Ji Jinyao stumbled into the ward. Seeing Yao Moqi holding Ji Rongyan's cold hand tightly, she cried and refused to let go. [ ]

Ji Rongyan was lying there quietly, no breathing, but still had his eyes open, as if he had seen something terrible before he died.

Ji Jinyao rushed up to grab the bed railing and cried bitterly: "Dad, I'm sorry, Dad..."

What did she do wrong, and why did God punish her like this?

The last conversation I had with my father in my memory was that she said, why didn’t you die?

She was just an impulsive and angry. She didn't really want her father to die. She had never thought about it like this before...

Xue Huaixi stood at the door and couldn't bear to see it. He walked out to ask the doctor about what happened, while Ye Ayan was sitting alone on the bench in the corridor.

A nurse flew down the medical equipment in a hurry. Yao Moqi was furious and asked them all to get out of here.

Soon, only Yao Moqi and Ji Jinyao were left in the ward. Ye Yanine slowly stood up and walked to the door. She leaned against the door frame and looked indifferently at Ji Jinyao who was walking towards her.

The moment she passed by, Ye Ayen whispered: "Congratulations, you killed your father with your own hands."

Ji Jinyao froze in place, his lips trembled, his eyelashes were filled with clear water mist, and his shaking light was shivering.

Ye Yiyan was unscrupulous, and her bright red skirt was like a ball of fire, illuminating the pale ward.

"Why are you crying? You obviously did a great thing. Jinyao, I will thank you."

Her tone was calm, her voice was sweet and nice, and her bright eyes could not tell the joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

Yao Moqi also heard Ye Yanyin's words, and she was furious and walked over quickly in her high heels.

Ji Jinyao watched Yao Moqi's hand fall on Ye Lingyin's face, hitting the corner of her mouth to bleeding.

"mom……"

Ji Jinyao was startled, but did not stop him as soon as possible.

Ji Rongyan's death brought her too much pain, and she didn't even want to recall what her father did to Qingrui at this time.

"Why are you so vicious, a girl? Don't think you're a star in a movie, you're still young! Let me tell you, I have some ways to destroy you!"

Yao Moqi pointed at Ye Yiyin, his voice as sharp as a rubber slashing across the glass.

Someone leaned out in the corridor to watch the fun. Yao Moqi pulled Ye Yiyan into the ward and closed the door with a snap.

"Did I say it wrong?"

Ye Ayin covered her swollen cheeks, her eyes drooped, and the bloodshot corners of her mouth were as enchanting as cherry blossoms.

"Do you want to ask yourself how your beloved husband fell downstairs?"

Yao Moqi's heart skipped a beat. She turned her gaze to Ji Jinyao, her tone was not sure: "Tell me, your father fell down by himself."

Ji Jinyao pursed his lips and did not answer for a long time.

Her face turned pale and her lips faded.

Seeing her like this, Yao Moqi knew that there must be something inside. She shook her shoulders out of control: "What the hell is going on!"

"It's nothing, mom, I don't care about Ye Ayen, please let her go."

Ji Jinyao grabbed Yao Moqi's hand, as if he was holding on to the last straw.

"What are you talking about!"

Yao Moqi suddenly became angry and shook Ji Jinyao's hand away.

She said she wanted to compete with Ye Ayate in a straight line, but was forced to go to the fore by Ye Ayate's amazing acting skills.
Chapter completed!