c Li Jingchuan put away his cell phone and looked at her with a steady look:

“It is the responsibility and compassion in his heart that is at work.

”

"Think about it carefully. Do you like Mu Xuan before Mu Xuan die?"

"After Mu Xuan's death, even if you were wrongly a murderer, don't you still feel sorry for Mu Xuan?"

"Similarly, there is Ling Qinghe.

”

"When Ling Qinghe died in front of you, you grabbed her hand tightly, as if she was your best friend.

”

"But when Ling Qinghe was alive, you and her were obviously incompatible.

”

The man's words made Li Yue silent for a moment.

What he said...

It seems all right.

But even if she is pitiful to the deceased, she will not have a breakup with her friends or break up with her lover because of this, right?

Nanxun is too much...

Just then, Li Yue's cell phone rang.

She frowned and picked it up and saw that the notes on it turned out to be Minami Yuu.

Nanxun’s father.

Looking at this name, a ominous premonition suddenly arose in Li Yue's heart...

Why did Nanzhiyu call her at this time?

If I remember correctly, the last time she was in Rongcheng, she happily told Nan Zhiyu that Nan Xun was still alive and would be able to go home soon.

Although she and Nanxun are friends, they are not very familiar with Nanxun’s parents because of the misunderstandings back then.

Li Yue answered Nan Zhiyu's call nervously.

“Li Yue.

”

As soon as the phone was answered, Nan Zhiyu's old and tired voice came from the other end:

"Do you know a girl named Jian Rou?"

Li Yue's heart sank slightly:

“I know it.

”

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Nan Yuyu on the other end of the phone sighed:

"Nanxun just called me and said he was going to get married.

”

"I want to marry a girl named Jian Rou..."

"When did he have a girlfriend, why don't we know from beginning to end?"

"His mother and I are very nervous now, afraid that this girl will not be together with Nanxun for long. If Nanxun gets married to her, will she be deceived..."

"You know, our Nanxun is a pure man. When he loved you, he didn't even want his life... Now he said he wanted to marry this Jian Rou, and we are afraid..."

The man's words made Li Yue's heart sink violently.

She pinched the phone tightly, not even knowing whether to tell Nan's parents that Jian Rou was dead an hour ago.

On the other end of the phone, Nan Yuyu's voice continued:

"Nanxun also said that we don't need to be present, just notify us..."

"You said, how could this be done?"

"So I want to ask you if you recognize this girl named Jian Rou, can you let her talk to us and meet us?

”

"We are not so old-fashioned that we absolutely cannot accept her. If she is a good girl, our Nan family will also hold a wedding for them, which is glorious..."

“…Li Yue?”

Seeing that Li Yue on the phone had not made any sound for a long time, Nan Zhiyu's voice hesitated for a moment:

"Are you listening?"

Li Yue closed her eyes:

“Uncle, I’m listening.

”

"He hasn't told us about Nanxun's marriage..."

“I’m not good at telling you the specific situation either.

”

"Let me do this, I'll talk to Nanxun first and let him explain it to you well. OK?"

After receiving Li Yue’s reply, Nan Zhiyu was silent for a moment:

"It's all I can do now, thank you for your hard work.

”

After saying that, the old man nagged for a long time before he reluctantly hung up the phone.

“Nanxun is getting more and more nonsense.

”

Putting down his phone, Li Yue leaned on the leather seat of the car and closed her eyes tiredly:
Chapter completed!