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Afterwards, Ji Xiaoyou turned over, with her back facing his direction, without making any sound, as if falling into a deep sleep.

However, what Fan Yihen didn't see was that without any warning, Ji Xiaoyou suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light swept out, the cold light flickered faintly, and murderous aura filled the air.

And this appearance is completely different from before.After the extreme tempering that was painful, it was completely reborn, just like rebirth.

Before she fell into a coma, she clearly saw the figures of Wu Yingxuan and Ji Mei'e, sneaking around and full of ambition.

It was them...they were the ones who forced their father to death.

This hatred is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea, and must be avenged.Ji Xiaoyou's only obsession in living in this life is to seek justice for Ji Changsheng, to kill enemies with his own hands, and let them have a good taste, life is better than death.

In the next three days, Fan Yihen never left, guarding Ji Xiaoyou's side all the time.

Carefully take care of all her food and daily life, no matter how big or small, she does everything by herself, pampering and considerate.

If it was the past, facing this kind of situation, Ji Xiaoyou might have fallen into the gentle village, unable to extricate herself, and unable to control herself.

It's a pity that in her present, there is a trace of coldness and sharpness on her stubborn and pitiable face.Between looking and looking, it seems to be touching and haunting.

A heart died along with Ji Changsheng's death, leaving only a rock-cold cruelty and ruthlessness.

The third day was Ji Changsheng's memorial service.Before dawn, Ji Xiaoyou opened her eyes directly after her eyelashes fluttered.

In the past few days, her sleeping situation has been very bad, so she has become increasingly haggard. Her body, which was originally weak, is now getting thinner and thinner.

Turning her head, she blankly glanced at Fan Yihen who was still sleeping next to her, and then lightly got out of bed.He went straight to the dressing table and sat down.

Under the shadow of the dim wall lamp, I began to apply powder slowly, with careful movements, covering up all the haggard and paleness bit by bit.

After a while, she gradually regained her rosy and pleasant appearance in the past.

Originally, she was very beautiful, but now under Leng Rui's blessing, she is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.

Looking fixedly at herself in the mirror, Ji Xiaoyou was very satisfied.The corners of the lips hooked up, forming a shallow arc.

It's just that there was a smile that was not a smile, but it didn't fall to any temperature.

She believed that Wu Yingxuan and Ji Mei'e would definitely appear at her father's memorial service today.

One is to avoid suspicion, and at the same time, to show Fan Yihen, he deliberately shows his virtuous, virtuous, gentle and kind appearance.

Hehe, just in time!Then let these two Betites repent in front of their father's spirit first.

After getting ready, Ji Xiaoyou was dressed in black filial piety, with tears in her eyes, standing beside the coffin with a sad expression.

And Fan Yihen was also dressed in the same way, and he didn't do anything to avoid suspicion in front of everyone. He stood side by side with Ji Xiaoyou, put his generous palm on her waist, and hugged her tightly.

And Ji Xiaoyou seemed to be overly sad and exhausted, her delicate body seemed to lean towards Fan Yihen's direction, and half cuddled into his arms.

The two behaved intimately, and they looked like a very good match.

And when Wu Yingxuan and Ji Mei'e walked in, they saw such a scene.

Immediately, her steps faltered, she gritted her teeth tightly, her heart was boiling with jealousy, she wished that Ji Xiaoyou, a vixen, would be skinned and boned, so as to dispel the hatred in her heart.

But suddenly, because of her emotional over-excitement, her deliberate dignified and dignified state became unstable, her hostility leaked out, and her expression became a little ferocious.

Noticing this, Ji Mei'er frowned slightly, and hurriedly reached out her hand secretly, and tugged at Wu Yingxuan's sleeve, signaling her to be calm.

Seeing this, Wu Yingxuan knocked out her teeth and swallowed her blood. After taking several deep breaths of air-conditioning, her expression finally returned to normal, and the mother and daughter approached.

When she came to Ji Xiaoyou and Fan Yihen, just as she stood still, Wu Yingxuan hurriedly stretched out her hand, and grasped Ji Xiaoyou's wrist pretending to be intimate.

After sighing heavily, he choked up and said: "Xiaoyou, you must be sad and resigned! I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen. The little uncle must not be able to bear the torture of illness, so he did something stupid. If he If there is a spirit in the sky, I definitely don't want to see you so sad, don't be too sad, you must take care of yourself!"

With a contrived expression, he squeezed those malicious eyes hard, trying to squeeze out a few false tears.

Allowing her to pull him, Ji Xiaoyou looked at her calmly with red eyes, under the dull expression that seemed heartbroken, a bit of killing intent flashed by at a very fast speed.

It's just that in the next instant, it disappeared without a trace.

"Yes! Xiaoyou, the dead cannot be brought back to life, but the living must continue to live well. The most important thing now is to take care of yourself first."

At this time, Ji Mei'e also opened her mouth quietly, and when she spoke, she was completely like a kind elder with a deep heart.

Moreover, the sadness she has tried to portray is obviously more natural than Wu Yingxuan's.

"Hey! Good boy, you really make my aunt feel bad!"

After a pause, she did not forget to choke and sigh hypocritically. At the same time, she raised her hand and brushed away the broken hair stuck to the side of Ji Xiaoyou's cheek pretending to be intimate.

"You came just fine!"

At this time, Ji Xiaoyou finally opened her mouth, but her inexplicable sentence, coupled with her low and hoarse voice, revealed an indescribably strange feeling.

Seeing this, Wu Yingxuan and Ji Mei'er were immediately vigilant. After looking at each other without leaving a trace, they immediately increased their attention.

"In our hometown, there is a saying that after a person dies, close relatives other than children should kneel in front of the deceased's spirit one day and burn paper to see him off. My aunt also knows that my father and I, apart from you and my cousin, will never die again. There are no other relatives. At this time, I am afraid I will trouble you and my cousin. However, I just don’t know if you would like to?”

One word at a time, falling slowly, even though it is too sad, but the order is very clear.

Hearing this, Ji Mei'e and Wu Yingxuan were stunned immediately, and they didn't even have time to restrain the hypocritical expressions on their faces, which looked very funny.

For one thing, they had never heard of such a shitty custom in their hometown.Secondly, if they were asked to kneel in front of Ji Changsheng's spirit for a day, was he worthy of such humiliation?

The next moment, Ji Mei'er was the first to react, and she was thinking quickly in her mind with a embarrassed look on her face, rejecting excuses reasonably.

However, at this moment, after Fan Yihen looked at the two of them lukewarmly, he suddenly said in a low voice, "Xiaoyou, don't worry, how could Xiaoxuan disagree, she Born in a famous family, noble and generous, kind and caring about family affection, on such an important occasion, he will naturally be sensible and sensible."
A few words that seemed to be compliments, but calmly, when they landed lightly, directly drove Wu Yingxuan to the point of being unable to get off a tiger.

Seeing this, Ji Xiaoyou glanced at Fan Yihen gratefully, but couldn't help but sneered in her heart.No matter what, she would let this despicable mother and daughter kneel in front of Ji Changsheng's spirit to repent.

"Yes... yes!"

Immediately, the corners of Wu Yingxuan's eyes twitched, her expression became awkward and unnatural, and she replied hesitantly.

"There is also Aunt Ji, who can teach such an excellent daughter, and her own quality must not be inferior. How could she not think of family affection and send her own brother for the last time?"

Afterwards, Fan Yihen turned his head, and then turned his attention to Ji Mei'er, and said with a half-smile.

Hearing this, Ji Mei'er narrowed her eyes, anger flashed past, and when she raised her head again, she quickly regained that loving and sad look.

In front of everyone, she cleared her throat, and said generously on purpose: "Yihen is right, today we came here to comfort Xiaoyou, but also to see my brother off for the last time. Hey! My brother... ..."

With a sigh, she shook her head helplessly, and after a pause, Ji Mei'er continued: "It's been too hard in my life. I was a father and a mother in the early years, and I worked hard Xiaoyou has grown up. She hasn't enjoyed the blessings yet, but she got that disease again and suffered all kinds of torture. In the end, she actually committed suicide by jumping off the building. Thinking of this, my heart hurts!"

While speaking, she raised her eyelids calmly, and secretly looked at Ji Xiaoyou a few times.

Deliberately mentioning Ji Changsheng's various misfortunes and that tragic experience, the eyes are just to stimulate her, so that she can't bear to live.Even if she doesn't follow Ji Changsheng, in the days to come, she will lose all hope and fighting spirit to live on, and she will no longer have the ability to compete with her daughter.

But who knows, apart from the known sadness, Ji Xiaoyou doesn't have any other extra emotions on that distressed little face.

Instead, he turned his head and told the people behind him: "It's cold on the ground, go get two cushions."

Hearing this, the servant went back and forth, and in the blink of an eye, he respectfully placed the light blue, embroidered, square cushion in front of Ji Changsheng's coffin.

After doing this, he hurriedly kept his composure, and quickly retreated to the back.

Seeing this, in desperation, Ji Mei'e had no choice but to pull Wu Yingxuan to kneel on the mat, lowered her head, and pretended to be burning paper piously.

In fact, he lowered his head, with a sullen and resentful expression on his face, his teeth were "creaking and creaking", and he threw the paper into the brazier angrily, crackling, and the sparks burst and made a sound.

Staring at the two people coldly, the corners of Ji Xiaoyou's lips seemed to rise upwards, evoking a relentless chill, then her eyes moved down meaningfully, and fell directly on the two pale blue girls. on the cushion.