"How did they fall down? A man and a woman, hugging those who fell, are they all dead?"
"Looking at this is too miserable I don't know if there is any rescue, falling from such a high"
Every word, to Mark Tingchen, was like a sharp knife, stirring mercilessly in his chest. For a moment, he even found it difficult to breathe.
How much he hoped that this was just a sensation Ji Yanan deliberately created to attract his attention. When he saw the black hair soaked in a pool of blood, he stopped walking, and despair swept in like a scourge.
The crowd of onlookers didn't dare to get too close, and just formed a circle around the outside. When he walked into the open space inside the circle, someone grabbed him: "You fell so badly, what are you doing so close? It's bloody!" How unlucky is that?"
He shook off the hands of others, stepped forward and squatted down, struggling to separate Ji Yanan's hand from Wen Yan's body.
He hated her to the point of being hugged by other men, even though Ji Yanan had already fallen terribly, he still wanted to give Ji Yanan another punch.
It's all Ji Yanan, if it wasn't for him, Wen Yan wouldn't have died!
Regardless of the strange eyes and whispers of passers-by, he hugged Wen Yan in his arms in pain, and said in a hoarse voice: "YanyanI'm here to take you homeLet's go home"
Her face was so pale that he couldn't feel her breathing and heartbeat.
He regretted it, why didn't he stop her on the morning when she was going to the funeral? He thought he knew her well enough and should respect her wishes, but sometimes selfishness is also salvation, isn't it?
He has been selfish to her for so many years, why should he indulge once?
When Chen Nuo arrived, the driver and the nanny old lady brought by Ji Yanan had disappeared.
Seeing this scene, Chen Nuo's legs went limp, and he almost didn't kneel down: "Masterthe ambulance is coming soon"
Mark Tingchen held Wen Yan in his arms and did not move. Can the ambulance save Wen Yan's life? Can she open her eyes again? For him, it was the sky falling, unknowingly, tears fell on Wen Yan's pale cheeks, in the past so many years, he had never shed a tear, he thought he could be strong enough
Three days later, the case of Ji Yanan's kidnapping and ticket tearing became clear because of the evidence provided by Jing Shaoqing. Everything was directed and acted by Ji Yanan. Of course, Ji Yanan was also dead, and the body that fell from the building was the best proof.
After getting the news, the people of Ji's family may have had their first pain as a foreshadowing. This time, they didn't make any more movements, thinking about protecting themselves wisely.
But how could Mark Tingchen let them go?
Ji's mother had already known the fact that Ji Yanan was not dead in the letter Ke Zhen gave her. She even kidnapped Wen Yan at the funeral. When Mark Tingchen wanted to leave, she deliberately delayed the time. In Mo Tingchen's view, these are unforgivable acts.
Mark Tingchen made some tricks, but the members of Ji's family couldn't take Ji Yanan's body back for cremation and burial, and kept it in the morgue.
Soon, the members of Ji's family couldn't sit still, and had to come to the door and beg.
It was a sunny morning, and Mark Tingchen was sitting at the desk playing with building block toys with Xiaotuanzi.
After knowing that Ji Yanan's parents were here, he didn't lift his eyelids, and said lightly, "Let them in." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com