Crippled Master's Young Wife

0Tears flowed out of Wenn Ruoqing's eyes. Jiang Lingyun quickly put his arm around her shoulder and patted her shoulder to comfort her silently.    0

    

Da Bai clenched his fist and glared at Jiang Lingyun. He turned around and left with big strides.    

    

The woman he had been protecting with all his heart was still with this man.    

    

Although he didn't like Liang Xianzhong, he didn't like this man either!    

    

However, he couldn't be her master.    

    

Because she only treated him as her brother!    

    

"Miss, CEO Wen's funeral arrangements have been arranged. There are still some matters that you need to personally make a decision on. Please follow me."    

    

The personal assistant walked over with a respectful expression.    

    

The tears that Wenn Ruoqing had just wiped away gushed out once again.    

    

She bit her lips and forcefully endured the grief as she nodded her head and followed the personal assistant.    

    

Jiang Lingyun was ready to accompany her, but when he thought of the warmth at the side, he stopped again.    

    

"Sister-in-law, I will be very busy these few days. I will arrange a hotel for you first. You can stay first."    

    

Hearing this, warmth nodded her head. She did not say anything, but her heart started to float.    

    

If Grandfather Wen wanted to hold a funeral, it would take at least a week.    

    

She couldn't wait that long. She couldn't wait even a moment.    

    

She wanted to go to him by herself!    

    

Warmth followed Jiang Lingyun's arrangement and entered the restaurant he arranged.    

    

When she entered the luxurious suite, she walked to the window and looked at the night view outside. When she saw the little lights, her nose ached and her eyes instantly became moist.    

    

"Hubby, that person must be you, right? Where are you? I will definitely find you! "    

    

In Wenn family, Wenn Ruoqing brought Jiang Lingyun back to the villa.    

    

The manor that took up a few thousand meters of land was like a majestic lion in the night sky.    

    

It was not Jiang Lingyun's first time coming to this villa. Tonight, the villa was decorated with lanterns and ribbons, and it was filled with festivity.    

    

But now, the joyous occasion had become a funeral.    

    

All the red color was taken away by the servants and replaced with white silk.    

    

Wenn Ruoqing looked at the huge manor, her shoulders trembling.    

    

Jiang Lingyun secretly sighed and pulled her shoulders over.    

    

"Ruoqing, don't be sad. Dad is gone. You still have me. In the future, I will be your reliance. I will definitely treat you as my treasure and love you for the rest of your life. "    

    

A promise in the middle of the night, which was dyed by dizziness, was even more alluring.    

    

Wenn Ruoqing's nose felt sore and her tears fell once again.    

    

"Ling Yun, am I very bad? I'm the one who caused my father's death, right? Why am I so willful? Why should I be angry and marry Liang Xianzhong! It's all my fault!"    

    

If she wasn't so stubborn, perhaps her father could still live for a few more years.    

    

It was precisely because of her insensibility that led to this tragedy.    

    

She was a bad woman!    

    

Wenn Ruoqing's hands tightly gripped Jiang Lingyun's lapels, and she cried endlessly.    

    

"Alright, stop blaming yourself! It's my fault, it's all my fault. It's my fault for not giving you enough sense of security and making you not trust me. It won't happen again. Ruoqing, don't cry. Your father saw you cry like this. He won't feel at ease even if he leaves. Hmm? "    

    

Jiang Lingyun didn't want to dwell on who was right and who was wrong.    

    

The dead had passed, and the living still had to live earnestly.    

    

Wenn Ruoqing cried until her pretty eyes were swollen and swollen.    

    

Such a fragile appearance was rarely seen. Jiang Lingyun felt pity in his heart. He reached out and gently pinched her chin and lightly sighed.    

    

"Ruoqing, don't cry anymore. My heart aches when you cry. If you don't believe me, feel it."    

    

Wenn Ruoqing lifted her red and swollen eyes. Her hand was held by him and pressed against his chest.    

    

Plop plop. She could feel his chest beating strongly.    

    

The night was blurry, the sky was filled with stars, and the warm yellow lights shone on the ground, reflecting the slender shadows of men and women.    

    

The two of them hugged each other and held each other's breath.