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Chapter 137 Death of Feng Qing

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    After chatting with Tang Chao for a few words, Shi Yimo hung up the phone and looked through the windshield at the dark sky outside.

    It looks like it¡¯s going to rain.

    Xiaoxiao in her arms has gradually fallen asleep.

    Shi Yimo curled up his lips. How many people pursue this kind of peaceful life?  How many people don't know how to cherish it?

    She turned the car key, and the black Hummer moved through the lingering rain curtain.

    Yan Jiajia has completed the kidney transplant surgery. Yan Xixi has always had excellent grades and received a generous scholarship abroad. Every time his two sisters call, Shi Yimo feels particularly happy. The burden that has been accumulated in his heart for so many years is finally over.  Completely let go.

    She drove by the imperial court, and all her nightmares started and ended here. Looking back now, she realized that the so-called bumps and bumps at the beginning were nothing.

    Time is the best flushing agent.

    Shi Yimo parked the car on the side of the road. She stared at the huge signboard of the Imperial Palace in a daze. Without this place, her love with him would not have gone through ups and downs all the way.

    Maybe, they will be a pair of strangers who don¡¯t know each other.

    Shi Yimo sighed with emotion and chuckled, life is full of strange things, no one knows what will happen in the next second.

    She shook her head helplessly and was about to start the engine and leave when she suddenly saw Hua Jifang dragging her suitcase out of the door. Shi Yimo's expression brightened a little. She lowered the window and looked out through the thin rain curtain, "  Sister Hua.¡±

    Hua Jifang heard someone calling her. She raised her eyes and saw Shi Yimo's car parked not far away. The woman didn't hold an umbrella, and there were a lot of raindrops on her head.

    She dragged her suitcase over and looked at the sleeping child in her arms. Hua Jifang curled her lips slightly and said, "Yimo, I didn't expect to see you before I left."

    "Are you leaving?"

    Hua Jifang nodded, raised her smile and sighed softly, "After spending so many years here, I finally won the lawsuit against my ex-husband. Now I have obtained the custody of the child and am ready to take him back to my hometown to live a stable life.  "

    It seems that everyone around me has a long story that is continuing to be written.

    Shi Yimo put the warmth in the corner of his eyes and looked at a black car parked not far away. After opening the passenger seat, a little boy about twelve or thirteen years old ran over excitedly, "Mommy!"

    Hua Jifang threw down her suitcase and hugged the boy excitedly, "Lele." She blinked her eyes, but the warmth still couldn't help but overflow her eyes. Hua Jifang sniffed her sour nose, held her son's face,  The twinkling eyes were reflected in Shi Yimo's eyes. That kind of look was very shocking.

    "Mommy, I miss you so much."

    Hua Jifang hugged him in her arms and said, "Mommy misses you too. Mommy will never leave you again."

    She rubbed the back of her son's head with her palm, and a pair of black leather shoes suddenly appeared in her line of sight one meter away. Hua Jifang stiffened and looked up slowly.

    "Jifang" The man shouted very softly, and the look on his face, which was about thirty years old, was accompanied by a lot of helplessness. Hua Jifang lowered her eyes and said nothing.

    Then, another woman got out of the car. She took the man's arm and said, "Ji Fang." The woman opened her lips and said, "I know you hate me very much. If you hadn't"

    Hua Jifang shook her head and said, "Xu Qiao, I am very satisfied now that I have obtained Lele's custody rights."

    The three of them are all the same age. Shi Yimo once heard Hua Jifang mention that she and her husband met in their senior year of high school. He was a transfer student in their class. Hua Jifang fell in love with him the first time she saw him.  It's just that she doesn't know that he has always loved her best friend. It's just that her best friend is more tolerant of love, and she is the kind of person who dares to talk about love boldly.

    She couldn't tell Xu Qiao's feelings for him at first. Maybe she was caught between a friend and someone she liked. Xu Qiao didn't want to hurt her, so she chose to encourage her and became the messenger between them, deliberately bringing them together.  .  Maybe that was why he chose to be with her out of anger.

    She didn¡¯t expect that her best friend would become the third party between them.

    She had hated and complained at the beginning. No matter how many times Xu Qiao said sorry or how much she tried to make amends, their friendship would never be restored.

    But she chose to let go of the past and live her own life again.

    At this point, Xu Qiao knew that everything he said was redundant.  "Ji Fang, have a nice trip."

    Hua Jifang hugged her son's shoulders and said, "Thank you."

    Such an ending is the most beautiful for everyone.?

    He half-propped up lazily and spread his loose nightgown diagonally, revealing his seductive left shoulder.

    Shi Yimo was unintentionally obsessed at this moment, "Tang Dynasty, Butler Huang just called to say that Feng Qing is dead!"

    Regarding the word death, given the status of the Tang Dynasty, there is no need to make a fuss.

    "It's a pity that Feng Qing was the one who died.

    He stared straight at her with his cold eyes, and a small orange lamp was turned on on the bedside table, making half of her side look extremely unreal.  Tang Chao pressed one hand on the pillow, and the coral fabric sank deeper due to the gravity of the man covering it.

    After a while, the man¡¯s clear voice came, ¡°When?¡±

    "I don't know. Butler Huang said that Feng Qing's body was already cold when she found out."

    The man¡¯s eyes narrowed slightly and he tapped his fingertips on the pillow. Shi Yimo came closer to him and asked, ¡°Could it be Ou Yan?¡±

    "We can't rule out this possibility." Tang Chao raised his eyebrows and got out of bed, "I'll go over and make a call. I'll have to check the forensic autopsy report for the specific situation. Your house will definitely be very lively."

    The man said, finding a few clothes from the closet.

    Shi Yimo saw him put on a pair of casual pants, "Tang Dynasty, how much impact does this matter have on the Ou family?"

    The man turned around, his eyes that were tempered by the orange light became darker and darker. Worry was everywhere on Shi Yimo's face. He opened the corners of his mouth, bent down and kissed her cheek, "Go to bed early, and the rest will be done."  Don¡¯t worry about anything.¡±

    After saying that, he put on his watch, picked up the car keys on the bedside table and strode away.

    Shi Yimo stared at the shadow following him, and the woman gradually lowered her long eyelashes.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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