Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

It’s self-evident to be mentally prepared.

"Shen Meiling will try her best to get you back to the imperial capital, so naturally she won't let you leave easily." Yan Tingsong looked a little tired, "In that case, then you will stay."

Yu Wei squeezed her palms and asked her to stay. It seemed that he had already made plans to fight Shen Meiling.

Yan Tingsong continued: "Don't worry, if things really come to that point, I will try to reduce the impact of this matter on you."

We will also clear all obstacles before the wedding.

"As long as I can fulfill her wish and let her have no regrets, that's okay with me."

After Yan Tingsong left, Yu Wei went upstairs.

When Song Qinghe woke up, she was not energetic. When she saw Yu Wei, she asked her about the old lady's condition. She was relieved to hear that the old lady Yan was out of danger.

Yu Wei had breakfast with her.

The villa was deserted, and there was really no atmosphere for a wedding.

A message popped up on her phone, and Yu Wei opened it. When she saw the title above, she was a little shocked.

"Weiwei, what's wrong?" Song Qinghe saw her expression change and looked at her worriedly.

Yu Wei came back to her senses and shook her head, "It's okay."

After leaving the Mid-level Villa, Yu Wei clicked on the report. Sun Haiquan committed suicide by swallowing pills in the early morning and left a suicide note, placing all the blame on herself.

The words "suicide out of fear of crime" were also written in media reports.

It's just that he has passed away and the police will no longer continue to investigate this matter.

In the funeral home.

Shen Meiling looked at the motionless man lying in front of her, with a bit of confusion on his usually delicate face. Is this the solution you mentioned?

Who told you to make your own decisions like this?

Thinking that a man who had always been calm and abiding by his duties would actually confess to her, he must have expected it at that time.

Shen Meiling closed her eyes in pain, tears sliding down her cheeks.

Yan Tingsong, why do you still refuse to let him go after he has become like this?

Shen Meiling held his cold hand. From now on, no one would protect her from the wind and rain, and she would never have anyone to rely on.

Touching his cold and pale cheek again, Shen Meiling wiped away the tears on her cheeks.

She walked out of the room.

When she saw Yan Tingsong not far away, her face darkened.

"What are you doing here?" Shen Meiling walked up to him with an indifferent expression, "Are you sure he's dead?"

Yan Tingsong looked at her pale face and said, "When you asked him to do those things, you should have known that he would not have a good death."

"After all these years, you still only see Song Qinghe in your eyes." Shen Meiling smiled sarcastically, "I only regret that I was too soft-hearted back then, I should have killed her! Then I sent you to reunite with her underground! "

Yan Tingsong took a step forward and handed her the invitation in his hand, "Don't forget to attend my wedding with Qing He. I will definitely reserve the best viewing seat for you."

Shen Meiling took the invitation, looked at the photo of the two people on the invitation, and smiled sarcastically, "You smile so happily. I remember when I married you, you didn't even want to smile. I'm so stupid. , I actually expect to be able to impress a hard-hearted person like you."

"You are indeed stupid." Yan Tingsong said coldly, "Smart people know to stop losses in time, but you are the only one who keeps getting deeper and deeper."

Shen Meiling tore off the invitation piece by piece and separated the two people on it.

"Yantingsong, you used me to abandon me, and you also said that I am not smart enough." Shen Meiling tore the invitation into pieces and threw it up, scattering the pieces on the floor.

"You make me feel uncomfortable, so why should I let you be sincere?" Shen Meiling smiled mockingly, her eyes full of hatred, "Even if she dies, she will never get this status!"

Shen Meiling put on her sunglasses and said, "Hai Quan is dead, and I want you all to be buried with him!"

After Yu Wei left the mid-level villa, she arrived at the Meng family's old residence.

As soon as he entered the door, he met Qi Han. Qi Han had a serious face and had just finished talking to Meng Hechuan.

His gaze fell on Yu Wei's face, with a hint of inquiry.

Meng Hechuan stood in front of him and looked at Yu Wei, "Grandpa is waiting for you upstairs."

Yu Wei nodded and went upstairs.

When Yu Wei disappeared, Qi Han complained, "Why don't you even say hello to me?"

"no need."

Qi Han's face darkened a bit, "Meng Hechuan, I believe you, and I don't want to be used as a gunman, but there is one thing I have to figure out. I want Yu Wei to do a paternity test with my father to determine whether she is a child." My father’s illegitimate daughter.”

"Impossible." Meng Hechuan looked at him coldly, "Yu Wei has nothing to do with your father, and has nothing to do with you at all."

"Why not?" Qi Han said with a stern face, "Why do you make a decision for her on this matter? I can ask her opinion myself. I believe she must also want to know her life experience."

"I say it again, don't cause trouble for yourself. Yu Wei's life is very good now, don't disturb her."

Yu Wei went upstairs and went straight to the chess room, but Yan Wenzhou was not inside.

Finally, we found him on the second floor terrace. He had a cigarette in his hand and an ashtray on the railing. He had obviously been there for a while.

Yan Wenzhou looked at the lawn in the backyard in trance.

He remembered that when he was a child, Sun Haiquan taught him to play football. When he was tired, Sun Haiquan would carefully wipe his sweat for him.

If he accidentally bumped into someone, Sun Haiquan would not coax him, but would tell him that a man should not shed tears easily.

For a long time, Sun Haiquan played the role of a father in his life, teaching him many things and giving him the few warmth in his lonely childhood.

He once respected him so much, but later he hated him so much.

Sun Haiquan died like this, Yan Wenzhou felt a little sad, but he had to pay the price for what he had done.

Thinking of Shen Meiling, Yan Wenzhou's eyes darkened a little.

Yu Wei hugged him from behind and whispered: "You are still recovering, quit smoking and drinking, don't you know?"

Yan Wenzhou came to his senses and turned to look at her, "When did you come?"

Yu Wei smelled the smell of cigarettes on his body, frowned, and wanted to move away, but he held down her waist. Seeing that her brows were about to twist into a ball, the man put out the cigarette, leaned over, and kissed her. of lips.

The smell of cigarettes has not dissipated yet, spreading between your lips.

Yu Wei pushed him away hard, "Yan Wenzhou!"

"I am Xiao Zhou now." Yan Wenzhou touched her lips, feeling a little aggrieved, "You dislike me so much?"

"Who dislikes you?"

The man came closer and said, "Then kiss me."

Yu Wei held his face and kissed him helplessly on the lips. She tried to hide away, but was caught by him again. Yu Wei simply buried her head in his arms.

Yan Wenzhou leaned close to her ear and lowered his voice, "Honey, can we have a daughter?"