A short and tortuous life, perhaps this is her last and best destination...

In heaven, I hope she meets her own child, laughing and playing, with a smile on her lips, and never chases the wrong person in the wrong direction again. I hope the children can be happy together and feel the greatness and delicacy of maternal love... This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)

Britain has always been a redundant country, and it rains all year round in London. It was a sunny day yesterday, but it started to rain lightly the next day.

Almost a night without sleep, Yin Xiaoxiao just stood by the bed in the hotel looking at the scenery of a foreign country, the clouds and clouds here, and the changes here...

When she came here a few days ago, Yin Ruoyun was still standing in front of her bossing her around. A few days ago, that little girl named Yin Qi who was younger than Jing Yanxi still wanted Jing Liyuan to be her daddy.

Jing Liyuan worked outside all night, and when he came back, he saw Yan Xiaoxiao standing by the bed in thin silk pajamas, his small face seemed to have gone through countless reincarnations overnight, full of exhaustion, vicissitudes and incomprehension of life.

Stretching out his hand to grab the small blanket on one side, Jing Liyuan walked over with a slight frown, still covered with the cold air from outside, spread out the blanket and hugged her, reprimanded softly, "Why are you standing here? What if you catch a cold? Can such a big person not know how to take care of himself?"

Yin Xiaoxiao was obediently surrounded by blankets, raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her, and was speechless for a long time.

The death of Yin Ruoyun and Yin Qi shocked her so much that she still couldn't accept that life is so fragile?

Stretching out his hand to gently stroke her hair, Jing Liyuan stretched out his hand to scrub her cheeks, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Shaking her head, Yin Xiaoxiao didn't know what to say for a moment.

Sighing lightly, Jing Liyuan just stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms and said word by word, "The Yin family has been notified of the matter. Li Meng flew over last night and is expected to arrive soon. She is here to pick up Yin Ruoyun and Qiqi. Shall we go back together?"

Pursing her lips slightly, Yin smiled and nodded.

After all, Yin Ruoyun was from the Yin family, and she was the second young lady whom the Yin family had loved for so many years. There was bound to be a funeral. As sister and brother-in-law, both Yin Xiaoxiao and Jing Liyuan should appear.

Instead, Jing Liyuan reached out and stroked her cheek and continued, "Besides, your father will be released from prison soon..."

After the words fell, Jing Liyuan noticed that Yan Xiaoxiao didn't have much reaction at all. For Yan Xiaoxiao, Yin Baifan's existence really needs to be redefined...

Glancing at her, Jing Liyuan just comforted her softly, seeing that it was still early to pick up the plane, he coaxed her to sleep for a while, and only woke her up when it was almost time.

Because of the deaths of Yin Ruoyun and Yin Qi, almost everyone is depressed these days.

T city, Yin family mansion.

It has been two days since Yin Ruoyun and Yin Qi's ashes were brought back from the UK, and this hasty funeral just kicked off. Almost everyone who got the news couldn't help covering their mouths.

The young lady of the Yin family, the second young lady of the Yin family who always seemed very gentle, everyone thought that maybe when she really married into the Dong family, she actually embarked on a trip to England just like that, but when she came back, she was turned into a handful of ashes, and even Qiqi who went out from here a few days ago to make a fuss about looking for her mother...

I don't know what's wrong with the weather. It was sunny a few days ago, but it suddenly rained on the day of the funeral.

Yin Xiaoxiao was dressed in black, with no makeup on her face, and she didn't wear any jewelry on her body. Jing Liyuan was also dressed in the same way, and neither of them looked very good.

The Yin family had prepared everything early on. A mourning hall was set up in the living room of the Yin family. On it was a photo of Yin Ruoyun smiling brightly, and next to it was a photo of a smaller Yin Qi. Both of them in the photo were smiling happily, as if they had just heard some joke...

As soon as Yin Xiaoxiao walked in, seeing the two people in the photo, she couldn't help but choked up slightly. Jing Liyuan stretched out his arms to embrace her, looked down at her and frowned slightly.

Li Meng was standing in front of the photo, holding a white handkerchief in his hand, sobbing non-stop. Yin Zizhen next to him was busy greeting the guests, and his face was full of pain, but there was only one person who did not have a look of pain...

"Why are you here? We don't welcome you in our family!" A soft reprimand, even though the voice wasn't loud, seemed extraordinarily abrupt in such a quiet and dreary environment. The so-called eldest lady of the Yin family, Yin Qing, just stood there and looked at her angrily, "Yin Xiaoxiao, you are not from the Yin family now, what right do you have to come here? Get out!"

Many people around couldn't help frowning slightly.

The eldest lady of the Yin family, one former and one current, but the difference is not even a little bit!

Yin Xiaoxiao raised his eyes and frowned. He looked at Yin Qing. Before he had time to speak, the other person's big hat buckled down and said, "Are you coming to see a joke? I tell you Yin Xiaoxiao. My Yin family is more than one lady. I am the young lady of the Yin family. There was no accident in time, but she had an accident as soon as you passed, and even with Qi Qi, I doubted ... " JrNovels.com