When a man has money, he starts to feel happy.

His grandson is no exception, he is bad to the core!

Qin Shien's hand pulled the trigger and aimed it at Ye Jiaqi's temple.

Ye Jiaqi felt something hard pressing against his head and slowly closed his eyes.

The rain was running down her face. She didn't cry at this time. In fact, when she was taken away by Qin Shien's people, she knew that she would not be able to see the sun tomorrow again.

Endless darkness, cold rain.

She was waiting for the gunshot.

When the gun goes off, it's all over.

Since then, there has been no more Ye Jiaqi.

From then on, she no longer had to carry the past, nor would she have any estrangement with Josnian.

It's a pity that the yin and yang have to be separated. She will come to see him again on the Qingming Festival in the future... okay...

The cemetery was silent for an instant, everyone held their breath, and no one dared to say a word.

Fang Lan covered her ears and was shaking with fear.

She has never seen such a scene.

Butler Tang was old and did not dare to look. He closed his eyes and took a few steps back.

On the other hand, Ye Jiaqi's face was calm and calm, like a quiet lake with no ripples.

At this moment, there was only one person in her mind - Josnian.

It turns out that before a person dies, what he thinks of most is the person he loves most.

She loves Josnian.

If there was an afterlife, I wonder if he would still be willing to coax her home with a lollipop, then hold her dirty little hands and stand by the sink to wash them.

Hmm... If so, how about changing the flavor of the lollipop? For example, cola flavor, or strawberry flavor?

Then, he should be gentler to her, accept when she confesses her love, pamper her when she acts coquettishly, coax her when she is angry...

OK……

"Si Nian..." Ye Jiaqi called his name in his heart.

I really want to see him.

"Bang"--

A gunshot!

White gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the air was instantly filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Because of this loud noise, Butler Tang and Fang Lan quickly retreated, their legs weak from fear, especially Fang Lan, who opened his mouth wide, covered his ears, and shivered.

The strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder was washed away by the rain, giving off an unpleasant smell.

The several bodyguards had expressionless faces, as if they were used to this kind of scene and didn't move at all.

Severe pain.

Ye Jiaqi's ears were buzzing. If the two bodyguards hadn't been pressing her down, she wouldn't have been able to hold on any longer.

My heart suddenly tightened and it hurt to my bones.

Qin Shien's shot did not hit her temple, but her shoulder blade.

Blood gurgled from Ye Jiaqi's shoulder, and her entire off-white sweater had been dyed red.

Ye Jiaqi's face turned pale, he opened his eyes and looked intently at the tombstone in front of him.

Oh……

Why not just shoot her to death...

The pain reaches the bone marrow, and the bones feel like they are broken...

She pulled the corners of her lips fiercely, and there was a pale and weak arc at the corners of her mouth.

"It's not that easy for you." Qin Shi'en sneered and put away the hot pistol, "You have to know that the punishment you suffered is not one hundredth of what these people have suffered! Letting you die is really too easy for you.

They were struggling in the fire, where were you? You were still eating cakes, drinking milk tea, watching Ye Yunxiao paint, and listening to Xiang Hua playing the piano in a warm home, right?"

Ye Jiaqi tugged at the corners of his lips, feeling so painful that he couldn't say a word.
Chapter completed!