She chose a way that can make herself happy forever.

Perhaps it is death for others, but Tang Nuanyang knew that for Jiang Jinli, this was a liberation, and she would be truly liberated from the soul, and there would be no more sadness, pain, or unwillingness. She could return to the sweetest time in her memory.

In the end, Jiang Jinli was unable to survive and escaped the world with death.

Tang Nuanyang's heart was very heavy, very heavy, as if he was pressed by a huge rock.

Maybe in the eyes of others, her sadness will be misinterpreted as pretending, and she also hopes that it is so. Her biggest rival in her life is dead, so she should be happy. What's so sad about? It's not what she asked her to die, but why, why, she feels so depressed. A wealthy boy raising a daughter-in-law

Touching her own mood, she thought about what she could experience. Once, she was in pain because of Luo Juntian, and was passive and desperate, and was tired of life and life. She felt that she was locked in a black forest, covering the sky and avoiding the sun, and even the road was blocked. At that time, she had only two choices, to support her with courage, or to die easily. At that time, death seemed like a shortcut to end the pain, and was tempted and inspired at all times. Not everyone had the heart to support her bravely.

Covering his mouth, tears fell like rain.

Luo Ningxiang and the others were also standing dull. They just said that in the lounge, but they never thought that she didn't even want the chance to live, and even did not say goodbye to anyone.

"Sister Jinli, you have to leave--" Luo Ningxiang's eyes were red when she was dead.

The defendants are all dead and there is no need to fight a lawsuit.

With an extremely heavy mood, Tang Nuanyang, Luo Ningxiang and the others left the room.

When I walked out of the court, my eyes were bright in an instant, and my whole body was wrapped in warm sunshine.

Tang Nuanyang stopped, slowly raised his head, and faced the light source, a strange sound suddenly appeared in his mind. I am in the world, I am so warm to be alive!

The light-stimulating eyeballs flowed down again.

After returning to Luo's house from the court, everyone dispersed without saying a word.

Luo Juntian didn't know where he went, but when he walked out just now, there was no one else.

Tang Nuanyang walked to the second floor, and the maid stopped her, "Mrs. Young Madam--"

"Hmm? Are you in trouble?" Tang Nuanyang replied lightly.

"The Fourth Master asked me to wait for you here, saying that as soon as you come back, you will ask you to go to his room."

"That's it, I understand, I'll go there right away." Tang Nuanyang changed direction and walked towards Luo Yunfan's room.

He pushed his room away and went in and saw him sitting on a wooden chair on the balcony looking at the sea.

Tang Nuanyang walked over, sat down without a sound, looking at the sea, "Jiang Jinli "she committed suicide!"

"I know, I have received the news, "I'm 'suicide' by cutting my veins." Luo Yunfan responded calmly, his eyes moved from the front to her face. "What? I feel bad?"

"It's okay, she chose it herself, and she deserves it." Tang Nuanyang tried her best to make herself look like she didn't care at all. The wealthy boy raising a daughter-in-law

Luo Yunfan looked at her warmly, and reached out to rub her head, "Silly girl, you can fool me, you tied a knot on your eyebrows, I will know what you are thinking in your heart."

"Speaking of "chaotic", you are a god, you always say you know me so much." Tang Nuanyang was depressed and sneered dryly.

"Of course I am not a god, but I have my eyes that have been observing me carefully. I don't know when I started, but I like to observe your words and actions. When you were a child, you were a strange girl. Some of the actions made people feel confused. Later, after studying it in depth, I realized that this was healing. I have been observing you for more than 10 years, and there is nothing I don't know."

"You——, oh, really, am I an alien creature? I'm observing and studying. Should I cut open my brain and take a look? There are some people who are so dark-bellied?" Tang Nuanyang wanted to say, that's not observation, it's clearly a voyeurism.

But it cannot be denied that without him, memory would be much lonely.

"Hehe,,,," Luo Yunfan smiled happily. Qingjun's face had traces of happiness. For him, every moment he was with her was happy.

He understood that he would never have the chance to have everything she had, but he could accompany her and watch her and grow old slowly.

"You are still laughing, beware that the wound is cracked-"

Perhaps Tang Nuanyang felt particularly sad today, so seeing Luo Yunfan's vivid smile made her feel the warmth of her family, and she would find it more and more to cherish it.

Love or being loved is a hard thing.

****

After coming out of Luo Yunfan's room, Tang Nuanyang went up to the third floor to see the baby.

Pushing open the baby room, the baby was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, and the servant sat next to him and looked after him.

"Mrs.——"

"Shh--"

Tang Nuanyang placed his index finger in the center of his lips to let the servant speak out.

He came to the bed gently, bent down, and looked at the chubby baby softly. If the little guy knew that another mother had passed away, he would definitely cry very sadly. Fortunately, he was still young and knew nothing.

I touched the baby's little face. This is her son, but this is also Jinli's child. This relationship is inseparable.

A sentimental mood surged up again. She straightened her waist and walked out of the nursery gently.

From afternoon to evening.

After dinner, Luo Juntian still didn't come back.

Until midnight, Tang Nuanyang was a little angry and had to call him, "Where are you? Do you still want to go home?" The wealthy boy raising a daughter-in-law

"I'm back soon!"

Tang Nuanyang heard that he was in a low mood, so he softened his heart, "Do you want me to come and pick you up?"

"No need for your wife, go to bed well, I'll be back soon!"

"Okay, you haven't had a bar, be careful when driving, don't be distracted, do you know?"

"I am more and more like my wife, I will care so much about me."

"Mystery, what does it mean to be more and more like? I was your wife, okay, I'm dead."

After putting down the phone, Tang Nuanyang leaned on the bed for a while. After half an hour, Luo Juntian didn't come back. He got off the bed and put on his nightgown and went downstairs. He opened the door and walked outside. He saw his car parked at the door. He was back.

Where do people go?!!

"Jun--" Tang Nuanyang wanted to shout, but when she thought that it was midnight, everyone was asleep. She shouted and woke everyone up.

Let's go and look for it.

If you don’t have a car, you must be around here, in the garden or in the woods behind. If you are not in this villa, you will go to the beach.

She walked towards the garden and looked around.

There seemed to be someone sitting on the chair outside the flower room in front of the left. Although she could only see the side vaguely, she was sure that it was Luo Juntian.

She speeds up and walks over, "It's big night, sit here and pretend to be a ghost!"

Luo Juntian raised his eyes, "Why are you coming down?"

Tang Nuanyang sat next to him, "How can I not come down and see? Some people said they were back soon, but there were no people after more than half an hour. How can I not be in a hurry?"

"I am such a big man, are you still afraid that I will get lost?" Luo Juntian smiled and hugged her shoulders and leaned his head against her, looking very tired.

Tang Nuanyang could feel his mood as low as the bottom of the valley. She patted his thigh hard, "A man, you cry if you are sad, but you are not embarrassed. I understand, you are childhood sweethearts with her. If she is bad, she will be punished to be in prison for several years. She didn't want her to die. My husband, I understand, you cry, I promise not to be jealous."

Take it for granted, Luo Juntian did not cry, he was not the one who would cry so easily.

He changed his position, from leaning his head against her shoulder to holding her in his arms, with his chin against her forehead.

"Wife, do you want to know about blue cup orange juice and pink hairbands?"

"Is it about your love story with her?"

"Do you know?" Luo Juntian was puzzled.

Tang Nuanyang smiled, "How difficult to guess!"

"Women seem to be particularly smart in this regard."

"Of course, let's talk about it--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Luo Juntian inhaled and said leisurely, "Before you came to Luo's house, Jinli and I had been in love for many years. At that time, the two families often had sex. She was at the Luo family for two days, and I often went to the Jiang family. In her courtyard, there was a big tree. She would draw under the tree almost every day. At that time, she was really gentle and simple. Every time I went, I would pour orange juice for her to put under the tree. Because the wind was strong under the tree, she would often grow her.

When she was blowing her hair, she would take off the ribbons from her clothes and tie her hair up. She was really beautiful at that time. Unexpectedly, it would be me who killed her in the end. If it weren't for me, she might have become a more famous painter, maybe she would have gotten married and had children long ago, and would have lived happily. Because she did so many wrong things and died at such a young age, I pushed her into a dead end. I sat there for an afternoon, and I was really—and sad."

He took a deep breath and hugged Tang Nuanyang tightly, as if only in this way could he control his emotions and remain in a stable state.

"I understand, I understand, it's normal to be sad and sad." Tang Nuanyang patted his back comfortingly. "I don't deny that she took this path because of you, but life is like this. There is no if and assumptions, no chance to preview, no one can see the future, and no one can foresee it. Do you think she will be fine if she doesn't meet you? Maybe she will become like this if she falls in love with other men. Who has never suffered in her life? This is not anyone's fault. You have loved her and you don't love her anymore. This is not your fault, nor is it her fault. Life is like this. Every turning point will bring a new beginning. Whether it is good or bad, no one can control it. The important thing is to have the courage to face and accept it."

Luo Juntian nodded, "She is too cowardly. Wife, you are right. Where does life come from? If you regret the medicine, God has no need to sell it."
Chapter completed!