Before my grandfather died, he forced me to marry the richest man in the imperial capital

Early the next morning, it seemed as if the rain had passed and the sky cleared up, and it seemed that the misery was just hidden.

No matter what kind of mood you are in, the sun will still rise, everything happens as it happens, God will not sympathize with you and freeze time, time will still pass quietly through your fingertips, and will not stay for you Seconds, all you can do is accept.

Tang Junyao was worried about something in her heart. When she woke up, her first thought was to go to the hospital. She suddenly opened her eyes and got up. Just as she was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed from the right side, she saw a man sitting on the right side.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Ji Hancheng, and she didn't expect that she would fall asleep. She thought that Xiaoyuzi was not at home, and wanted to go to the hospital to accompany Mrs. Zhang after taking a shower and blowing her hair, so she could take care of her when she woke up.

The man was still asleep, either lying down or sitting up, with his body leaning against the back of the bed, his hands crossed in front of his chest, in a serious manner.

So did this person sit up and sleep all night? He is usually such a rascal, but unexpectedly he didn't lie down this time.

She turned around and got out of bed from the left side, went around to the right side, picked up a quilt corner and gently covered him. It seemed that this man should have slept like that all night, with nothing covering his body, and he was not afraid of catching cold.

Ji Hancheng's alertness is already very good. This is a habit he has developed all along. He has actually woken up since she sat up. He was afraid that her eyes would be too awkward, so he chose to fake sleep. Who would have thought that this woman would help him? Covering the quilt, I didn't expect this, I was secretly happy in my heart, and continued to pretend to be asleep.

After covering the quilt, she took out her mobile phone and checked the time. It was already 7 o'clock in the morning.

Just as I was about to put away my phone and go to the bathroom to wash up, I found that an unfamiliar message came in, and it was sent in the form of MMS.

Out of curiosity, she paused and opened it to take a look. When she saw the picture, the shock was too great for her to accept.

The vision became more and more blurred, more and more blurred, her eyes were empty, big tears flowed from her eye sockets, the pain and pain in her heart gathered into thick dark clouds, which couldn't be dispersed no matter what, in the end she couldn't even say a word come out.

This message successfully defeated her pretended strength. She never thought that Xiaoyouzi's safety and well-being was bought by them with their own lives. Guilt, debt, self-blame... all emotions surged come.

The heart-piercing pain and powerlessness climbed into every cell of her body...... She cried silently, she didn't want to cry.

Ji Hancheng thought that the woman had another move, and after waiting for a while, it became quieter and quieter, without even the sound of walking. He slowly opened his eyes, turned to look for Tang Junyao, and saw the woman sitting quietly on the bed On the left side, there was no sound, but the trembling shoulders made him panic, and he hurriedly got up and walked over.

Standing condescendingly, looking for the reason, she saw that her eyes were always on the phone, even if her vision was blurred, she was still staring at the screen of the phone. Ji Hancheng lowered his eyes and glanced at the screen that was still on. It was extremely cold, and the veins in the clenched fists were visible.

Just to prevent her from seeing this scene, he asked Han Yue to download all the news in advance, and there are still people who are dead or alive.

Slowly squatting down, approached and pulled the cell phone she was holding tightly, pulled it for a while, opened it finger by finger, and then took out the phone, put it on the bedside table, then got up, clasped the palm of her hand The back of her head was gently pressed into her arms, restraining all the hostility in her body, and said softly: "Cry."

These two words successfully made her, who had been immersed in pain and suppressed emotions, cry loudly, crying at the top of her throat, as if she wanted to cry the sky, and every cry hit his heart heavily. , One after another, the entire chest cavity was about to be shattered.

He pursed his lips, his face was full of coldness, and his palms were gently stroking her head, trying to calm her down in this way.

The only sound left in the entire suite was her hysterical crying. Ji Hancheng kept one movement like a stone statue, not saying anything, and quietly accompanied her. When she finished venting, it would be better to be able to vent than to hold back. Maybe crying would be much better.

About half an hour later, she was tired from crying, and gradually there was only a low sob, Ji Hancheng slowly squatted down, looked at her red and swollen eyes, and took out a tissue to help her wipe, "It's better, no, Things have already happened, what we have to do is to deal with the aftermath, we will make proper arrangements for those who are gone, and we will pay double for those who are alive, huh?"

This was the first time he saw her cry, and it also verified his thought last night that she would hide and heal her wounds, and show her strong side in front of others.

She understands what he said, and knows that the deceased is dead, but the picture of the photo is deeply embedded in her mind, and she can't get rid of it no matter what, and the moment when Baihu protects Xiaoyouzi and finally falls down, he has to have It takes a lot of faith to stick to the end.

Seeing that she was still in a daze and lacked energy, she said patiently, "Wash your face, Mrs. Zhang has woken up and has been transferred to the general ward. The bodyguards of Lan's family are expected to wake up in the next two days. Let's go help Mrs. Wu today." After finishing the funeral, where do you want to put her?"

These few words brought her back to her senses, and she said with a heavy nasal voice, "I want to place Mrs. Wu next to Grandpa, on the tombstone......Writing girl, Tang Junyao." Because Mrs. Wu deserves it.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements. You go wash up first, and Xu Mingkai will bring you breakfast later. After eating, we'll go to the hospital." The decision to write a woman on the tombstone was something he never thought of, and what grandpa said was right. Very kind, had to admit the fact that he was blind.

Tang Junyao got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. Ji Hancheng went to the sofa and sat down and called Xu Mingkai, asking to contact the funeral home and the funeral team. He gave all the details that need to be paid attention to. Rao, the company's affairs were not as detailed as the instructions, so he was afraid of doing it. Which point is wrong or which point is not in place.

Not long after, Xu Mingkai came. In fact, he had already been waiting downstairs, but Ji Shao didn't call him, and he didn't dare to disturb him. Finally, Ji Shao was able to enter Young Mistress's house openly.

I hope Ji Shao can reconcile with young mistress after this incident.

When he rang the doorbell, Xu Mingkai was surprised by the scene. The man who has always been meticulously dressed now has an unshaven chin, dark eye circles, lack of sleep and fatigue visible to the naked eye. "Ji Shao, this is breakfast, here is the clothes, and All the matters of the funeral home have been arranged, you and the young lady can go directly to the funeral home, the cremation time is 9:1." There is plenty of time and there is still more than an hour.

"Well, don't make a mistake, let Han Yue check the number." He sent the number he had memorized to Xu Mingkai, and closed the door directly, Xu Mingkai hadn't reacted when he was locked outside.

Forget about Ji Shao, it's quite difficult, so don't worry about it.

Tang Junyao came out after washing, no makeup, pure makeup, eyes still swollen, went to the master bedroom and closed the door of the room, Ji Hancheng turned around and looked at the closed door, feeling helpless, even when he was too sad, he did not forget to guard against him , She hasn't seen the whole body anywhere, and she can still vividly remember it now.

Finally, he knew why he was able to attack her in the first place. It turned out that he had thought about it a long time ago, but he knew everything too late, and he realized that she had already left.

After 10 minutes, she came out wearing a black dress, sat down on the dining table, picked up a meat bun and stuffed it into her mouth.

He slowly helped to open a bowl of millet porridge and put it in front of her, "Drink some porridge to warm your stomach, slow down, the time is still fast, the spark time is 9:[-], you eat first, I will change clothes, and I will borrow your bathroom Use it."

She paused with the hand holding the bun, then stuffed the bun into her mouth in a second, and said softly, "Thank you."

There is no big emotion on the man's face, just distressed. He never knew how her strength came from. Now he regrets not going to accompany her when her grandfather left. I don't know how she survived. It should be no worse than now Take it easy, "I don't need your thanks, just don't push me away."

After a while, she lowered her gaze and said sullenly, "Ji Hancheng."

"Huh? What's the matter." He was very surprised that he suddenly called his name so calmly. She rarely called him by name. She was a little flustered in her heart, but kept calm on her face.

"I forgive you." She didn't say anything together, but just forgave him, for the mistakes he made before.

Sister-in-law Wu's departure, Sister-in-law Zhang's injury, and Baihu's unconsciousness told her the fact that human life is very fragile, and you don't know whether tomorrow will come first, the sun or the accident.

Persistence is really useful. Grandpa is right. Only sincerity can be exchanged for forgiveness. She just said to forgive him. The excitement in his heart is no less than the negotiation of a project with a value of [-] million, or even more.

Repressing his excitement, he licked the corners of his lips warmly at her, and their eyes met for a few seconds across the dining table.

Sincerity is the golden stone.

Smiling, he walked into the bathroom to change clothes and wash up. It was unprecedented for him to stay up all night without taking a shower.