At night, the soft and obedient girl was kissed by the big boss in the Beijing circle and cried

Chapter 350 Could it be that they don't welcome me home?

About ten minutes later, Jin Yanchen finally came over.

"What did you say to my dad?" Liang Hanyue asked curiously.

Jin Yanchen: "You wouldn't be interested in topics between men."

Liang Hanyue scoffed, "You've all had your tubes tied, and you're still talking about men's topics!"

Jin Yanchen smiled slightly: "I had a tubal ligation, not sterilization. Don't you know whether I'm a man or not?"

Liang Hanyue: “…”

Back in the car, Jin Yanchen had just told the driver to start the car when his phone suddenly rang.

His face darkened instantly when he answered the phone. After hanging up, he met Liang Hanyue's curious gaze and said in a tense voice, "Yun Chu is dead."

Liang Hanyue's smoky eyes widened suddenly, in disbelief.

*
The hospital morgue.

Liang Hanyue, Yun Chu's only direct relative, was notified to come and identify the body.

When the police slowly pulled back the white cloth covering her face, revealing a pale, colorless face, tears slowly slid down Liang Hanyue's cheeks, lingering on her lips for a long time without her noticing.

"Is this your mother, Ms. Yun Chu?"

Liang Hanyue's thick, curled eyelashes trembled violently. Coming back to her senses, she slowly nodded, "Yes."

"She was in a car accident on her way to the airport and died at the scene. According to the preliminary investigation, the driver was fatigued and crashed into the oncoming lane."

"I understand, thank you." Liang Hanyue's calm tone made it seem as if the person who died was not her own mother, but a stranger.

The police officer inwardly grumbled, but didn't show it on his face. "We'll let you know the specifics of the case once we've investigated it thoroughly."

Liang Hanyue didn't speak. She turned around and walked out of the gloomy and cold morgue. She reached out and touched the corner of her mouth, staring blankly at the dampness on her fingertips.

Jin Yanchen asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

Liang Hanyue lowered her head and said with a self-deprecating smile, "I never thought that even now, I would still shed tears for her death."

Jin Yanchen pulled her into his arms and said tenderly, "I will always be with you, don't be afraid."

Liang Hanyue pressed against his chest and murmured, "But a lifetime is really too long, too long..."

So long that she lost all confidence that love could overcome time.

Jin Yanchen said firmly in a deep voice, "Believe me, we will be together for life, until the end."

Liang Hanyue didn't say anything.

Jin Yanchen left two people to handle things here and took Liang Hanyue back to the capital.

Liang Hanyue didn't say anything or eat anything along the way.

In the afternoon, Lin Zheng came to pick them up, his expression complicated: "President Jin..."

"What's wrong?" Jin Yanchen frowned.

"Second Master is dead..."

One sentence stunned them both, and they looked at each other: How could it be such a coincidence?

Yun Chu had just been in a car accident when Jin Yan also died.

On the way back to the Jin family's old house, Lin Zheng briefly explained: "Second Master usually likes to keep dogs, especially Tibetan Mastiffs. Yesterday afternoon, he went with someone to choose a Tibetan Mastiff, but unexpectedly, the newly bought Tibetan Mastiff suddenly went out of control and attacked him. By the time he was taken to the hospital, he was already dead."

Despite a night of intensive care, Jin Yan still died. Today, Zhong Jiali has taken him back to the Jin family home and set up the mourning hall.

Liang Hanyue followed Jin Yanchen out of the car. The Jin family's house was already covered with white silk, and servants were burning paper money in the courtyard. Jin Tian had already been crying her eyes out.

Although Jin Yan used her for a political marriage and treated her as a pawn, she still cared deeply for her father, which is why her eyes were swollen from crying. First, she bowed and offered incense, then Liang Hanyue knelt beside Jin Tian and softly comforted her, "Please accept my condolences."

Seeing her tears streaming down her face, Jin Tian leaned her head against her chest and sobbed uncontrollably, "I don't have a father anymore, I'll never have a father again..."

What she didn't know was that Liang Hanyue had also recently lost her biological mother.

Liang Hanyue didn't say anything, she just patted her head and said, "Everything will pass, everything will be alright."

Jin Tian leaned against her and cried her heart out.

Jin Yan died, and many people came to pay their respects. As the current head of the Jin family, Jin Yanchen naturally had to bear all of this.

He asked Liang Hanyue to accompany Jin Tian back to her room to rest, while he faced the guests who came to pay their respects alone.

As evening approached and the number of guests decreased, Jin Yanchen relaxed slightly. Zhong Jiali, who had been kneeling on the prayer mat, stood up and said, "Yanchen, may your second aunt say a few words to you?"

Although she divorced Jin Yan, she was always Mrs. Jin in the eyes of the Jin family.

Jin Yanchen: "Second Aunt, please speak frankly."

“Your second uncle is gone, and Li Xiao is still inside. I'm just a woman and I don't understand company matters, let alone Tian Tian, ​​so I thought…”

Before he could finish speaking, a servant's voice came from outside: "The guest has arrived..."

The two looked over at the same time and saw the bodyguard pushing Yun Heng slowly in.

Several highly respected uncles and elders from the Jin family followed behind him.

Jin Yanchen frowned, and before he could speak, he heard Yun Heng say softly, "Second Aunt..."

Zhong Jiali's eyes widened in disbelief: "You...you are Yan Ting!"

Yun Heng smiled and nodded, "It's me, I'm back..."

When she said her last words, she looked at Jin Yanchen.

His third uncle, who had come with him, spoke up, "Ali, let Yanting pay respects to his second uncle first."

Zhong Jiali suppressed her shock and retreated to her seat.

Yunheng's legs were still intact, so he simply held up three incense sticks, bowed, handed them to the bodyguard to put in the incense burner, and then put the paper money into the brazier.

"Although the second brother is gone, Yan Ting has returned." The third uncle said slowly, "The company will still need you two brothers in the future. Yan Chen, you must take good care of your eldest brother."

Jin Yanchen's dark eyes fell meaningfully on Yun Heng. "Third Uncle, rest assured, I will definitely take good care of my elder brother!"

My third uncle is getting old, so he went to bed early this morning and went back home when there was nothing else to do here.

Jin Yanchen said in a lukewarm tone, "Second Aunt, you've had a long day, go back and rest first. I'll keep watch here."

Chung Ka-lai thought the two brothers would be gone for a long time, so she went upstairs to rest first.

Yun Heng turned his head and gave the bodyguard a look, and the bodyguard stepped outside first.

Only the two of them remained in the mourning hall, along with Jin Yan, whose body had already stiffened.

Jin Yanchen parted his thin lips slightly: "Big brother, impressive skills."

Yun Heng said calmly, "I'm just here to pay my respects to my second uncle. I don't know what you're talking about."

"Jin Yan just died, and you brought your third uncle and the others back. You've been planning this for a long time, haven't you?" Jin Yanchen said sarcastically.

"It was just a coincidence that we bumped into each other while having morning tea," Yun Heng said calmly. "Even if I, a person with both legs crippled, returned to the Jin family, I wouldn't pose any danger to you. Yan Chen, you wouldn't be saying you don't welcome me home, would you?"

"Welcome, very welcome." Jin Yanchen smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. "Even if my elder brother wants to take back the company and the position of family head, I will offer it up with both hands. I'm just afraid that my elder brother has other plans!"

As for what he was after, both of them knew perfectly well.