Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 801 (Extra) He Betrayed Wei Xun

Ten minutes later, such a scene appeared on the airport expressway.

Two police cars stopped at the entrance of the expressway, mobilized the private cars on both sides to pull over to make room for Murong Yao's car, and the police car squeezed past and said with a horn: "The owner of the car with the tail number 1811 will follow me."

Murong Yao was taken aback for a moment, then he thought of Zhou Ling, and his eyes immediately turned cold.

When they arrived at the cemetery, Wei Shoucheng was buried as soon as possible. Wei Xun couldn't bear it anymore. The fear in her heart spread all over her body. She hugged Murong Yao tightly, crying silently.

Murong Yao knew that she had autism and couldn't regulate herself at this time, so he patted her shoulder lightly, "Birth, old age, sickness and death are common things, everyone has to experience it."

After tossing until one o'clock in the middle of the night, neither Fan Li nor Quan Feng had eaten.

"Let's go eat something together." Murong Yao greeted them.

In the Chinese restaurant, four people sat down, and Murong Yao ordered a few dishes casually.

"Sister-in-law, don't be too sad, uncle is actually lucky to be like this, at least he didn't suffer too much." Fan Li could only try his best to comfort the devastated Wei Xun.

Wei Xun's eyes were swollen badly, and she couldn't hold back the tears when she looked at Murong Yao beside her.

"I'm left with you..."

Murong Yao frowned, and his heart skipped a beat.

The faces of Fan Li and Quan Feng who were sitting opposite also changed slightly, but neither of them spoke.

"Let's eat first."

Everyone who had a meal had their own thoughts, until when it was time to part, Wei Xun pulled Murong Yao, "Come back with me."

Murong Yao stood there silent for a while, "Okay."

Seeing the two leave, Quan Feng sighed, "How can this be done."

"Huh?" Fan Li didn't understand what it meant.

Quan Feng patted him on the shoulder, "Zhou Ling is not a good stubble."
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"Go to bed early." Murong Yao sent Wei Xun home, took care of her to lie down and tucked her in the quilt.

Wei Xun looked at his red and swollen eyes, "You... want to leave?"

"No, I'll go out to smoke a cigarette and go to sleep."

Murong Yao closed the door and went downstairs, lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa.

Wei Xun looked at the closed door, and felt empty in her heart. She could feel that Murong Yao was different, and there was a little distance between him and her.

"Why did you come out?" Murong Yao raised his head when he heard the movement, and found Wei Xun standing at the stairs looking at him.

Wei Xun pulled his lips and smiled, "I can't sleep."

Murong Yao didn't speak, but paused for a while, put out the cigarette butt and went upstairs, dragged her to lie down.

But he didn't take off his clothes. In fact, it wasn't that he didn't want to stay here, but that whenever he saw Wei Xun, he could always think that he was married.

Out of a man's responsibility and his husband's responsibility, he cannot do things that are unfaithful to the marriage.

Even with Wei Xun.

After all, he was the one who failed Wei Xun.

The current situation made Murong Yao's mind very confused, and he didn't even have the idea of ​​divorcing Zhou Ling.

On the contrary, he intended to draw a clear line with Wei Xun, and Murong Yao was a little annoyed, was he fascinated by beauty?

When Murong Yao left Wei Xun's room for the second time, the sky outside was almost dawn.

The phone rang, and Murong Yao hurriedly answered it for fear of waking Wei Xun.

It was Murong Qian calling.

"Where is it?" Murong Qian asked bluntly.

Murong Yao answered very simply, "Not at home."

"Brother, don't tell me, you still have contact with Wei Xun?"

"Her father is dead." Murong Yao glanced back at the door of Wei Xun's room.

"Oh." Murong Qian replied lightly, "What does that have to do with you?"

"Why are you as indifferent as her?" He frowned, his tone very dissatisfied.

(End of this chapter)