I came from an alien planet: Using my immortal body to commit suicide crazily

Jiang Ruanruan looked at Qian Yiming's cheerful back and rubbed her temples helplessly.

It’s not okay for my husband’s only son to always be so stupid and naive. He has no ability to think at all. Even if he paves a few roads, he will be ruined. He needs to be taken care of.

Suddenly, the brand new family photo hanging on the wall fell to the ground and shattered.

Jiang Ruannuan quickly picked it up, carefully smoothed the broken glass on the photo, and looked at Qian Yong with soft eyes.

She grew up watching Qian Yong's movies, and often went to Qian's house with her father, who was also a director, and became acquainted with him early on.

When he first came of age, his father's career was at a low stage, so he wanted to make a large-scale movie that sparked heated discussions, and the heroine was actually his biological daughter. Qian Yong learned of this idea, and strongly persuaded him to do so. Support Jiang Ruanruan in doing what he wants to do.

Later, she joined the national archery team. She was in bad shape for a while and contracted yellow heart disease. It was Qian Yong who filmed a movie about the disease that inspired her and led a large number of film and television viewers to cheer her on. Get over that hurdle.

Jiang Ruanruan didn't care about other people's ridicule, so what happened to the old couple and the young couple? She lived her life for herself, as long as she was comfortable.

Jingle Bell--

A rapid ringing of the phone interrupted her thoughts. Jiang Ruanruan picked up the phone and said, "Please speak."

"No! The master has been assassinated!"

Jiang Ruanruan's head was pounding. Hearing the address, he hurried out the door.

Holy City Tongxin Hospital.

Jiang Ruanruan rushed to the ward in a hurry.

Qian Yong was seen on the hospital bed with a thick gauze around his neck and his face was pale.

Jiang Ruoruan grabbed Qian Yong's slightly raised hand and sternly questioned the three ability users who were protecting him.

"Who can do it?"

"Madam...the injury...the wound appeared suddenly, we didn't see anyone..."

Jiang Ruanruan took a deep breath: "Call the Ji family people."

Qian Yong suddenly grabbed Jiang Ruannuan's hand and said in a hoarse voice: "No..."

Jiang Ruanruan looked at his eyes filled with the desire to die, her nose felt sore, and she choked with sobs.

"Call the young master over."

"Don't…"

"Let him come and listen!" Jiang Ruanruan was determined not to back down.

Not long after, Qian Yiming burst into the ward with tears streaming down his face.

"Where is the Ji family! Call them quickly!!"

"Shut up and listen to your father!" Jiang Ruoruan said sternly.

Qian Yiming was stunned for a moment and roared: "I won't listen!"

He took out his mobile phone and looked for Ji Bin's number. Soon the phone was taken away and he was slapped in the face.

Jiang Ruanruan glared at him: "If you were promising, he wouldn't do this."

Since the people have been able to afford food and their lives have become increasingly prosperous, the shelter has become less and less popular day by day, and has gradually been forgotten by the public. It has been replaced by the Qiang Flute, the elite who fight for the country.

Most of the people still staying in the shelter at this moment are scoundrels and second-rate people who eat and drink around. They insist that the Qian family does not dare to evict people and want things as they please.

Although the Qian family could afford it, the anger in Qian Yong's heart kept building up, but he had no choice but to endure it for the sake of Qian Yiming and the good reputation of the Qian family.

He just endured it until he didn't want to endure it anymore. He wanted to use this matter for the last time to push public opinion to the top.

An old artist who served the country and the people and a philanthropist who gave generously was assassinated. Nothing is more regrettable and memorable than such a death.

Jiang Ruannuan's tears couldn't stop falling, and she beat Qian Yiming's chest hard.

"Don't fight..." Qian Yong's eyes were full of heartache. He raised his wrinkled hand with difficulty, and Qian Yiming held it with silent tears.

"Dad is old." Qian Yong choked and said, "You and Ruanruan should be nice...don't quarrel...did you hear that..."

Qian Yi sobbed silently, his forehead pressed tightly against the back of Qian Yong's hand.

Qian Yong's breathing gradually weakened, and his eyes straightened: "Shelter..., close it... close it..."

"I'll shut it down right now, I'll shut it down right away and starve those bastards to death." Jiang Ruanruan shed tears and caressed Qian Yong's cheek reluctantly.

"Okay, okay -" Qian Yong spat out the words in a long voice, without any more words.

"Father!!!" Qian Yiming screamed loudly, his head sank, and he fainted next to Qian Yong.

……

Zhou house.

Zhou Fusheng quietly watched the news from Yun Xi that Qian Yiming wanted to join the Watch Corps for him, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

At this time, a call came in, and Zhou Fusheng slid it away with his fingertips.

"Qian Yong is dead." Qiang Di glanced sideways at Qi Linghan who walked in. The latter raised his eyebrows proudly at him, and Qiang Di gave him a thumbs up and gave him a fake smile.

The smile on Zhou Fusheng's face gradually dissipated, and he lowered his eyes after a while.

"A special medal of honor is awarded to the Qian family. When will the funeral be held?"

"Tomorrow morning."

"I know, you go and give it away."

"You're not going?" Qiang Di was a little surprised.

Zhou Fusheng twitched the corners of his mouth and laughed at himself: "I won't go and taint him."

"I see."

Qiang Di simply hung up the phone, and then sent a text message to Xiao Bo and other upper-class wealthy people, saying that they would go together to express their condolences tomorrow.

This kind of battle is enough to keep the Qian family standing for several generations.

"Boss, why don't you ask Qian Yong to let the Ji family save him?" Qi Linghan turned his revolving chair boredly.

"Life is enough." Qiang Di echoed.

Qi Linghan smacked his tongue: "How can this old beast survive with so many beauties under his unspoken rules? I can't bear to die."

Qiang Di laughed: "How about me?" He threw out a money card: "Let's play."

Qi Linghan excitedly put it in his pocket: "Just one piece."

Seeing that nothing was wrong, Qiang Di waved his hand: "Let's go."