She burst into tears after shouting. All of them were sad and regretful, and Jingxiu was trying to poke someone's heart.

Jingxiu looked at her, her straight back finally hunched down.

Wei Yi really thought that Jingxiu had given up that ridiculous fantasy, but Jingxiu spoke again, his voice hoarse: "Please..."

"Let me try. Can't even try?"

It was a kind of humbleness that Wei Yizhen had never seen in Jingxiu.

Wei Yi couldn't really tell what it was like, and if she refused, she felt that she was inhumane.

She compromised. There are some things she didn't want to say, but Jingxiu's departure is likely to be self-defeating, and there are some things she must say before: "There is something that Yu Yan's mother asked me to convey together, if you listen to If you still want to see her, I'll take you there."

Jingxiu looked at her intently, waiting for the next paragraph.

"The people who came... not only Yu Yan's mother and relatives, but also... Yu Yan's..." Wei Yizhen felt like a cruel executioner, "Fiancé, we have talked for many years."

Ji Youyan's mother wanted to leave Ji Youyan with a clear name behind her, so she hoped that Jingxiu would raise her hand and not give the media more room for reverie. Although Wei Yizhen knew that Ji Youyan was in love with Jingxiu, she didn't know about the marriage contract, and she didn't have time to investigate the specific ins and outs. As a survivor, Ji Youyan's mother and relatives agreed that yes, that should be it. After all, this is Ji Youyan's family affairs. As an outsider and an intermediary, she can only respect her wishes if she does not agree with Zhong Qingyu's treatment of Jingxiu.

The hand raised the knife and fell, Jingxiu's eyes suddenly dilated as he watched her, his expression changed several times, and finally turned into a calm like stagnant water.

"It's okay. You take me to see Auntie." Jingxiu's voice was soft. She grasped the jade hard, and the palm was so painful that she was reluctant to let go of any strength.

So, was it a deception from the start? For a moment, did Jingxiu really know Ji Youyan, and did he know the real Ji Youyan? Ji You said in the end, do you love her or not? She is like a mystery, always mysterious, always making her ups and downs in suspicion and anxiety.

But it doesn't matter, really. She was used to it.

As long as she is still alive.

The author has something to say: fixed the details.

Teacher Ji should be able to speak in the next chapter.

Ji·Banxia·Yoyan is preparing to deceive the corpse: woohoo, I wanted to sit up in the last chapter.

Chapter 122

Wei Yi was really impressed by Jingxiu. Although she didn't believe the so-called solution that Jingxiu said at all, she still took Jingxiu to find Zhong Qingyu.

After Zhong Qingyu came back from the hospital, he settled in a house with extremely high security that Ji Youyan had purchased in the past two years. As Wei Yizhen expected, Zhong Qingyu didn't even promise Jingxiu to postpone the memorial service, she didn't even want to see Jingxiu.

Wei Yi really had a key card, so he swiped the door and pushed in. Just as Jingxiu was about to go in, a man came out of the living room and blocked the door firmly.

He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the door frame, his attitude of blocking was firm, but his tone was very polite: "Hello, Miss Jing, I'm Yanyan's fiancé, thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to come back to send Yanyan."

With a white strip on his arm, he seemed to be too sad and neglected to take care of himself. He was unshaven, but he still couldn't hide his handsomeness.

As Ji Youyan's surviving family, he justifiably wears filial piety for Ji Youyan and prevents her from stepping into Ji Youyan's house. Jingxiu's nails sank into the palm of his hand, trying his best to calmly ask him: "I have something very important, I hope I can discuss it with Auntie face to face."

Lu Fang refused: "Auntie is not feeling very well now, and it is inconvenient to see guests. I also ask Miss Jing to be considerate."

Wei Yi really felt that such a scene was too cruel to Jingxiu, so he turned around and blocked Lu Fang calmly, "I'll go in and talk to Auntie, can you wait outside?"

Jingxiu looked at Lu Fang and the other man staring at her in the living room, bit her lip, and agreed with difficulty.

She stood alone in the corridor for a long time, and Wei Yizhen finally came out.

She shook her head to her, expressed the failure of the proposal, and persuaded Jingxiu: "Auntie is more emotional today, can you wait for tomorrow? Auntie will also go to the venue tomorrow, and she can't avoid it by then, can you talk about it in detail? ?"

Jingxiu was reluctant to leave, but he had no choice but to go to the venue first to accompany Ji Youyan.

But on the second day, Jingxiu discovered that the so-called detailed discussion until today was entirely just Wei Yizhen and Zhong Qingyu’s plan to delay the troops—when Zhong Qingyu arrived at the venue, Wei Yizhen didn’t inform her at all, but Jiang Chunduo found it out.

When Jingxiu rushed to the conference room, what he heard was that they were discussing the matter of cremation after the memorial service.

She desperately wanted to stop them, but all she got was the reprimand and expulsion from Zhong Qingyu and her relatives. With no words to argue, Jingxiu fainted again.

When she woke up this time, Tao Xingruo was sitting beside her.

The French side was in a mess because of Jingxiu's abandonment of the marriage. Tao Xingruo was helping Jing Shurong and the others to deal with the follow-up. Because she was too worried about Jingxiu, she came back after a little better.

"Yanyan!" Jingxiu hurriedly sat up.

Tao Xingruo pressed her down and said, "It's still here, don't worry." She touched Jingxiu's forehead and sighed heavily.

Jingxiu looked at the ceiling and asked her, "Have you heard of it?"

"Um."

"Do you think I'm crazy, too, whimsical?"

Tao Xingruo looked at her distressedly, expressing his acquiescence.

Jingxiu turned his head to look at her, his eyes heavy: "If... if you were me and Yanyan was Ning Wei, wouldn't you still believe it?"

Tao Xingruo's fingers on his knees trembled, and the muscles in both cheeks were tensed by the force. After a long while, she asked Jingxiu in a low voice, "Without her, it would have been five years for you, right?"

Jingxiu's eyes were blank, "Can it be the same?"