Master Jiu's little sweetheart is a bit fierce

Wen Tingyi finally had some reaction: "Grandpa Wang, what do you mean by that? Why is Tang Wan from the Wang family?"

Grandpa Wang was not in a hurry to explain, and slowly walked over with a cane, his eyes were full of grief and kindness, and he touched Logan's head before speaking slowly.

"She is my granddaughter, Xiaoxing's half-sister, her real name is Wang Changle."

"When she was born, her father and I hoped that she would be happy for the rest of her life, so we named her Changle."

"But Changle is an illegitimate daughter. Her biological mother died when she was born. Xiaoxing's mother couldn't tolerate her. I had no choice but to let my most trusted disciple Nangong Xielv take her away."

"In order not to let people see her identity, I used medicine to seal her real appearance when she was taken away, and made her look more and more like Nangong Xielu. Now, Changle is gone, old man Let's undo the seal on her."

After all, Grandpa Wang took out a small bottle of strangely colored potion and poured it into Tang Wan's mouth. After a while, a face as beautiful as a fairy appeared in front of Wen Tingyi.

Compared with Tang Wan's original appearance, this face is more refined and beautiful. Except for Tang Wan's ostentatious fox eyes, there are no traces of the original face.

Wen Tingyi couldn't help but think of Sisi, Sisi looked like the two of them except for her eyes, so she inherited Tang Wan's original appearance.

But what's the use of saying this now, Logan is gone, and Wen Tingyi hugged Logan tightly again.

Grandpa Wang seemed to have something to say. He took out a ring and put it on Tang Wan's thumb, and said, "This is something her father left her. Her father was the previous head of the New Moon Gate. The ring seems to have a special function in the New Moon Gate, but the old man can't remember, alas..."

"I didn't expect that supporting her to return to the New Moon Gate actually killed her. It's all the old man's fault."

Wen Tingyi tried his best to keep calm and said: "Grandpa, let's go, let's take care of Tang Wan's funeral."

Grandpa Wang nodded. The usually strong old man was walking behind Wen Tingyi weakly.

After walking for a while, Grandpa Wang suddenly asked Wen Tingyi: "Boy Wen, are you really married to our parents?"

Wen Tingyi clenched Tang Wan's hand tightly, and his voice was muffled and low: "No... She and I have never had time to hold a wedding."

Grandpa Wang looked at the two of them regretfully: "It's a pity that there is a couple in love. How about this? You invite Changle's adoptive father, adoptive mother, close relatives and friends, and let's hold the wedding and funeral together."

Wen Tingyi heard this, and looked up at Grandpa Wang in disbelief: "Is it really okay for Grandpa to do this?"

Grandpa Wang nodded firmly: "Our parents, Le, have been away from home for more than 20 years. Although she is dead, I still want her to marry in her real natal family."

"Our Wang family owes her too much. She could have lived in peace and stability for the rest of her life."

"It's all because of the old man's mistake..."

Wen Tingyi looked at the old man with a hunched back in front of him. In just a few days, he was no longer as tough as when he first met him.

Wen Tingyi's heart was sour, and he couldn't help muttering: "A white-haired person sends a black-haired person twice, how can he be better than me?"

"Wanwan, it's a pity that I didn't have time to let you meet your real family. This old man really loves you."

After returning to the hut, Wen Tingyi followed Grandpa Wang's instructions and placed Tang Wan on the mat made of herbs. Grandpa Wang was worried that the jade's anti-corrosion effect was not enough, so he specially made an anti-corrosion straw mat.

Tang Wan in the mat closed her eyes peacefully, Wen Tingyi took a look and left the room cruelly.

He was afraid that if he continued to watch, he would lose his mind again.

There are many people to contact, Wen Tingyi held the phone and didn't know who to call first.

After deliberating for a long time, Wen Tingyi first called Lou Mingxuan.

Lou Mingxuan was a little noisy, and it could be heard that he was at a party.

Lou Mingxuan's tone was gentle, with a hint of lightness: "What's wrong with my brother-in-law, you suddenly called my uncle?"

Wen Tingyi was silent for a while, then said shyly: "Brother, Wanwan is gone, you bring your father-in-law and mother-in-law over here."

"Crack!" There was a sound of the wine glass breaking from the other end of the phone, and Lou Mingxuan's voice was visibly trembling, but also angry: "What do you mean is gone, explain it clearly!"

Wen Tingyi closed his eyes in pain: "He is dead."

"I asked Li Hui to give you the address, so you can bring your family over here."

After speaking, Wen Tingyi hung up the phone, and then called his family in Yuncheng. As expected, they all responded in disbelief.

Who can accept that a person who is usually good, suddenly dies, and has to go to her funeral.

After notifying everyone, Wen Tingyi's grief that had just been suppressed surged into his heart again.

He was sitting in the yard, the air pressure was so low that it was as if he had died too.

After Grandpa Wang looked at Tang Wan in the room for a while, he saw this scene when he went out, and the air seemed dead silent.

Grandpa Wang couldn't bear it, and patted him on the shoulder: "Aren't you going to marry Changle, have you prepared the things for the wedding?"

Wen Tingyi reacted. Seeing Grandpa Wang shaking his head, Grandpa Wang pretended to be angry and said, "Hurry up and buy it. It's not such a simple matter to marry my granddaughter."

"What a girl likes when she gets married, she can't miss any of them."

Grandpa Wang's words really reminded Wen Tingyi and made him a little angry. He didn't prepare anything for marriage.

He got up quickly. Grandpa Wang's house didn't have a car, so he simply rode Grandpa Wang's bicycle and went to the city alone.

After riding for an unknown number of kilometers, Wen Tingyi finally arrived in the city. Passers-by looked at him in surprise. How could a man in expensive clothes ride a bicycle in such a mess.

Ignoring the gazes of passers-by, Wen Tingyi walked straight to the bridal shop. As soon as he entered, Wen Tingyi attracted everyone's attention.

Wen Tingyi looked at the salesperson indifferently: "Bring me all the most beautiful wedding dresses in your store."

The salesperson looked at the man in front of him with some puzzlement: "Sir, you have to bring the bride to try on the wedding dress, where is she?"

"Dead." The whole bridal shop was startled: "Sir..."

Suddenly Wen Tingyi lowered his head, with a happy and sad smile on the corner of his mouth: "You must take the best one, she likes beautiful things, I remember her size, you can just go and get it, I bought the wedding dress .”

The salesperson of the bridal dress shop didn't dare to say any more, packed the wedding dress according to Wen Tingyi's instructions, and quickly handed it to him.

Afterwards, Wen Tingyi bought a ring alone, bought Tang Wan's favorite lipstick color, and her favorite high heels.

Looking at the stuff in his hands, Wen Tingyi felt inexplicably sour. It turns out that when he loves someone, he remembers everything so clearly.

After Wen Tingyi left, there was an impressive piece of news in that small town. There was an extremely handsome man who was choosing a gift for his dead bride...