Note the sweet scale

Chapter 642 The Good Man in Your Mouth (4)

Yi Meng put down the chopsticks in his hand, and stood up.

"Let's go, you take me to a place."

"Where are you going?" Chen Qing asked.

Yi Meng took the handbag he handed over, and the person spat out a few words, "Go and ask Ye Jiangcheng."

A strange look flashed in Chen Qing's eyes, and he didn't say anything more.

The two went downstairs together, and Chen Qing drove Yi Meng to Ye Jiangcheng's residence. The car stopped downstairs at Ye's house, and Chen Qing came over to help her open the car door.

"I'll go up alone, just wait for me outside."

Yi Meng raised her face, looked at the room upstairs with lights on, gritted her teeth, walked up the steps, and rang the doorbell.

After a while, the door was pulled open.

Jian Siqi stood outside the door, her eyes fell on Yi Meng, surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she gave way to let her in.

"I...I want to see Brother Jiang Cheng."

"He's upstairs." Jian Siqi turned and walked towards the stairs, "Come with me!"

The two went upstairs one after the other, Jian Siqi stopped in front of a half-open door, and she stood sideways.

"He's in there."

Yi Meng stepped forward and gently knocked on the door.

Inside the door, there was no response.

She pushed gently, and the door opened little by little.

Inside the door, Ye Jiangcheng was holding a group photo of Zhou Shiling's mother and son on the bedside, and sat bent over the bedside.

In the room, only a small light was turned on, his tall figure cast a faint shadow on the wall, and the expression on his face could only be described as devastated.

Yi Meng's heart tightened suddenly.

Looking at Ye Jiangcheng in front of her, she just couldn't move with heavy feet.

Jian Siqi spoke softly.

"Jiangcheng, Mengmeng has come to see you."

Ye Jiangcheng turned his face and looked over. Only then did Yi Meng muster up the courage to walk into the room and stop a few steps away from him.

"Brother Jiangcheng...I'm sorry..."

Gently placing the portrait in his hand on the table, Ye Jiangcheng stood up straight from the bed.

"It's not your fault, you don't have to apologize to me."

His voice was very hoarse, there was a clear smell of cigarettes on his body and in the room, and his eyes were red.

Stretching out her palm, Yi Meng gently held his arm.

Want to comfort, but don't know how to speak.

But Ye Jiangcheng stretched out his hand, hugged her, and bent his head on her shoulder.

"Mengmeng, I...I'm really sad."

"I know." Yi Meng patted him on the back reassuringly, "I understand how you feel, if you want to cry, just cry, don't be bored, you will be bored to death!"

She has also experienced the same thing, and she is very clear about the pain and helplessness of losing a loved one.

Ye Jiangcheng hugged her waist, buried his face on her shoulders, and cried softly.

At the door, Jian Siqi watched the two of them, pursed her lips, turned and went downstairs.

It took a while for Ye Jiangcheng to control his emotions, lift his face from her shoulders, Yi Meng helped him to sit on the bed, pulled a tissue and handed it over.

Ye Jiangcheng took the tissue, "Thank you for coming to see me."

"I..." Yi Meng bit her lips, "Actually, I... I'm not only here to see you, I... I also have something... I want... I want you... to help...help."

It was extremely difficult for her to say this sentence.

After wiping his face, Ye Jiangcheng spoke again, his tone much calmer.

"Tell me, as long as I can do it, I will try my best to help you."

"I..." Yi Meng lowered her face, not daring to look into his eyes, "I actually want to tell you, this... this thing is really not what you think, Nan Ke...he really has never done it , This... This is really just an accident, I saw it with my own eyes, he really didn't push Aunt Zhou... I... I know you are very sad, but..."

(End of this chapter)