c Li Yue took a breath of air.

She understood Nanxun's angry mood.

But she didn't expect that Nanxun would directly put all the blame on her and Li Jingchuan.

To put it another way, even if Li Jingchuan did want to use Nan Xun, the ideal type of Jian Rou, to drive a wedge between Jian Rou and Jian Xu, would he have expected Jian Rou to die from the very beginning?

Jian Rou's death was an accident.

Who would have thought that Jian Xu would carry a knife with him and kill Jian Rou, a girl who had been following her for more than ten years.

Besides...

If Li Jingchuan hadn't let Nan Xun and Jian Rou know each other, Jian Rou wouldn't betray Jian Xu, and Jian Xu wouldn't kill anyone?

From the time Nanxun met Jian Rou to the time Jian Rou was killed by Jian Xu, there was no causal relationship at all. Everything was just chance and accident.

But now, Nanxun was overwhelmed by sadness and felt that all this was Li Jingchuan's fault!

"Nanxun, calm down.

"

Li Jingchuan frowned lightly, with no emotion in his voice, "I will ask Bai Luo to come over and help handle Jian Rou's funeral affairs.

"

Nanxun sneered and turned away from Li Jingchuan's face:

"You don't need to be so kind!"

"I can handle it myself for Jian Rou.

"

"Besides, Jian Rou probably doesn't want you, a murderer, to help deal with it!"

The man's words made Li Yue finally couldn't help but frown:

"Nanxun, what are you talking about?"

"The murderer is Jian Xu!"

"We all saw it with our own eyes! Why do you say Li Jingchuan is the murderer?"

As soon as the woman spoke, Li Jingchuan calmly reached out and grabbed her arm:

"never mind.

"

He knew that Li Yue was doing it for his own good and fighting injustice for him.

But Nanxun's mood is obviously not right at the moment, and there is no point in continuing to argue.

But Li Yue didn't think so.

The more irrational Nanxun becomes, the more she wants to bring Nanxun back to his senses!

She regarded Nanxun as her best friend, and she didn't want to see such a misunderstanding between Nanxun and Li Jingchuan.

Nanxun has fallen into a cycle of self-blame and sadness. He is blaming everyone related to Jianrou.

She couldn't let him continue like this.

The woman took a deep breath and looked at Nanxun steadily:

"I know you are very sad right now, and you feel that Jian Rou's death has nothing to do with you and Li Jingchuan.

"

"But Nanxun, Jianrou chose her own path, no one forced her.

"

"Moreover, the person who killed her was the ruthless Jian Xu. What does it have to do with Li Jingchuan?"

"You don't want to blame everyone for your bad mood, okay?"

Nan Xun sneered and looked at Li Yue with cold eyes:

"It is true that Jian Rou chose the path herself, but without Li Jingchuan's use, she might not have chosen the path she is taking today.

"

After saying that, he turned away and silently glanced at Jian Rou's body that had been covered with white cloth:

"Li Yue, you love Li Jingchuan, so you will always protect him. I don't want to argue with you, just leave it like that.

"

"I just want to spend time with Jian Rou.

"

The man closed his eyes:

"You all go.

"

His words made Li Yue frown again:

"Nanxun!"

"Li Yue.

"

Li Jingchuan sighed and raised his hand to grab Li Yue's shoulders:

"Let's go first and let him calm down.

"
Chapter completed!