The playwright lady overturned again

Jian Moran's face was frighteningly pale, and his eyes were even more hollow, as if they had been hollowed out. He just stared at the front so dullly, like a puppet.

Huo Jinyan felt distressed seeing it, but he couldn't do anything.

This kind of bone-shattering pain can only be overcome by Jian Moran.

The only thing Huo Jinyan can do now is to wrap his arms around Jian Moran's shoulders and hold her in his arms.

Jian Moran's gaze changed when he came into contact with Jian Yicheng who came in from outside the door.

Her pupils dilated slightly, she stretched out her hand to push Huo Jinyan away, and walked straight towards Jianyi City.

Before Jian Yicheng could react, he felt the clothes on his chest tightened, and Jian Moran grabbed the neckline forcefully.

Her face was even a little ferocious, she just stared at Jian Yicheng so viciously, and asked through gritted teeth: "Tell me, who saw grandpa before you went back?"

"How do I know?" Jian Yicheng frowned, he reached out to grab Jian Moran's hand, but he couldn't pull it away at all, and said with a cold face of displeasure, "let me go."

She didn't believe his words at all, and asked sharply, "How could you not know!"

Jian Moran became smarter now, and said sharply: "The doctor said that although Grandpa was sent to the hospital late, he did not miss the best time for rescue."

Patients with palpitations and coma can wake up as long as they receive limited treatment within an hour.

Jian Moran's brows were tightly frowned, and his face became more solemn: "It takes four or ten minutes to drive from home to the hospital at the fastest, and it's not considered a traffic jam, which means that when you get home, Grandpa must have just passed out not long ago !"

"You must have seen the person who met grandpa, right?" Jian Moran tightened her fingers inch by inch, and the clothes she held in her hands were deformed, and her face became even more frightening. "Or, is that person you?" Are you lying to everyone from beginning to end?"

If he hadn't been stimulated by others, Mr. Jane's palpitations would not have occurred.

If you don't have an attack, you won't be on the operating table... leading to today's tragedy.

"Why are you crazy?" The veins on the back of Jian Yicheng's hands bulged, and he couldn't bear to listen to Jian Moran's words anymore, so he shook her away forcefully, "Jian Moran, you must be out of your mind, what time is it now, You are talking nonsense, could it be that you have lost your mind?"

With a cold face and penetrating expression, he reprimanded: "Everyone is very sad when the old man passed away, no one wants to see this result, but this is not the reason for you to be suspicious and entangle, do you think you are the only one who is uncomfortable now? "

Jian Moran swayed for a while, and quickly stood firm, but still had doubts about Jian Yicheng, staring at him gloomyly.

Jian Yicheng seemed to be laughed angrily by her, the corners of her mouth hooked up, but the smile was full of sarcasm and mockery.

He sneered, and said coldly: "Look at your ghostly appearance now, and then look behind you. The old man's bones are not cold, and you make such a fuss in front of him. This is your filial piety? It's ridiculous!"

The corners of Jian Moran's mouth sank inch by inch, and the expression on his face couldn't be stretched, as if he was frozen.

Jian Yicheng didn't want to let her go so easily, and continued: "If you must think that the old man's death was man-made, as I said just now, the only person who is responsible for this matter is you."

Jian Moran's face turned pale, his body seemed unable to bear the pressure, he swayed precariously, and whispered softly: "No...it's not me..."

How could it be her?

She obviously wanted the old man to live a long life.

Jian Yicheng's palpitations are uncomfortable, and at this moment he wants to deliberately poke Jian Moran's heart.

So he won't keep any sympathy when he speaks, and it's hard to hear: "If you haven't caused too many messy things recently, the old man doesn't have to worry so much. He is still thinking of solutions for your troubles in the study at such a late hour. So don't deceive yourself, no one has ever met the old man, he worked himself to death for you."

Jian Dongxu's voice came from behind, and he roared angrily in a dilapidated way: "Enough is enough, stop talking!"

His complexion was not much better than Jian Moran's. When he spoke, it was like a cold wind was pouring into his throat, and he coughed violently as if he couldn't stop.

He coughed until his entire face turned from pale to purple, and the veins on his neck popped up.

Jian Dongxu panted while holding his knees, barely holding back his cough.He didn't dare to look at Mr. Jian on the operating table at all, and only looked in Jian Moran's direction.

At this moment, he was really weak, and he couldn't do enough to reprimand others: "What are you thinking, the whole family is so suspicious, do you think I will die of anger?"

"Second Uncle..." Jian Moran felt a pain in his heart, and wanted to comfort Jian Dongxu.

But for a moment, she felt like her head was full of needles, and the whole world in front of her was spinning.

Huo Jinyan immediately noticed that Jian Moran was not in the right state, and looked at her worriedly: "Ranran?"

In the next second, Jian Moran's eyes darkened, and he jumped forward with a white face.

Huo Jinyan quickly hugged her waist with his eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his expression tensed instantly: "Ranran?"

He shook it for a while, but Jian Moran didn't respond at all.

Huo Jinyan panicked, looking at Jian Moran's pale face and the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, his heart twitched.

Jian Dongxu was also worried, and came over to remind her, "Hurry up and take her out to see a doctor!"

It was only then that Huo Jinyan came to his senses, and dragged Jian Moran's knees to hug her out.

Jian Dongxu also felt that one head was two big, and his temples were throbbing.

But he is very clear that at this time, he must not fall down.

Jian Dongxu's body swayed for a while, and he barely stood still with his hands on the operating table, and his eyes were fixed on Mr. Jian who was covered with a white cloth.

Jian Yicheng walked over slowly, held Jian Dongxu's shoulders, and comforted him softly: "Dad, you go down and pay attention first, I will make arrangements for the old man's affairs, and I have just contacted the people at the crematorium. They will be here soon gone."

Jian Dongxu stood motionless, and after a long time, he turned his head to look at Jian Yicheng, and asked softly: "You are still willing to help with these, just now Xiaoran misunderstood you so much, are you not angry?"

This sounds strange.

If Jian Dongxu really regarded him as a relative, he wouldn't ask such a question.

Jian Yicheng had always doubted whether Jian Dongxu really treated him as a family member, but now that he heard this, he was almost certain in his heart.

His eyes were a little colder, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little sarcasm, but these changes in his expression were quickly covered up, and finally he said calmly without changing his expression: "Why?"

"I spoke too harshly just now." Jian Yicheng said softly with a look of remorse, "I know that Ranran was feeling sad, that's why I spoke out of proportion. What I said just now was to make her wake up early, didn't she Deliberately, I just hope she doesn't take it to heart."

Jian Dongxu looked at Jian Yicheng with a deeper gaze.

He didn't know what was wrong, and a bit of disappointment suddenly welled up in his heart.

If Jian Yicheng complained about Jian Moran angrily at this moment, he might not feel this disappointment.

But at this moment, he really felt that Jian Yicheng had become very strange. He no longer understood the child he had raised since he was a child, because he couldn't tell when he was real and when he was fake.

Jian Dongxu's eyes changed, and after all he didn't continue to ask anything, he just said: "Don't worry, Xiaoran is not the kind of character who likes to take things to heart, she just can't accept her grandpa's matter for a while, when she calms down, naturally I understand."

Jian Yicheng showed a relieved smile, and said softly: "That's good, I'm afraid Ranran won't be able to get out during this period of time, the company can't be leaderless for a day, Dad, you'd better go to the company to sit in town for two days, otherwise, I'm afraid that you will die." What's going on?"

He had to make sure that if the old man left so suddenly, there would be nothing left in time.

If the old man hadn't transferred the equity in his hand to Jian Dongxu, then Jian Dongxu would not be qualified to manage the company at all.

Jian Dongxu lowered his eyes, which made it impossible for Jian Yicheng standing in front of him to see his expression at the moment.

He was silent for a long time, just when Jian Yicheng thought he would not respond to this matter, he heard Jian Dongxu say weakly: "Forget it, let's talk about it in two days."

He seemed very tired and didn't care about it at all.

Jian Dongxu's tone was dull: "In this situation, I can't feel at ease until I finish dealing with the old man's affairs, and I can't do anything if I go to the company. The company has been running well without the old man and me in charge these years, isn't it? Besides Now, isn't there still you?"

He looked at Jian Yicheng with that heavy, trusting gaze.

This not only didn't make Jian Yicheng feel that he was reused, but also felt panicky.

At this time, Jian Dongxu didn't mention Jian Moran, but instead acted as if he trusted him. What do you mean?
Jian Yicheng's heart palpitations felt nauseated, looking at Jiao Jiji's expression as if wishing to leave him alone, he felt nauseous from the bottom of his heart.

But he still pretended to be submissive: "Don't worry, as long as I can do it, I will try my best to do it well. For the sake of the old man who just passed away, those old guys should not make too much trouble."

Jian Dongxu sighed indifferently: "Let them make trouble."

Anyway, nothing can come out of the storm.

Now Jian Dongxu is just like Jian Moran, he just wants to find out one thing, whether the old man really met someone else at home last night.

It's a pity that there is no monitoring in the villa at home. Mr. Jane always feels that they are a family, and the security of the community is top-notch. No one will sneak in. Installing a monitoring is like guarding against his own family. He thinks it is unnecessary.

Oh, no, community security!
They must have vehicle traffic records there, and they must know who has been there.

Jian Dongxu came to his senses in a flash, reached out and patted his forehead angrily.

Jian Yicheng frowned and looked at him puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Jian Dongxu shook his head quickly, and the reaction was even a little violent.

Soon, he came to his senses and hurriedly added: "I suddenly remembered that I still have a very important thing to do, I'll go back, here is..."

Jian Yicheng already felt that there was something wrong with his reaction when he arrived just now, and now he was even more skeptical when he heard this.

Now, there is nothing more urgent than dealing with Mr. Jane's funeral.

"Don't worry, leave this to me." Although she couldn't figure it out, Jian Yicheng said very cooperatively, "Dad, if you have anything to do, go and do it first."

Looking at the figure of Jian Dongxu leaving in a hurry, Jian Yicheng's eyes gradually became serious.