I Hear Once You Loved Me As Life

The rain continued to fall and he felt cold.

Xie Jingchuan quickly walked to the highest point of the cemetery, and saw Ye Yiwen by the side of her parents' grave.

She was holding a handful of white chrysanthemums as she spoke in a low voice, "You like it to be taller. I found a plot of land next to your uncle, I don't know if you like it ??"

There were only two bodyguards left and right, one holding a black umbrella for her, and the other holding a black box.

There were only three people in total.

It was extremely dazzling.

Xie Jingchuan strode towards her with an unusually ugly expression on his face, "Where's Song Youran? Are you all addicted to acting? "

"What are you doing here?"

Ye Yiwen coldly asked him. Because she had been crying for too long, her eyes were red and swollen like two walnuts.

She raised the bouquet in her hand and ruthlessly smashed it onto Xie Jingchuan's face, "Xie Jingchuan, you are ruthless enough! "You won't even help her collect the corpse!"

A few bodyguards immediately stepped forward and stopped her hitting him with the bouquet.

"Have you guys had enough?"

Xie Jingchuan's voice turned cold, "Get Song Youran out!"

He panicked.

He hated Song Youran so much that he did not hesitate to spend his entire life with her.

But he had never thought that she really would die in front of him.

"She can't come out. Xie Jingchuan, she's dead. You've really achieved what you want, now everything in the Song Family is yours. Even she will never appear in front of you again, so what are you doing here instead of hugging your old lover and laughing secretly? "

Ye Yiwen ridiculed: "Acting? "One of you will f * cking die. Show me?"

The entire cemetery was silent.

Only Ye Yiwen's angry curses resounded in his ears.

Song Youran is dead, she said.

"Xie Jingchuan, if you don't scram, do you believe that I won't kill you so that you can accompany Song Youran in death?!"

Ye Yiwen's eyes were red, looking like a madman who would fight to death at any time.

Xie Jingchuan's entire body released a cold aura.

He asked her the same question again, "Where is Song Youran?"

Ye Yiwen reached out to the black box that the bodyguard was holding, reached out to wipe the rain off of it, and coldly smiled, "I don't have as much ability as you, Xie Jingchuan, do whatever you say. Call her now, call her a thousand times, and see if she can't climb out of her grave, and answer you! "

In her hand was a casket.

Xie Jingchuan was stu

ed in place, his mind was in a mess.

He snatched the bone ash urns from Ye Yiwen's hands and opened it.

"Open it! Just open it! "

Ye Yiwen raised her voice, it was so sharp that it almost pierced one's eardrums, "You better let her see clearly when you are reincarnated, hide far away, so she doesn't run into scum like you again!"

Xie Jingchuan's hand suddenly stiffened.

It was almost as if he was trembling uncontrollably.

The rain had wet his hair and dripped from his face. His expression was blank.

He raised his hand and smashed the urn.

The wooden box was smashed to pieces and only a single piece of clothing was left on the ground, soaked by the rain.

Sure enough, it wasn't Song Youran.

Even if they all pretended to be so, everything was real.

Xie Jingchuan broke their scam, confirming that Song Youran was lying to him.

He should have been angrier.

But at this moment, his heart was in chaos.

"Xie Jingchuan!"

Ye Yiwen stood there and called out to him.

Xie Jingchuan said: "You think that by doing this, I will believe you? Ye Yiwen, tell Song Youran, if this is enough, get out here! "

Everything in the cemetery made him feel depressed.

He did not stay a moment longer and left through the rain.

"Miss Ye, right now ??"

"Follow it!" "Let's see where he's going!"

Ye Yiwen wiped the tears off his face, "Xie Jingchuan, I want to see how crazy you can become!"

Western Suburb.

After the landslide a few days ago, even fewer people came here.

Xie Jingchuan could not sit still and went to the place where Song Youran met with mishap.

After the heavy rain, the mountain road became harder and harder to open.

The car was halfway up the hill.

Xie Jingchuan braved the rain and walked up the mountain while bringing dozens of people to search for Song Youran's body.

The result, of course, was fruitless.

The officer in charge of calling Xie Jingchuan that day also arrived, "The road here isn't good. According to the traces left on the scene, Mrs. Xie and her car had rushed down the hill, and after landing on the ground in the air, there was a huge explosion. The car only had remains of her body, which is even more impossible to find."

"Song Youran has six years of driving experience."

Xie Jingchuan said: "She is very familiar with the road conditions here, there shouldn't be such an accident."

Everyone looked at each other.

No one had ever seen anyone whom they would not believe after hearing that their wife had died.

Before this, he had heard that the two of them were at odds, and had even become the laughingstock of the upper echelons of Yun City.

They didn't know why this Mr. Xie was so determined that Song Youran wasn't dead.

This kind of secret was something that outsiders could never understand.

A police officer who looked like an intern said, "Indeed, an experienced driver who is familiar with the road and is usually very careful is unlikely to have an accident. However, we can't rule out the possibility that she committed suicide while driving."