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Hearing this answer, Du's father was slightly taken aback for a moment, then curled the corners of his lips with a wry smile, "I understand."

Looking at him like this, a bad premonition quickly rose from the bottom of her heart, and Zhang Ting panicked immediately, "Old Du..."

Sure enough, the next moment I heard Father Du accept his fate, but said firmly: "Okay, I agree to your request."

Ji Xiaoyou was not surprised by this at all.

Father Du would not even want his life for Zhang Ting. Naturally, if Zhang Ting was alive, no matter what he was asked to do, he would never hesitate.

"You must count your words. From now on, you must not appear in front of her again. If you let us know..."

Ji Xiaoyou glanced at him from the corner of her eyes, her hesitant words were full of threats.

Father Du's expression was lonely, but he said firmly: "Miss Ji, don't worry, since I promised, I will never break my promise. I also hope that Miss Ji can keep her promise and don't make things difficult for her anymore."

Fan Yihen was very powerful, his hands were all over the sky, and his eyeliner was all over the place. No matter how stupid Du's father was, he would not go back on his promise and meet Zhang Ting secretly again.

"Naturally." Ji Xiaoyou nodded, and said, "Now, you can go."

Hearing this, although Father Du had made up his mind, his heart still throbbed violently.

Turning his head mechanically, he took a deep look at Zhang Ting with red eyes.

After a brief pause, he took a deep breath, then turned around slowly, and walked towards the door with heavy but firm steps.

He knows that this farewell is forever, and they will never see each other again in this life.

"Old Du...no...no...don't go!"

Seeing this, Zhang Ting's face turned pale in an instant, without blood.Fear that she had never experienced before surrounded her tightly in an instant.

Looking at his gradually receding back, Zhang Ting called out in a trembling voice.

Now that her daughter is gone, she dare not imagine and cannot accept it. If Lao Du abandons her again, how will she live alone in the rest of her life?
However, no matter how Zhang Ting yelled and begged.Although Father Du's footsteps were slow, they were extremely firm, and he didn't stop for a moment, until the figure completely walked out of the door and disappeared.

"Hey! Take a quick look, Father Du has come out by himself."

"Why did he come out by himself? Where is that woman Zhang Ting?"

"Is there any need to ask? Zhang Ting actually did such a heartless thing, how could Fan Shao forgive him, and now he may not be able to survive or die."

"Hmph! That's what she deserves. Who told her to want to kill the person on Fan Shao's heart? Isn't she committing suicide?"

"This big family is really unlucky. My daughter just died, and the rest have also had accidents. I really don't know what wicked things I did in my previous life."

Seeing Du's father walk out in a daze, the eyes of the surrounding crowd brightened.

To make matters worse, he pointed and pointed at him unceremoniously, and there were many discussions.

Regarding this, Father Du turned a deaf ear to it, and slowly disappeared from everyone's sight.
In that way, he seemed to have aged several decades in an instant.

"Ji Xiaoyou, you bitch, you will definitely have retribution, and you will die badly."

Zhang Ting was filled with grief and anger, her scarlet eyes seemed to be dripping with blood, she glared at Ji Xiaoyou viciously and cursed.

If it wasn't for someone holding back her words, I'm afraid she would have rushed up and killed Ji Xiaoyou with one bite.

"Ha ha!"

Ji Xiaoyou glanced at her mockingly, sneered and walked up.

He paused, raised his hand to pinch her jaw, and said in a calm tone that did not fall to the slightest temperature, "What? Are you angry? Do you know what this is called? This is called self-indulgence."

"Bitch! Bitch!" Zhang Ting trembled all over, her emotions were on the verge of losing control.

Looking at her, Ji Xiaoyou said disdainfully again: "The person who killed Du Siyin is not someone else, but you!"

"You're talking nonsense! You bitch, you are talking nonsense!" Zhang Ting was stunned, and then she became furious.

"It's because your education failed, and you didn't instill the correct three views in her since she was a child. Even now, she is deliberately using all kinds of despicable means to frame me and destroy the relationship between me and Yihen before. Not only did you not realize this This kind of behavior is wrong. Moreover, it is still plotting behind the scenes."

The gentle voice was resounding, and Ji Xiaoyou's face was full of sarcasm.

Shaking his head, ignoring Zhang Ting's impending collapse, he sneered: "So, Du Siyin has today's fruit, all because of the cause you planted. If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself, and you can't blame others at all."

After saying that, regardless of her reaction, Ji Xiaoyou gave her a look full of pity, then got up and walked back to Fan Yihen's side.

"Yihen, let's go!"

Looking at her dotingly, Fan Yihen nodded gently, "Okay!"

Immediately afterwards, he waved his hand and signaled to everyone.

Immediately, he walked in the front with Ji Xiaoyou in his arms, and the group walked out of the mourning hall in a mighty manner.

"Look! Look! They're coming out!"

Among the guests waiting outside, one of them had sharp eyes, and he couldn't wait to yell after seeing the voices of Ji Xiaoyou and Fan Yihen.

Immediately, everyone hurriedly turned their heads and looked away, their eyes brightened.

But Fan Yihen and Ji Xiaoyou looked extremely calm, they looked unfathomable, they couldn't see anything at all.

In addition, I stretched my neck and looked inside for a long time, but I didn't see Zhang Ting's figure. Was she killed or alive?
The spectators didn't know anything about this, and immediately scratched their heads anxiously.

After finally getting Ji Xiaoyou and the others away, they couldn't control their gossip anymore, so they all hurried forward with a whimper.

At first glance, everyone was stunned.

I saw Zhang Ting sitting on the ground alone, her face ashen, her eyes staring in disbelief, motionless as if she had lost her soul.

And Du Siyin's body was placed not far from her. The dim candlelight in the mourning hall was beating, and there was a strange atmosphere in the confined space.

For no reason, it's creepy.

All the guests, look at me, and I look at you, with a look of confusion.

Fan Yihen let her go, she should be happy.How come there is such a ghostly look? Could it be that he was frightened and stupid?
"what!!!"

Unexpectedly, just as everyone was secretly speculating, Zhang Ting suddenly let out a scream of grief and anger at the top of her throat, sharp and piercing, creepy.

Everyone was unprepared, and was immediately taken aback.

When she looked up in astonishment, she saw Zhang Ting scrambling to get up from the ground, rushing to Du Siyin, holding her body in her arms and crying bitterly.

Huddled tightly into a ball, hot teardrops smashed down hard, heartbroken.

After the strange silence, someone who didn't know let out a disdainful snort, "Cut! This woman still has the face to go crazy!"

"That's right, that's right, she's really a loser, and she broke up a good family like this."

While the others shook their heads in agreement, they turned around and gradually dispersed with a lack of interest.

Seeing that there was nothing exciting to watch, and even the funeral was messed up, they naturally wouldn't stop wasting time anymore.

After a while, only the staff of the funeral parlor were left secretly hiding behind the scenes, with a mask on their face, wondering if they should come forward and ask Zhang Ting if she wanted to cremate Du Siyin's body.

After persisting like this for a long time, Zhang Ting's wailing voice gradually became smaller, and at the end, she choked back abruptly after exhausting her whole life's strength.

Standing up, she wiped the mixture of snot and tears from her face. With red eyes, she said coldly, "Cremate my daughter!"

Upon hearing this, the funeral parlor rushed out behind the scenes, pushed Du Siyin into the car, and hurriedly pushed him in.

The urgency was so fast, I wish I could send Zhang Ting, the god of plague, away immediately.

With the hard support of her alone, Du Siyin finally rested in the ground.

In the photo on the tombstone, she has bright eyes and bright teeth, and her bright smile is tinged with a bit of natural arrogance.Now, without any vitality, it has been completely fixed.

"daughter……"

Zhang Ting stood alone in front of the tombstone, her hands creaking and screaming, and at the same time, she took a deep breath, clenched her teeth, and forcefully forced back the tears that were about to overflow again. .

But because of the excessive force, the mouth was filled with a thick bloody smell.

The next moment he turned around and left resolutely.

The expression is ferocious, the facial features are distorted, and the hatred is burning in the sinister eyes...

On the other side, the limited edition Rolls Royce.

Fan Yihen and Ji Xiaoyou sat next to each other tightly, but neither of them spoke.

Ji Xiaoyou turned her head and projected ethereal and pure eyes through the car window, looking at the scenery passing by outside the window without knowing what she was thinking.

Fan Yihen remained expressionless, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Obviously, both of them need to digest the matter of Zhang Ting's mother and daughter.

Especially Fan Yihen, when he was young, Du's father and Zhang Ting were so kind to him, that's why they formed such a deep friendship.

But all of this was completely shattered today, and after the wind blew, there was not even a scum left.

It is precisely because of this that in order to protect her and avenge her, Fan Yihen directly turned against Zhang Ting and his wife without any hesitation, which made Ji Xiaoyou feel particularly moved.

"Jingle Bell……"

At this time, Fan Yihen's cell phone rang suddenly, Aunt Ji picked up the cell phone and glanced at it, then hurriedly said: "Master, it's the old lady's call!"

Hearing this, Fan Yihen raised his eyes and reached out to take the phone.

With Ji Xiaoyou's help, the gap between him and Mrs. Fan finally dissipated, and they could get along naturally like ordinary grandparents and grandchildren.

And the old lady Fan also returned to him the part of the power she controlled, withdrew from the center of power, and lived for the rest of her life.

"Hello? Grandma!" Pressing the connect button, Fan Yihen called in a low voice.

At this time, Ji Xiaoyou's attention was also attracted, and she turned to look at him.

"Yihen, your uncle's family came back today, and grandma gave them a clean-up. Tonight, I specially organized a welcome banquet. Come and join in the fun!"

Old Madam Fan's angry voice came out, and after a pause, she hurriedly said: "By the way, don't look around and bring Xiaoyou here."