help!My wife doesn't love wealthy families, she wants to divorce

"mom!"

Nie Ran had never seen so much blood before, and it was inexplicably dazzling when it reflected in his eyes.

"Mom time is running out—I know—"

Mrs. Jing said weakly, and it seemed very difficult to speak.

"Mom, you'll be fine, don't talk nonsense."

Jing Yuting helped the old lady to lie down, "I promise you, I will take good care of Ran Ran, don't worry."

Only then did Mrs. Jing show a smile on her face.

Jing Ruhua was the last person to enter the ward, her eyes were red when she came out, obviously she had cried.

Everyone has seen the back scene. The old man returned to the ward again, insisting on taking care of the old lady by the bedside.

Although the situation of the old lady is not very good, everyone thinks that she should be able to survive for a day or two, but the reality is cruel.

Mrs. Jing failed to see the rising sun the next day.

At five o'clock in the morning, Mrs. Jing closed her eyes forever in the arms of Mr. Jing.

Even though he had been mentally prepared for a long time, it was still sad when the parting really came. The entire Jing family fell into great grief following the death of the old lady.

Mrs. Jing's condolence ceremony was arranged on the eighth day of September five days later.

Needless to say, the Jing family's influence in Jiangcheng, almost all the famous people in Jiangcheng came on the day of mourning.

The mourning hall was solemn and solemn, the three brothers of the Jing family were in charge of receiving the guests, Jiang Rumeng and Zhou Meixin, as daughters-in-law, dressed in filial piety, knelt in front of the brazier and were in charge of burning paper.

Nie Ran was not required to kneel because she was pregnant, but she also had to stand beside her in silent mourning.

Jing Ruhua and Jing Kexin, as daughters and granddaughters, stood on both sides and were responsible for delivering incense to the guests who came to express their condolences.

"I am sorry for your loss."

Gu Niannian said something softly after offering incense and offering condolences.

Nie Ran nodded slightly, "Thank you."

Xia Rou came here with Feng Yihan, and since Feng Yihan publicly admitted that he was married before, the appearance of the two of them together did not attract much attention.

When Xia Rou lit the incense several times, she couldn't light it up. Seeing this, Feng Yihan handed her the already lit incense in his hand, and took the initiative to exchange the unlit incense for her.

After finishing the incense burner, Xia Rou hugged Nie Ran, "My condolences."

"Thank you."

After the condolences were over, Mrs. Jing's body was about to be sent to the incinerator. Mr. Jing looked at his wife's remains reluctantly, and slowly covered the coffin with his own hands, his emotional state was surprisingly calm.

"Old man, if you feel uncomfortable, just cry. It will make you feel better if you vent your heart."

Jing Yuchen was worried that the old man would suffocate his body, so he couldn't help but speak to persuade him.

"I'm not uncomfortable." The old man said in a low voice, "Your mother has endured a lot of pain in order to spend more time with me in the past few years. Now that she is gone, it is also a solution for her. I should Happy."

Since the doctor's diagnosis two years ago, which only lasted half a year at most, Mr. Jing has been mentally prepared to part with his wife.

Now that two years have passed, only he knows how hard it is for his wife to drink those hard-to-swallow traditional Chinese medicines every day in order to live longer.

It's all right now, and I can finally stop drinking those dark concoctions, and I don't have to suffer from illnesses anymore. Except that I can't see the birth of the third child with my own eyes, the old lady's life is already very complete. Too greedy.

"—"

The faces of the three brothers from the Jing family showed unspeakable sadness.

After the cremation was over, the burial was a matter of peace. Fortunately, the burial ceremony went smoothly. The brothers of the Jing family were worried that the old man would not be able to accept the fact that his wife had passed away. Unexpectedly, he acted calmer than everyone else.

Calm enough to make people think he is indifferent.

Back at the Jing family's mansion, all the people waited silently and sat in the living room in their usual positions, watching quietly that the old lady's usual chair on the main seat was empty, and there was a sense of sadness in the air.

Mr. Jing took out a box from the study with trembling hands and walked to the living room.

"Your mother has long expected this day. She left some things in this box and told me to wait for her to leave before handing them over to you. Now is the time."

The old man opened the box with tears in his eyes, and took out a golden longevity lock from inside.

"Third brother, this is a gift your mother prepared for the child in Ran's womb a few days ago. Now that she's gone, you can keep it by yourself."

Jing Yuting took the longevity lock and handed it to Nie Ran, with a hoarse voice, "Thank you, Mom."

Mr. Jing took out a house book and a bank card from the box and handed them to Jing Ruhua.

"There are 1000 million in the card, and the house is a large flat in Yuefu Huating. Although you are not born to the Jing family, your mother has long regarded you as her own daughter in her heart. This is what she gave you. Prepared dowry."

Jing Ruhua's eyes were hot, "Thank you, Mom."

She is not a child of the Jing family, so she never dared to think about the old lady's inheritance.

Unexpectedly, the old lady still left her a dowry, and thinking of the blessings he had received from the Jing family all these years, Jing Ruhua couldn't help but burst into tears.

Corresponding arrangements were also made for Jing Kexin, the grandson, and Mrs. Jing, the fetus of Jing Yunshen.

So far, the old lady's estate has been distributed.

"Do you have any other comments?" Mr. Jing looked at everyone and asked.

Naturally there is not.

The old lady has arranged the funeral in such a detailed way, if there is any opinion, it is just looking for trouble.

"Since there are none, then so be it."

Mr. Jing looked sideways at the chair the old lady usually sat on, and sighed helplessly.

Wife, what should I do if I miss you in the future?

-

Due to changes in the Jing family, Nie Ran hasn't been to DK in the past half a month, and Gu Niannian dare not arrange work for her these days, and she can only reluctantly refuse Nie Ran's custom-made orders when she usually comes to her door.

"Rourou, do you think that if I urge Ran Ran to take over the job at this time, will it appear that I am very unreasonable?"

Gu Niannian lay down on the desk and asked with a sigh.

Xia Rou was teasing Xia Bao'er, and chuckled lightly when she heard this.

"If I were Jing Yuting, I wouldn't let Ran Baoer come out to work anymore, you, you'd better take it easy, she's still pregnant, be careful to make Jing Yuting anxious and never let her work again. "

Gu Niannian sighed heavily again.

"Hey, I know, that's why I didn't dare to disturb Ran Ran for half a month, but there are really many people who come to her for customization! She is my cash cow!"

Fortunately, she had already prevented this, so she set up a dividend system with Nie Ran early on, which can be regarded as keeping Nie Ran in the studio, otherwise it is hard to say what will happen now.

Xia Rou laughed.

Xia Bao'er suddenly moved down from the sofa, staggered to Gu Niannian's side with her little butt twisted, motioned her to bow her head, and then slapped her directly on the face.

"Come on godmother."

"Good guy, I kissed your face and drool." Gu Niannian smiled and picked up the little girl, "Bao'er is so good——"

The door of the office was pushed open, Gu Niannian's face changed drastically when he saw someone coming——