Chapter 1715: Abducted girl with amnesia (22)
Facing Fang Huan's questioning, Ximen Jing was stunned.
's eyes flashed with a guilty conscience, and his eyes rolled around, but he didn't dare to look directly into Fang Huan's eyes: "I...I..."
'I' for a long time, but Ximen Jing didn't even think of how to answer.
Fang Huan looked at him and asked, "What are you? How on earth did Big Brother know that Xue Er had amnesia before?"
Of course, Ximen Jing couldn't answer Fang Huan's question. He was in a hurry just now, so he just said it without thinking.
I didn't expect to be caught by Fang Huan!
On the other hand, Aunt Ximen turned to the side, blocking Fang Huan from looking at Ximen Jing, and looked at Fang Huan coldly as usual without any emotion.
"You heard it wrong, how could Ajing know that Cher had lost her memory before!"
Hearing Aunt Ximen's words, Ximen Jing nodded quickly: "Yes, you heard it wrong! I didn't say such a thing."
Fang Huan hooked his lips and sneered, is this just talking nonsense?
These words came from the mouths of his mother and brother.
How on earth can such a person be able to live such a calm life in Ximen's family, with the money of Ximen's family? !
Fang Huan hadn't spoken yet, Aunt Ximen took over the duties first: "Ajing is your eldest brother, how can you question your eldest brother in such a tone?!"
"That's right! I'm your eldest brother, do you know what it means to be orderly?!" Ximen Jing raised her chin and stood proudly behind Aunt Ximen.
From childhood to adulthood, Aunt Ximen only loved Ximen Jing, a son.
Even though he was twelve years older than Fang Huan, Aunt Ximen wanted Fang Huan to keep Ximen quiet everywhere.
"It turns out that the old and young are ordered like this, the big cousin is really amazing!"
It was Ling Wuzhi who came down from the upstairs.
Maybe it was because the aura on Ling Wuzhi was too strong, and Ximen Jing, who had been sheltered by Ximen's mother for a long time, even instinctively shrank back.
Seeing Ximen Jing's performance, the expression on Ling Wuzhi's face was full of disdain.
Aunt Ximen, she treats trash as treasure, but treats real treasure as trash!
glanced at everyone lightly, Ling Wuzhi turned to Fang Huan and said, "I've got my things, let's go."
Fang Huan nodded, did not say hello to Aunt Ximen and others, and prepared to leave together with Ling Wuwei.
When walked to the door, Ling Wuzhi stopped and looked back at Aunt Ximen: "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you something."
"Grandpa's body has almost begun to recover. When I went to see him yesterday, he said that he would transfer all the Ximen's family and property to my name in advance."
"When I take over the Ximen family, I will clean up the door. People who don't have my Ximen family blood should be mentally prepared to pack up and leave."
Ling Wuyi finished saying these words, Aunt Ximen and others were all agitated.
What is advance? ! Shouldn't a will be after a person dies? !
Now, isn't it that people are not dead yet!
And why do you say that people who are not related to the Ximen family should pack up and leave? !
After all, in addition to Grandpa Ximen and Ling Wuzhi, only Yi Zichuan has the blood of Ximen family.
That means, let them all get out of here? !
Ling Wuyi raised the corners of her mouth and said, "Maybe auntie, you don't know, although grandpa said to make a will before, but he has not had time to make a will. This time, when I come back, grandpa intends to give it to me directly. This way, I don't have to make a will. ."
After , Ling Wuzhi turned around and left Ximen's house.
As soon as Ling Wuyi left, Aunt Ximen and Uncle Ximen went to talk secretly for a long time.
As for the content of the conversation, in addition to Aunt Ximen and Uncle Ximen...Ling Wuyi also knows.
——Funeral home. Mourning hall
Ling Wuyi stood alone in front of Ximen's mother's coffin, looking at the remains of Ximen's mother that she had sorted out by herself.
In a certain world before, her profession was an entomber, so she was fairly familiar with this.
Ling Wuyi thought that since she couldn't do anything else for Ximen's mother, she would send her away beautifully.
Ling Wuzhi leaned over and put the necklace she took out from home to Ximen's mother.
"Mom, this is a birthday present that I specially bought for you. I wanted to give it to you on your birthday..."
Ximen's mother's birthday is only three days apart from Ximen Xuezhen.
Six years ago, Ximen Xuezhen specially selected a necklace for Ximen's mother and was going to give it to Ximen's mother on her birthday.
I just didn’t expect that this gift was six years late.
When put the necklace on Ximen's mother, Ling Wuyi looked at her face seriously again.
This is a very beautiful woman.
In Ximen Xuezhen's memory, mother is the most beautiful and gentle woman in the world!
She loves to laugh very much, always smiling with frowning eyes.
She also likes to say encouraging words, whether it is Ximen Xuezen or Fang Huan, she always encourages them and never criticizes them.
Ximen Xue really looks like most of her mother Ximen.
Laughing, they are all people with curved eyebrows.
Ximen Xuezhen's character is very like Ximen's mother, she is so positive and cheerful.
Ling Wuzhi sighed.
People like Simon's mother, after several years of mental torture, finally left this world.
Or she was late, if she could have come earlier...
"I can't blame you, if you don't come to this world, even Ximen Xuezen and Grandpa Ximen will die."
Besides his ear, is the voice of Mat Qiu.
Ling Wuzhi straightened up and looked back at Mat Qiu, who was walking towards her.
"You're back." Ling Wuyi said softly.
There are only Ling Wuwei and Xi Ziqiu in the mourning hall, so there is no need to take into account what they say.
Xi Ziqiu nodded, came over and held her hand: "Zichuan has settled in Beijing, you don't have to worry."
The two people have a tacit understanding that they can hear each other's thoughts without reading minds.
It was as if Xi Ziqiu only saw Ling Wuzhi's back when she came in, and when she heard her sigh, she knew what she was thinking.
"Well, I'm relieved." Ling Wuyi replied softly.
Ma Ziqiu is doing errands, how can she be worried.
Because she was worried about what Aunt Ximen was going to do, Ling Wuzhi discussed with Xi Ziqiu and sent Yi Zichuan away for a while.
Wait until Aunt Ximen, Uncle Ximen and others are resolved, and then bring Yizichuan back.
Yi Zichuan is also very good. He heard that Ling Wuzhi was going to do something. In addition to being a little reluctant, he comforted Ling Wuzhi and said, "Don't worry, Mom, I will be obedient!"
Xi Ziqiu lowered his head and looked at Ximen's mother in the coffin.
Ximen's mother's remains are very serene, except for the fact that her brows are furrowed.
even died, his brows furrowed tightly.
's hair was dyed black. Xi Ziqiu remembered that the first time she met Ximen's mother, when she was less than fifty years old, her messy hair was almost completely white.
In order to make Ximen's mother's remains look less haggard, Ling Wuyi specially dyed her a more natural black.