Chapter 754： thank you!

"Her family members?"

Upon learning that Bai Liyue's family had arrived in Jiangcheng, Mrs. Ling felt a little uneasy.

Mo Xiao quickly replied: "Yes, it should be her grandfather and her children. I have made Chen Lang stare at Yujing Bieyuan all the time until Bai Liyue's family leaves Jiangcheng."

"Good job, remember, never let her family come to Ling's house to make trouble, and more importantly, don't let Mo Han see these people."

"Madam, don't worry, everything is under our control, and her family won't be able to reveal any storms."

Mrs. Ling nodded and raised her hand to clean up the dregs left by the medicine.

Her gaze touched the shelf behind her where the herbal medicine was placed. The blank space where she used to put medical books was now empty.

Mrs. Ling's eyes instantly narrowed, and she reached out her hand to touch the blank space, her eyes filled with sadness.

Mo Xiao immediately saw through Mrs. Ling's thoughts and said quickly: "Mrs., that medical book has disappeared since that woman came to the warehouse.

I guess she was just taken by her. Anyway, she is now dead, so why don't I send someone to Yujing Bieyuan..."

"No."

Mrs. Ling shook her head.

"I have already written down all the prescriptions in the medical book, so I don't have to spend so much time and effort to arouse people's criticism."

"But ma'am, that medical book was left to you by your mother!"

Mrs. Ling laughed miserably, and there was an arc of self-deprecating in the corners of her mouth.

"So what? My mother hated me since I was a child. Since I quarreled with her when I was young and left home, I have never seen her again.

Now, I guess, she was afraid that she would have fallen into the soil long ago. "

When Mrs. Ling recalled the various things in her youth, she felt a sense of rapid passing of years, and she felt a little sad in her heart.

When she was young, her elder sister Wan Qing had excellent grades and perfect looks, and was her mother's only favorite.

And she, no matter where she is, is always the neglected person.

Therefore, she often does some weird behaviors, even doing bad things, trying to get her mother to pay more attention to her.

But the result is that he will only get abuse from his mother.

In the end, her mentality began to change, she began to unscrupulously get everything she wanted.

Recalling the past, Mrs. Ling only had grief and anger on her face.

She retracted her thoughts and looked at Mo Xiao: "Mo Xiao, you don't have to worry about medical books, go out and receive relatives who came to express condolences to Ling Wenhua."

"good."

When Mo Xiao took the container and was about to leave, Mrs. Ling called her again.

"By the way, did the young master react to the news of the woman's death today?"

"When the police station sent someone to tell about the woman's death this morning, the young master was there and there was no response.

Wife needn't worry, now in the young master's heart, that woman is killing her father and enemy, and she deserves no regrets in her death. "

Mrs. Ling nodded in relief.

"Okay, go out."

Mo Xiao glanced at Mrs. Ling before leaving the basement.

Mrs. Ling sat down and stared at the herbs placed on the shelf in this room, her eyes deep.

Once Ling Wenhua's funeral is over, everything will develop according to her wishes.

No one can block her way anymore.

…

In the Yujing Bieyuan.

The bodyguard helped Mr. Mu into the hall, and sat on the sofa slowly, before Mr. Mu eased his anger.

Lin Ze poured a cup of warm water for the old man and brought it to him.

"Old lady, don't be sad, take a drink first."

Elder Mu slowly shook his head.

When they looked up at Lin Ze and Qin Yahan, the sadness on their faces had disappeared.

When Father Mu was about to open the question, a servant ran in at the door.

"Miss Qin, Miss Bai's body has been brought back."

As soon as the servant spoke, two bodyguards walked in outside the door, carrying a stretcher in their hands.

On the stretcher is a corpse covered with white cloth.

Although it was broad daylight, Qin Yahan was a woman anyway, and she was still a little frightened in her heart.

She waved her hand and asked the bodyguard to stop: "Just leave it there."

The bodyguard knew it, and put the stretcher directly on the ground.

Elder Mu stood up at once and ran over in stride.

He knelt down, stretched out the old and dry palm, and tried to uncover the white cloth.

But he stretched out his hand, trembling violently for a long time, and still didn't have the courage to open it.

Sending a white-haired person to a black-haired person is the most sorrowful thing in the world.

Even the old man Mu was still afraid.

He is afraid to see what he least wants to see.

Before the white cloth was uncovered, a few old tears had fallen on the white cloth, and slowly fainted.

After a long period of inner struggle, Mr. Mu unveiled the white cloth...

Bai Liyue on the stretcher had her eyes closed, her face pale, and there were still coagulated blood on the corners of her mouth.

The expression is very serene.

"Liyue! You kid, you have promised that grandpa will go home safely, why are you breaking your promise!"

Elder Mu couldn't calm down anymore, and took Bai Liyue's hand, tears bursting into tears.

He is an old man in his seventies or eighties, who should have been the age to see through the world, but at this time he began to cry like a child.

Lin Ze and Qin Yahan stood behind the old man, inevitably moved.

Qin Yahan took two steps forward, just about to speak for comfort.

Elder Mu noticed something was wrong.

Bai Liyue's hand held in his hand was like a scarred old tree root, with blue veins bulging on the back of his hand, and palm lines like a knife.

This is by no means a hand that a young man should have.

Elder Mu lifted Bai Liyue's cuffs and found that her entire arm was like this, with loose and wrinkled skin.

Father Mu recalled what Dabao said at the airport not long ago, he looked at Qin Yahan in surprise, trying to find the answer.

Qin Yahan did not speak, but nodded at him.

After Father Mu was dull for a long time, the color of sorrow on his face gradually faded, and he silently put down Bai Liyue's hand and covered the corpse with a white cloth.

…

The next afternoon.

Jiangcheng Cemetery.

Last night, the body of "Bai Liyue" was sent to the funeral home for cremation overnight.

Qin Yahan chose a very clean cemetery for her.

At this moment, Lin Ze, Qin Yahan, Father Mu, and five other treasures were standing in front of the tombstone at the same time.

No name is carved on this tombstone.

Elder Mu bowed deeply towards the tombstone and said, "Thank you."

Each of the five babies was holding a bunch of flowers, neatly placed in front of the tombstone.

They wore uniform black clothes, followed the grandpa bowing to the tombstone, and said in unison: "Thank you."

"In the future, we will see you when we are free."

"I hope that in your next life, you can live happily and never meet bad people again."

Qin Yahan looked at the five well-behaved and sensible babies, touched their little heads, and at the same time glanced regretfully at the tombstone in front of him.

Perhaps, for some people, this is the best result.