and turned away.

"Weiyang …" Luo Meijuan yelled again with a cold face, but Ji Bocheng said from the side, "Forget it, let him go."

The dark green Land Rover told them to drive on the flat road. The scenery outside the window was blurry and backward. He dialed Tang Feng's number, and asked indifferently: "Where is Zhan Yan now?"

Recently, it was Tang Feng who had been protecting Zhan Yan's safety. He could be said to be extremely familiar with Zhan Yan's whereabouts.

Tang Feng's lazy voice came from the other side of the phone, with a tinge of ridicule in it, "I really don't know what your woman is thinking. She's currently squatting in front of a large publishing house, waiting to see the president. "As long as she can coax you in bed, don't mention producing books, she can even buy a few publishers easily …"

Without waiting for Tang Feng to finish speaking, Ji Weiyang had already hung up the phone. He did not have the time or the mood to listen to Tang Feng's teasing.

Ji Weiyang's Land Rover was parked on the opposite side of the street from the publishing house. From afar, they saw Zhan Yan walking out of the publishing house.

It had rained an hour ago, a cold autumn rain, and the temperature plummeted. Zhan Yan stood at the publishing house's entrance with her arms folded across her chest, looking at the gloomy sky helplessly. Without an umbrella, she could only be trapped under the eaves by the heavy rain.

In her arms, she carried those thick medical manuscripts. She had not slept the previous night and had finally sorted them out. She had spent money to find this publishing house, but the president had splashed a bucket of cold water on her. Fashion counseling and romance novels were the most popular thing in the world. These professional books would be a pile of waste paper if they were published, so no one was willing to waste any resources on them.

Zhan Yan used her hands to brush away the few drops of rain that were floating on the surface of the book. These manuscripts contained all of Teacher Dong's life's blood and sweat, it was a combination of knowledge and practice, but in the eyes of the merchants, it was not worth a single cent.

While she was deep in thought, the light above his head was suddenly blocked, Zhan Yan subconsciously raised his head, no one knew when, but a blue umbrella appeared above his head. As for the owner of the umbrella, he was handsome and cold. He was currently looking deeply at her.

"Ji Weiyang?" Zhan Yan was slightly shocked.

He had an extremely faint smile on his lips as he said, "I just happened to see you standing here when I was driving by. Where to? I'll send you off. "

Zhan Yan looked at the heavy rain outside, there was no intention to stop. Helpless, she could only follow him into the car. She had already gradually started to learn how to bow her head to reality. Her usual stubbornness and loftiness only made her suffer.

The dark green Land Rover drove smoothly on the road, and raindrops fell onto the windows, creating a messy crackling sound. In the carriage, there was a rare sound of conversation.

"You don't look too good. Is the Health Bureau tired?" When she got into the car, she had already puffed a few times.

Zhan Yan shook her head indifferently, "How tired can a civil servant be? Recently, I've been helping a former teacher organize information, wanting to do something meaningful when I'm young."

"Is it difficult?" He held the steering wheel with one hand and looked over at her.

Zhan Yan's lips curled up slightly, she naturally understood what Ji Weiyang meant. As long as she asked for it, he would be able to help her, after all, it was nothing to Ji Weiyang. She thought about it for a moment but still refused. Not stubborn, she just wanted to use her own strength to help her teacher fulfill her wish.

"I can handle it myself."

Ji Weiyang nodded his head, the answer was already within his expectations.

The car drove through the rain, and when it stopped at the apartment where Zhan Yan lived, Zhan Yan, who was sitting in the first passenger seat, was already asleep. It seemed like she was really tired.

Ji Weiyang gently covered her body with the jacket, and gently caressed her pale little face with his fingertips. If he had believed from the very beginning that she was innocent, they would not have come to this point. His face was so gentle and kind, so respectful of life, so how could it hurt others? From the very beginning, he had been wrong.

Thinking to here, Ji Weiyang's heart throbbed with pain, almost to the point of suffocating. He quickly pushed the door open and got out of the car. His tall body was standing alone in the heavy rain, allowing the cold rain to fall on him.

His tall and big body leaned powerlessly against the body of the carriage. He felt a chill from the pain, but it was unable to extinguish the flames in his heart. At this moment, he hated himself to death. As a man, he thought that he would be able to support himself, but in the end, he discovered that he was unable to even protect the woman he loved the most. Back then, he did not manage to take good care of Lu Anqi. Now, he did not manage to protect Zhan Yan, and in no instant, he felt that she was so useless and weak.

"Vayon!" From the cold autumn rain came an urgent shout. Unknowingly, Zhan Yan had woken up. She quickly pushed the door open and got off the car, holding onto her umbrella as she walked in front of Ji Weiyang.

She held the blue umbrella over their heads and raised her chin slightly. With astonishment and slight love in her clear eyes, she asked, "Weiyang, what's wrong?"

Ji Weiyang did not reply, but hugged her tightly. He used a lot of strength, as if he wanted to massage her body with his blood. If he could truly become one with her, Ji Weiyang felt that his death would be worth it.

"Yan Yan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry …" He whispered in her ear, his voice low and painful.

Zhan Yan felt that it was weird, "Weiyang, what happened?"

He still didn't reply, only gently letting go of her. Both of his hands lifted her pale and delicate face, and his ice-cold lips lightly pressed against her soft lips. His kiss was very, very light. It was very careful, not blasphemous at all.

Perhaps it was because the dense grief coming from his body had infected Zhan Yan, as she did not struggle nor dodge in his embrace, and closed her eyes and allowed him to kiss her.

The sky was shrouded in haze, yet his eyes were like an azure deep sea, with too many emotions buried deep within that Zhan Yan didn't understand. The cold palm once again caressed her beautiful face. Then, it retreated step by step. Finally, it turned around and ran away as if it was running.

"Vayon, Vayon!" Zhan Yan took two steps forward while holding onto her umbrella, but she could only watch helplessly as his tall figure disappeared into the rain.

When she got back to the apartment, she couldn't stop worrying and dialing his cell phone. She couldn't get through. That night, Zhan Yan lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

On the other side, when Ji Weiyang returned to the Ji Family Villa amidst the rain, the mother and daughter pair had already left.

Hearing Ji Ting say that, when that video was broadcasted, Lu Anqi was also dumbfounded. She cried very bitterly, continuously asking her mother why she did this. Lu Manyun did not refute them. With a pale face, she stood to be at their mercy.

Luo Meijuan threw out those harsh words, saying that he wouldn't let her off, and then rushed back to her room. The farce quietly came to an end.

After nightfall, the heavy rain stopped. The temperature plummeted, and it seemed as if his breath was filled with white mist. While Ji Weiyang wore a thin shirt, and stayed in the courtyard for the entire night. Ji Weixin tried to advise him a few times, but to no avail. It reminded him of the time when his mother had been in trouble, when Viyan had been like this, silent and mournful.

When the sky brightened, Ji Weiyang was still sitting in the garden smoking. His face was gaunt, his eyes bloodshot.

"You haven't slept for the entire night?" Luo Meijuan walked over and sat on the stone chair beside him.

"Auntie." Ji Weiyang said indifferently, and at the same time, extinguished the cigarette in his hand.

Luo Meijuan swept her gaze across the cigarette butts on the ground with a frown, "Now that you smoke more and more, if you want a healthy child in the future, it would be better for you to stop smoking and drinking as soon as possible."

Ji Weiyang laughed at himself, "Auntie, stop teasing me. I'm alone now, I don't even have a wife, and have long forgotten about children."

With a sigh, she suddenly thought of the child whose face had fallen out of her hands. She felt a strange, unpleasant sensation in her heart." Zhan Yan is a good girl, bring her back. You are still young, want a child, and live a good life together. Aunt saw that you had a deep affection for her, or you wouldn't have spent the whole night in the yard.

"Ji Weiyang smiled, which carried some unfathomable meaning. Aunt, let me be honest with you, I really love Zhan Yan. In this lifetime, the only woman I have ever loved with all my heart and soul is this. Whether it was a misunderstanding or not, I had no intention of letting my mother go. I sat here for an entire night, struggling with one thing in my heart, which was whether or not to turn the case over for Wei Jingnian. But now, I have thought it through, I cannot continue to wrong Zhan Yan, so, I intend to hand over the evidence of the Luo Family framing Wei Jingnian. Aunt, take it that Vayon is sorry for you. "

Once he said that, Luo Meijuan's expression immediately changed, and he slapped the stone table heavily, "Ji Weiyang, you're messing with yourself again, aren't you!"

Ji Weiyang lowered his eyes and kept silent. Luo Meijuan's rage was already within his expectations.

had a headache. She had watched Ji Weiyang grow up and she knew that this child had the toughest personality, he would never take the hard way.

She suppressed her anger and spoke sincerely, "Weiyang, my aunt knows that Zhan Yan has been wronged on this matter, but now that it has been settled, you should be clear. The Wei Family case is a huge issue, and if things go wrong, the Luo, Ji Family and Gu family might even be involved. Was it worth it to pay such a huge price just for the sake of Wei Jingnian's reputation alone? Even if he wanted to make it up, he didn't have to do it this way. Don't worry, Aunt will give Zhan Yan a satisfactory answer, but you must promise Aunt as well. "

Ji Weiyang's eyes were gloomy, but he did not say anything. But since he did not refute, there was room for discussion. After all, Ji Weiyang was not someone who did not know the importance of matters.

After staying in the courtyard for the whole night, Ji Weiyang had a dizzy spell after taking a bath. He lay on the sofa in exhaustion, but someone knocked on the door.

Ji Bocheng pushed open the door and entered the room.

"Dad." Ji Weiyang called out in a low voice, lifted the cup of water, and took two pieces of antifever medicine.

"Is he sick?" Ji Bocheng asked with concern.

"A cold is fine." He then replied, "Dad, if you came because of Aunt Lu, you don't have to speak. I don't have the heart to get involved. "

Ji Bocheng sighed, he understood what Ji Weiyang meant. Angie is here and she wants to see you. After you see her, you can decide. "

Ji Weiyang nodded his head lightly, but immediately after, he said, "Father, the marriage engagement between Angel and I is cancelled, I want to remarry Zhan Yan as soon as possible."

Ji Bocheng hesitated, but still replied: "Alright."

After his father left, Ji Weiyang sat on the sofa and drank a few mouthfuls of the high alcohol. His body could be considered warm now, but his heart was cold.

He knew that his father wanted to protect Lu Manyun, but he had no grounds. The marriage of his parents, the typical elder's orders, the words of the matchmaker. In his father's era, his Ji Family was already extremely rich, and his father could be considered to have made a name for himself in the army. As for the reason why Ji Bocheng married Luo Meihui to a member of the Luo Family, the reason was very clear. It was to seek the protection of the Luo Family.

After the marriage, the two of them respected each other, but the matter of love was extremely delicate. It wasn't something that could be fostered by any pair of men and women bound together. When Luo Meihui was carrying the Fourth Elder Ji Weilin, Ji Bocheng got to know him. At that time, she was still an unknown opera singer, pure and clear like a lily in the eyes of the General Ji.

Luo Meihui was quite shrewd, she quickly found out that heherusband was raising a woman outside, and angrily slammed the door. She was so angry that she almost lost her vitality, but Ji Bocheng could only agree and break off her relationship with Lu Manyun on the surface. After that, Luo Meihui found out that his most beloved son and Lu Manyun's daughter was dating again, and the ruckus became even more intense. She even said some harsh words, and that as long as he was together with Lu Anqi, he shouldn't recognize her as her mother.

Ji Weiyang impatiently brushed his forehead. He was unwilling to recall those dark and gloomy days again.

The door was gently knocked as Lu Anqi walked in soundlessly. She was dressed in a snow-white pleated skirt and a thirty year old woman, yet she still retained her elegant twenty year old face.

"Vuyo." She timidly called out in a low voice.

"Sit down." Ji Weiyang calmly pointed to the opposite side.

Angie sat down next to him and said, "Weiyang, I'm really sorry about my mom's behavior. I'm sorry, I never knew about this …"