C19 Snatch the Grumpy Big Guy's Girlfriend(19)

When Jiang Yan arrived, it was already raining outside.

Luo Chen was wearing a windbreaker and holding a dripping umbrella.

His jeans accentuated his long, powerful legs, and the expression on his face was blurred by the hospital light overhead.

Jiang Yan opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

"He's inside."

Wu Tie nodded, his thin lips pressed into a thin line. Without even looking at Jiang Yan, he walked past him and entered.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Jiang Yan finally looked back.

[No. 888: Host, do you want this system to provide Wind Catching Ear? You can use the most coquettish stance, listening to the most coquettish!]

Jiang Yan thought about it and shook his head.

[Forget it, this is a conversation between father and son.]

He didn't go too far, he just sat down on a bench outside the ward and stared at the umbrella Luo Chen left at the door in a daze.

After an unknown period of time, the alarm at the door suddenly sounded.

All the doctors and nurses who were waiting in the next room rushed out and rushed back into the ward expressionlessly. It was like a white tide, causing Jiang Yan's heart to tighten and he couldn't breathe.

He followed the white tide inside.

In the chaos, Jiang Zhengming's eyes were still wide open on the bed, but there was only a lifeless hole left inside.

There were no undulating lines on the monitor beside him. He had stopped breathing for good.

Jiang Yan followed Jiang Zhengming's line of sight and saw Luo Chen standing there in a daze.

It was clearly 1.9m tall, and its muscles were strong and sturdy. However, it was actually knocked back and forth by the nurses.

It was like a tiny stalk of grass swaying in the wind and rain, as if it would be knocked to the ground in the next second.

Jiang Yan's heart suddenly hurt.

He wanted to step forward, but his arm was held back by Pei Jingshu who rushed in. When he looked back, Luo Chen was already gone.

Jiang Zhengming's funeral was held the next day.

Yesterday's drizzle was still floating in the air, making the already cool weather even colder.

The mourners were all wearing black suits and holding black umbrellas. It was like a black cloud pressing down on everyone's hearts.

"Zhengming, why did you go just like that?" If you leave us, mother and son, how will we survive? "

With Jiang Yan's support, Pei Jingshu cried her heart out.

The crowd at the funeral had been silent, but now they began to whisper among themselves.

Soon after, the crowd was split in half.

A tall figure passed through the crowd and walked forward. His handsome face still carried the sharpness and sharpness that those who weren't allowed to approach, and he indifferently looked at his surroundings.

Jiang Yan's eyelashes trembled.

He came.

Seeing that face, Pei Jingshu choked on her tears.

Tears were still streaming down his face, and his mouth was gaping open, making him look ridiculous.

In the next second, she rushed forward angrily and slapped him.

"How dare you —"

Jiang Yan, who was beside them, quickly stopped them, "Mom, calm down!"

Pei Jingshu screamed with bloodshot eyes.

"How can I calm down? Before your father went, he was always with this little bastard! He must have pissed your father off and forced him to write his will! Otherwise, how could he leave so much wealth of Jiang Family to this little bastard? "

"Luo Chen, since you are no longer a member of Jiang Family, you no longer have the qualifications to take even the slightest bit of Jiang Family! "If you are still a person, then don't fight with us orphans and widows over this!"

As the sound of his voice faded, the crowd once again burst into whispers. He looked at Luo Chen with sympathy and curiosity, but mostly ridicule and disdain.

Luo Chen just stood there in the rain mist, not holding an umbrella.

His hair was wet and plastered to his forehead. His eyes seemed to be separated by a layer of mist, but it seemed to become increasingly cold, causing those who looked at him to feel a chill in their hearts.

His gaze swept across everyone present and stopped at Jiang Yan for a moment when he passed by.

He faced the gazes of the crowd and smiled, drawing a mocking arc in the air. A cold smile appeared on his lips and his voice turned cold.

"On what basis? What belongs to me will naturally belong to me. "