Chapter 315

"What?" Ji Xinqing was surprised. "Anorexia?"

How could she get... But the next second, Ji Xinqing will know. It seems that there is only this disease, which can explain her different pregnancy reaction.

It's just... Ji Xinqing's hands tightly cover her abdomen, and nutrition can't keep up. Will her children

But suddenly a voice came down from his head, "Ji Xinqing, tell me, are you with Chen an?"

With Chen an?

Ji Xinqing's eyes were getting colder and colder, but he shook his head and whispered, "I said no, young master Tang, do you believe it?"

She asked him, do you believe it?

The color at the bottom of Tang Jinyao's eyes is getting darker and darker.

A woman who has anorexia because she witnessed Su Su's kidney being dug, how can he connect her with the crazy woman in Chen An's mouth in order to revenge the Tang family?

But what if she's really innocent?

How should he face her?

Ironically, he raised his lips and covered up his inner panic. Tang Jinyao said faintly, "anorexia can't be cured. Let's go back to the Tang family with me now."

Back to the Tang family?

Ji Xinqing's fingertips trembled slightly.

When Tang Jinyao came to the door, he found that the people behind him didn't follow up.

"Young master Tang, later, can I go and see Xiao Wu?" Ji Xinqing asked hoarsely.

But in just a few days, she had lost weight.

Apart from anorexia, most of the reason is in herself.

If such a woman really wants to revenge the Tang family for xiaolangshan, how can she torture herself like this?

Did she really kill Xiao Wu?

At this moment, looking at Ji Xinqing's hopeful eyes, Tang Jinyao was suddenly uncertain.

"It depends on how obedient you are," Tang Jinyao glanced at Ji Xinqing. "You can't go anywhere with me later. If you can do this, I can consider taking you to see Xiao Wu."

Think of Xiao Wu, Ji Xinqing's eyes are astringent. She replied, "OK, young master Tang, I know. I hope you don't break your promise."

Suddenly he didn't dare to face her. Tang Jinyao turned around and said, "let's go."

After getting on the bus, Ji Xinqing stared blankly at the pedestrians on the side of the road and quickly backed away.

"Young master Tang," Ji Xinqing took back her eyes and suddenly asked, "when will Xiao Wu be buried?"

A faint pain flashed in Tang Jinyao's eyes, "this afternoon."

"Can I see him off?"

Ji Xinqing is not sure whether he will agree to his request. After all, he has just promised her to see Xiaowu. Ji Xinqing has been surprised.

Moreover, in his eyes, she is still the murderer of Xiao Wu.

"As long as you are obedient."

Ji Xinqing was stunned and stared at him in amazement.

Tang Jinyao gently explained, "as long as you are obedient, I can consider asking you to send Xiao Wu."

Ji Xinqing took a long time to digest the news, lowered her head and whispered, "OK."

The car drove slowly and soon stopped in front of a pavilion.

Ji Xinqing got out of the car and looked at the building in front of him.

At noon, the sun was warm, but the weather was still slightly cold, so cold that Ji Xinqing shivered unconsciously.

There are cars parked not far away, with a mysterious and noble light. Ji Xinqing knows at a glance that it is a world she will never touch.

"They came to attend Xiao Wu's funeral." Tang Jinyao came to her, noticed her eyes and explained aloud.

Ji Xinqing lowered her head in self mockery. It seems that her clothes are right.

"Come on, follow me," Tang Jinyao raised his feet and walked forward.

Ji Xinqing took a deep breath and followed up.

Following Tang Jinyao, Ji Xinqing paid careful attention to the surrounding environment.

There were many servants coming and going. They were wearing black uniforms, looked dignified and hurried. When they saw Tang Jinyao, they stopped to say hello.

Through seven or eight corridors, Ji Xinqing followed Tang Jinyao to a lake.

Opposite the lake is the private cemetery of the Tang family.

"The cemetery is still ahead. They are waiting for us there." Tang Jinyao said.

But Ji Xinqing suddenly hesitated.

Although she is not the murderer of Xiao Wu, they all think so. Is it appropriate for her to go there so rashly?

"Young master Tang, I --"

As if he had guessed her mind, Tang Jinyao stopped, turned his back to her and said, "no one knows what you've done."

The sun pierced into her eyes, and there was some burning pain. No one knew what she had done... He still thought so.

Trying to raise her face, Ji Xinqing whispered, "OK, please young master Tang."

"Let's go."

Ji Xinqing soon saw a large group of reporters nearby, working hard to drill into the cemetery.

However, a group of bodyguards in black stood in front of them.

"Give me your hand."

Ji Xinqing was stunned, "what?"

Tang Jinyao frowned and looked at Ji Xinqing's ignorant appearance. He directly found her hand and held it tightly.

Without changing his face, he explained, "give me your hand and keep up."

Ji Xinqing looked at their tightly held hands.

But what does it have to do with following him and holding hands?

"How long do you want to linger?" Tang Jinyao said unhappily.

"Let's go." Ji Xinqing didn't dare to think much and quickly lowered her eyes.

Tang Jinyao led Ji Xinqing to the cemetery. When all the reporters saw that he and Ji Xinqing came hand in hand, they wanted to dig for the exclusive news. However, due to his identity, they still involuntarily gave up a way.

Ji Xinqing's hand was tightly held by the man.

Very dry, with her familiar temperature.

Ji Xinqing sipped her dry lips, and the bottom of her eyes was complex.

Entering the cemetery, Ji Xinqing saw a large group of people standing not far away.

The first is an old man, holding a crutch.

Behind the old man stood a group of people with extraordinary bearing.

Downing, Tang Qing, there are many faces that Ji Xinqing can only see on TV, and more are raw faces.

At this moment, those people were staring at her in surprise.

Ji Xinqing pretended not to see their eyes, followed the old man's painful eyes and saw a black wooden coffin.

Her eyes suddenly became hot. Ji Xinqing quickly raised her face and tried to restrain her tears.

Little five, that's little five.

The old man noticed the movement here, slowly looked up and saw Ji Xinqing and her hand tightly held by Tang Jinyao. His eyes sank slightly.

"Xiao Si, here you are," the old man said.

I thought Tang Jinyao would loosen his hand when he walked into the cemetery, but he didn't.

On the contrary, he pulled more and more tightly. Ji Xinqing struggled and whispered, "young master Tang, can you let me go?"

Tang Jinyao suddenly turned his head and looked at Ji Xinqing with cold eyes. His heart trembled. He said to her, "don't make trouble."

Don't... Make trouble?

What's the matter with her?

Tang Jinyao held her more and more vigorously, and then led her to the old man.

"Grandpa."

After a pause, he loosened Ji Xinqing, "Grandpa, she is Ji Xinqing, the woman who is pregnant with my child."