Yi Yun pursed her lips and said nothing.

When Lin Guobang heard this, he rushed over and raised his hand to hit Yi Yun, but at the moment he struck, he was caught by a firm and powerful hand.

"Fu Tingshen?"

Seeing that it was Fu Tingshen, Lin Guobang withdrew his hand resentfully, but still gritted his teeth and said, "My daughter can't die like this for nothing. You have such a vicious heart at a young age, and sooner or later there will be retribution."

"I don't know if she has retribution, but your daughter's death is definitely retribution."

After speaking, "Fu Tingshen" took Yi Yun's hand and left the police station.

Along the way, Yi Yun was in a trance, walking without direction.

Behind him, "Fu Tingshen" followed silently.

In the sky, it began to rain suddenly, at first it was pattering, and then it gradually became heavier.

"Hey, it's raining, hey hey..."

Yi Yun still walked forward as if she had lost her soul, her clothes were soaked by the rain, and she looked extremely embarrassed.

"Yi Yun!"

Yi Yun's eyes slowly blurred.

Yes, she hated the Lin family, but when Lin Wanwan's body appeared in front of her, when Lin Guobang lost all dignity and cried into tears, her heart really hurt.

Really...really doing it wrong?
"Yi Yun, are you stupid? You, who are so proud, how did you become what you are now?"

Yi Yun slowly opened her eyes, the crystal water droplets on her eyelashes glistened, beautiful and weak.

"Fu...Fu Qi."

Yi Yun stared at the man in front of him who looked exactly like Fu Tingshen. Although he was wearing the same clothes as Fu Tingshen, Yi Yun knew at a glance that it was not Fu Tingshen.

"Sure enough, it's you, Yi Yun. I didn't expect you to recognize it. How about it? It's pretty good that I pretended to be the famous President Fu Tingshen just now."

Yi Yun hummed in a low voice, ignored her, and slowly squatted down beside the trash can.

Fu Qi said helplessly, "Yi Yun, why don't you get into the trash when you disagree? Wait, wait, I'll buy you an umbrella, don't move here."

Yi Yun didn't speak, Fu Qi didn't say much when he saw Yi Yun's state, and ran towards the small shop not far away against the rain.

Fu Tingshen heard the news of Lin Wanwan's death after finishing dealing with the company's affairs. Out of concern, he hurried to find Yi Yun.

Made many phone calls, but no one answered.

Fu Tingshen became more and more anxious, and searched along the road street by street.

Finally, Yi Yun was found in the rain next to a trash can.

It was dark, and Yi Yun was curled up like an unadopted kitten, lonely and helpless.

Fu Ting slammed the steering wheel, got out of the car and strode towards Yi Yun.

"Get up." His voice was low and full of power.

Yi Yun ignored her, and still buried her head in the hollow of her thigh.

"Go, go home first."

Fu Ting reached out to hug Yi Yun, forcibly pulled her up, and threw the umbrella over her head.

Yi Yun's body softened, and she leaned weakly on Fu Tingshen's shoulder, tears streaming silently.

His heart moved.

The muscles all over his body tensed instantly, he didn't know where to put his hand, and finally put it on Yi Yun's back, patting it gently.

"I, am I bad?"

"will not."

"I'm so tired."

"Tired, let's go home."

"En." Yi Yun replied in a low voice.

She lay in Fu Tingshen's arms, feeling the rare warmth.

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