Jingran quickly stretched her hand along Shen Zhiwei's back, and was about to reach out to ring the bell when she stopped her.

"No need to call the nurse over, I'm just a little emotional, it's okay."

Shen Zhiwei stretched out her hand and pulled Jingran's sleeve. The back of her hand, where the indwelling needle was inserted, was glowing blue and black. She finally adjusted her breathing.

Jingran didn't dare to move, for fear that this man might do something bad again.

"I won't call the nurse. Don't get excited. If you have anything to say, please speak slowly."

"Jingran, actually I had a dream after sleeping for so long. In the dream, you didn't know that I existed. I was raised by Bo Jiamu in his villa. I had good food and drink every day and had nothing to do, but I didn't have any children... …”

Shen Zhiwei's gaze became profound, and for a moment, her face overlapped with that of Shen Zhiwei in her previous life.

Jingran was almost in a trance.

But she quickly consoled her: "What are you thinking about? It's just a dream."

"But that dream is so real. Bo Jiamu promised me that as long as we have two children, I can take your place and become the mistress of the Bo family. For this sentence, I am willing to do anything. But Bo Jiamu replaced my vitamins with abortion pills..."

Jingran didn't say anything anymore.

In her previous life, she didn't really know much about the mistresses outside Bo Jiamu.

She herself is still addicted to the illusion of a perfect marriage all day long, and takes great care of this scumbag mother and son.

It wasn't until his death that Jingran knew that Bo Jiamu had many people outside. It could be said that the red flag at home was not down, and the colorful flags were flying outside.

And Shen Zhiwei, who almost turned into Bo Jiamu Bai Yueguang at first, was no match for the young girl and became a victim.

Shen Zhiwei was finally given to an old man as a gift by Bo Jiamu. The external cooperation project allowed Bo Jiamu to gain a firm foothold in the Bo Group.

And all the subsequent women were dealt with one by one by him using the same method.

When it comes to the level of scumbag alone, Bo Jiamu is at the top of his game.

Shen Zhiwei described the scene in the dream with tears in her eyes, but did not mention a word about Jingran's death.

Looking back, Jing Ran had doubted Shen Zhiwei, but looking at her current reaction, she would rather believe that this woman didn't know anything about it.

I don't know how long it took, but Shen Zhiwei finally finished all this in a hoarse voice.

"Jingran, I'm sorry for you. I was deceived by lard and thought Bo Jiamu was a good person. I was really wrong. I don't ask you to forgive me, but I beg you to save my child. . She is still so young..."

Shen Zhiwei's hand holding Jingran's sleeve became tighter and tighter, and her whole body's nerves were also highly tense.

Jingran could only say: "Things between adults have nothing to do with the child. As long as she can survive this, I will treat her well."

Faced with such an apology, Jingran felt mixed emotions.

She asked the nurse to take a lot of photos of the child and gave Shen Zhiwei a look.

But just looking at the photos was clearly not enough for Shen Zhiwei. All of her vital signs were declining, and her face, which was originally a bit flushed, became extremely pale.

Even the hanging urine bag was filled with red blood.

"Let me take a look at the child, just take a look..." Until the end, Shen Zhiwei still wanted to see the child.

Jingran simply asked the doctor to push her gurney outside the monitoring room.

Two nurses supported Shen Zhiwei's body and helped her sit up.

Looking at the baby who was still sleeping soundly in the incubation cabin, Shen Zhiwei's breathing became shorter and shorter.

Until the instrument starts to alarm.

"Drip drip..."

Shen Zhiwei was pushed into the rescue room, but this time, she did not come out alive.

Looking at the person lying on the operating table covered with white cloth, Jingran's mood was particularly complicated.

She didn't feel any pleasure of getting revenge, and she even felt a little sad.

According to the rules, relatives of the Shen family will come to claim the body.

But they were busy carving up the inheritance left by Shen's parents, and no one cared about Shen Zhiwei's life or death.

Shen Zhiwei's body was kept in the morgue for seven days!

It was when Jingran received the call that she realized that those people didn't claim the body at all!

"Aren't the Shen family members sick? Are they just anxious for a moment? People are already dead, can they come back to life and snatch things from them?! Just throw people in the morgue?"

Jingran complained, but Bo Zhanchen on the side had long been used to this kind of thing.

"What's so strange about this? As you said, everyone is already dead anyway, so it's better to grab what needs to be grabbed. As for the others, who cares?"

Jingran was so angry that she laughed.

"I originally wanted the Shen family members to come and see her for the last time, but now it seems that it would be better to send her to the funeral parlor then! Let her suffer the same fate after her death."

Jing Ran started to prepare for Shen Zhiwei's funeral, but she also didn't forget to let others snatch the inheritance that should belong to her.

Shen Zhiwei is dead, but her child is still alive!

That little bundle has not yet come out of the ward, and Jingran doesn't want to make things easier for the Shen family.

In a blink of an eye, the day of Shen Zhiwei's burial came.

Jingran was wearing a black suit and stood at the head of the group, with Bo Zhanchen also standing beside him.

In addition to the Bo family, relatives of the Shen family were also notified.

Seeing that the time was coming, none of these people came.

Even Bo's family can't stand it anymore.

"What's going on with the Shen family? Don't you know that death is the most important thing? Just this short time?"

Jingran glanced at the person who spoke, "Don't worry, she won't get a cent of the Shen family's money from anyone who's not here today!"

Jingran also found out after claiming the body that Shen Zhiwei had already had his property notarized by a lawyer on the day he woke up. All the belongings that should belong to him would be handed over to Jingran for inheritance, and some of the cost of the child's follow-up treatment would also be deducted from it. , these inheritances will not be transferred to the child until she reaches 18 years of age.

Just ten minutes after the farewell party began, Jingran's lawyer had already taken the notarized will to claim the inheritance.

The farewell party was coming to an end, and the Shen family who had not shown up for a long time finally appeared.

These people, dressed in fancy clothes, swarmed into the auditorium. Looking at Jingran, who was standing at the front, one of them pointed at her nose and yelled curses.

"Jingran, do you still have some sense of public morality? Why are you taking everything? This is a household matter of our Shen family, what does it have to do with you? What on earth did you do? Take the time to spit out the inheritance to me !”

Jingran remained silent, and the rest of the Shen family couldn't sit still either.

"Jing Ran, you are not from the Bo family and you are not from the Shen family. Why do you have the right to deal with Shen Zhiwei's inheritance? If we remember correctly, Shen Zhiwei is still your ex-fiancé's mistress, right? You are not afraid of manipulating things like this. Is it thundering?”

Facing these questions one after another, Jingran raised her eyelids coolly.

"Are you done farting?"

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