When a man has money, he begins to be as he is floating.

His grandson is no exception, he is so bad that he is so bad!

Qin Shien pulled the trigger with his hand and aimed it at Ye Jiaqi's temple.

Ye Jiaqi felt something hard against his head and slowly closed his eyes.

The rain flowed down her face. She didn't cry at this time. In fact, when she was taken away by Qin Shien's people, she knew that she could not see the sun tomorrow again.

Endless darkness, cold rain.

She was waiting for the gunshot.

When the gunshots, everything is over.

Since then, there has been no more Ye Jiaqi.

From then on, she no longer has to bear the past, nor has she ever had any gap with Qiao Sinian.

It’s a pity that the Yin and Yang are separated. On the Qingming Festival in the future, she will come to see him again... OK...

The cemetery was silent for a moment, everyone held their breath, and no one dared to say a word.

Fang Lan covered her ears and was so scared that she was trembling.

She hasn't seen such a scene before.

Butler Tang was old and didn't dare to look at him. He closed his eyes and took a few steps back.

However, Ye Jiaqi's face was calm and rippled, like a quiet lake, without turmoil.

At this moment, there was only one person in her mind - Qiao Sinian.

It turns out that before a person dies, he thinks about the most people he loves the most.

She loves Josnian.

If there is a next life, I don’t know if he would rather use a lollipop to coax her home, and then hold her dirty little hand and stand by the pool to clean it.

Well...if there is, then change the flavor of lollipops? For example, Coke, Strawberry?

Then, he wants to be gentler to her. He has to accept her confession. He has to spoil her when she acts coquettishly. He has to coax her when she is angry.

OK……

"Sinian..." Ye Jiaqi called his name in his heart.

I really want to see him.

"Bang"--

A gunshot!

The white smoke filled the air, and the smell of gunpowder was instantly filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Because of this loud noise, butler Tang and Fang Lan quickly retreated, making their legs weak, especially Fang Lan, who opened her mouth wide, covered her ears and shivered.

The strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder was washed by the rain, emitting an uncomfortable smell.

Several bodyguards were expressionless, as if they were used to such scenes, and did not move at all.

Severe pain.

Ye Jiaqi's ears were buzzing. If the two bodyguards had not been pressing her, she would have been unable to hold on.

The heart suddenly contracted and the pain reached its bones.

Qin Shien'en's shot did not hit her temple, but hit her shoulder blade.

Blood flowed out from Ye Jiaqi's shoulders, and her entire off-white sweater had been dyed red.

Ye Jiaqi's face was pale, he opened his eyes and looked at the tombstone in front of him.

Oh……

Why didn't she kill her with one shot?

The pain was so painful that the bones seemed to be broken...

She tragically pulled the corners of her lips, and there was a pale and weak curve at the corners of her mouth.

"You are not that cheap." Qin Shien sneered and put away his hot pistol. "You have to know that the amount of sin you have suffered is less than one hundred of those people! It's really cheap for you to die. They are struggling in the fire. Where are you? You are still eating cakes, drinking milk tea at your warm home, watching Ye Yunxiao paint, listening to Xianghua playing the piano?"

Ye Jiaqi held the corner of his lips, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't say a word.
Chapter completed!