"Wen Jili, every time I think about that time, I hate myself for why I pretended to be a good person and lent her my coat to cover the bloody parts."

\t"Wen Jili, she died when she was 14 years old, take my place. The person who killed her was Gu Yuyan. You Wen family are all gangsters.

\t"Do you know how he died? Infected with AI

\tShe held her head and squatted directly on the parking lot, crying inhumanly. Wen Jili felt awe-inspiring. The result...

\t"Qin Jing, I'm sorry."[

\tHe hugged her whole body and patted her back gently.

\tHe had heard of that matter before, and even...

\t

\tHe shook his head with a sigh, but he didn't expect that things would come full circle and come back here again.

\tThe incident was so big that Gu Yuyan almost went to jail and the Gu family almost went bankrupt. Wen Aai kept begging the Wen family, but Mr. Wen covered his conscience and used his connections to suppress the matter.

\tWhat he didn't know back then was that the person Gu Yuyan wanted to harm turned out to be her half-sister.

\tSent local ruffians, using money as a lure and clothes as a mark of identification.

\tAs a result, Li Daitao was stiff.

\tNo wonder she dared to save Chen Xiaoting alone.

\tWhat she saved was the girl who died on her behalf...

\tBaicao Garden, a famous cemetery in Y City.

At that time, I heard that the girl's family could not stand the pressure of public opinion. After the Wen family gave them a large sum of money, they moved directly to another city.

\tEven now, the round

\tEven if you are a victim, you will be despised and spurned by others, just like you are an extremely dirty disease

\tThe girl’s family didn’t even have to pay for the funeral, they got compensation

\tFor four years of college, the rent she lived in was no more than an urban village of less than 30 square meters, but she found a private apartment with the best scenery in Y City for this dead little girl.

\tQin Jing, actually you don't owe her.

\tIt was only the Wen family and the Gu family who were sorry for her.

\tPerfume lily, purity. Nobility, great love...[

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\tQin Jing, who had cried outside the cemetery, calmed down a lot. He stared at Wen Jili with red eyes, stretched out his hand, and asked naturally.

\t"Bring me your handkerchief!"

\tHe took out the handkerchief from his pocket, and she wiped her face vigorously. Then she pinched her nose with her left hand and made a hissing sound.

\tThe corner of his mouth twitched, which woman in front of him was not elegant, noble, dignified or gentle in her behavior.

She was doing well. She asked him for a veil and did what she wanted without hesitation...

\tQin Jing wiped his nose with a handkerchief and wiped his nose again.

\tWalked to the trash can next to him and threw the handkerchief into the trash can in front of him. Then he went to the sink at the service desk, squeezed out some hand sanitizer, washed his hands, and wiped his face with water.

Clean away all the stickiness caused by tears.

\tAs she walked back with tears on her face, he handed her another handkerchief.

Qin Jing took it doubtfully, "Mr. Wen, when did you switch to selling handkerchiefs?"

\tThe corner of his mouth continued to twitch, and he explained helplessly, "This is a spare in the car. I got in the car to get it when you went to wash your hands."
Chapter completed!