Billionaire Love Marriage: Goodnight, My Wife Lord

An Jingchuan took her hand and walked out of the noisy crowd to the bridge on the other side of the park.

It was quiet at this time.

After the hot summer, the weather has gradually entered autumn.

An Jingchuan took off his coat, put it on her shoulder, took her hand and went to the bridge.

Compared with the noise on the other side, it is particularly quiet here. The living water flows under the bridge, and fish turn over the water and splash out small waves.

They stood side by side on the bridge, talking little, but they had an unspeakable tacit understanding.

"Jing Shao!"

At this time, Larson walked over eagerly.

"What's the matter?"

An Jingchuan and Ji Luoqing turn back and look at ray Sen coming quickly.

"Jing Shao, madam, go to the hospital and have a look. The old man, he can't do it..."

Larson lowered his head and sighed.

"What?"

An Jingchuan immediately frowned, subconsciously released Ji Luoqing's hand and hurried down the bridge.

Hearing the speech, Ji Luoqing was stunned. So fast?

Too late to hesitate, but also busy with the past.

While walking, she called Lei Lin and asked Lei Lin to take an Xiaoxi home after the wedding.

After arriving at the hospital, an Rongtang has been rescued in the ward.

An Jingchuan looked through the glass window at his grandfather who was rescued in the ward. The expression on his face was unusually quiet and cold.

"Rayson, call my father and ask him to come back immediately."

"Yes, jingshao."

Rayson answered and went down to make a phone call.

But after a while, anzechuan and Mu Wanxin also rushed over.

"Well, sister-in-law, Grandpa, how is he?" An Zechuan looked at an Jingchuan with eyes strained and finally asked Ji Luoqing standing aside.

Knowing that Jingchuan and grandpa have a deep relationship, he must be in a bad mood at this time. It's better not to touch him.

"Still rescuing, it's estimated that..." Ji Luoqing sighed and stopped talking.

In fact, everyone knows that this time, grandpa is afraid he can't make it.

About half an hour later, the doctor came out and shook his head at an Jingchuan standing outside.

An Jingchuan didn't say a word. He walked into the ward and looked at the an Rong hall lying peacefully on the bed. His star eyes gradually became dim.

This time.

Grandpa will never wake up again.

Think of the scenes of his childhood, all accompanied by his grandfather. In his heart, no one is equal to his grandfather's efforts and cultivation.

This night.

Everyone didn't go back.

An Jingchuan knelt all night in front of the dead an Rongtang bed.

Anzechuan has been guarding outside.

Mu Wanxin kept yawning, but she didn't talk to Ji Luoqing from beginning to end.

She still hates the fact that an Xiaoxi pushed Xiaohai down, resulting in a scar on Xiaohai's head. Boys often have short hair, but now it's OK. It's so eye-catching.

All the time, she kept reminding her daughter of what she had done.

Mu Wanxin ignores Ji Luoqing, and Ji Luoqing disdains her.

It was Xiao Haili who lost first, but now she looks like everyone owes her.

Moreover, Grandpa an has just died and is not in the mood to talk to her.

When it was dawn, an dehun rushed back from other places.

Hearing that his father had died, an dehun, who had always been serious, blushed on the spot, knelt in front of an Rongtang's bed and cried bitterly.

Ji Luoqing looked at the corridor of more and more people after dawn. There were grandpa an's former subordinates, the soldiers he had brought with him, and old friends and relatives who made friends with him.

She only noticed an Jingchuan, noticed him, and never got up from beginning to end.

Until grandpa an's body was transported out.

Rayson and raylin go and help him up.

Ji Luoqing had already wet her eyes. Looking at him who had lost his close relatives, she walked out of the ward in silence. Her tall figure was lonely with an unprecedented loneliness.

I felt a dull pain in my heart.

People grow up step by step. In pain, in the long river of years, watching their close relatives die one by one, their hearts gradually become more tenacious in pain.

"Jingchuan..."

Ji Luoqing shouted, took a step forward and hugged him from behind.

An Jingchuan seemed to have regained consciousness and patted her hand on her waist, "I'm fine. You haven't slept all night. Go home and get some sleep. "

"You haven't slept all night. Just now Dad said, "let's go back and sleep first and then go there in the afternoon." Ji Luoqing still hugged his waist and said.

At this time, Larson also came over and said, "yes, jingshao, go back and have a rest. There are still many things before the funeral. You should pay more attention to your body."

An Jingchuan opened Ji Luoqing's hand and turned to look at her, "I haven't slept all night. It's no big deal. I'll go back and have a look. Be obedient. Go back and sleep first. When you wake up, go and find me. "

Ji Luoqing still wanted to say something, but looking at his eyes, he subconsciously bit his lips and didn't say anything again.

After an Jingchuan left, Ji Luoqing sighed and asked Lei Lin to take her back first.

She went back to take a bath and sleep. When she woke up, it was seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

After a few hasty dinners, Ji Luoqing went out.

After an's North Garden, the mourning hall has been arranged. Grandpa an's kind and powerful military uniform photo is hung in the center for predecessors to come to mourn.

Wearing filial piety clothes, an Jingchuan has been kneeling silently in front of the mourning hall. When someone comes in, it is an Dexun and an Zechuan who are dealing with it.

And with the people coming and going again and again.

Ji Luoqing noticed that another familiar but strange man stumbled in and fell to his knees in front of the mourning hall.

This man is no one else, but an Rongchuan, the eldest grandson who should have served in prison.

An Rongchuan looked remorseful and knelt in front of the mourning hall, crying bitterly.

Standing aside, Andy Hoon silently closed his eyes and turned away.

He always loved an Rongchuan, but he was so disobedient and frustrated that he spent half his life in prison.

An Rongchuan is still serving his sentence, and all of them are followed by special personnel.

Standing up in front of the mourning hall, an Rongchuan looked at his father, "Dad, can I have a word with you alone?"

In the side hall next to the mourning hall.

An Rongchuan, who has been in prison for nearly five years, has gone through many vicissitudes and knelt in front of his father an dehun.

"... dad, please help me!"

"I've really spent enough time in that prison. It's been five years. I really know I'm wrong!"

If it weren't for this opportunity, an Rongchuan didn't have the opportunity to come out, and no one has visited him in the past five years.

Over the past five years, he has held back countless words and shed countless tears of regret, but no one knows.

Now, after all, grandpa is gone. If he doesn't make good use of this opportunity and really let him stay in prison for another 15 years, he would rather bite his tongue and commit suicide!