Rebirth of the rich and powerful daughter of the embroidered daughter

She bit her lip, obviously wanting to control her surging sadness, but the more she tried, the more she couldn't hide it.

Wei Wei raises her eyes to force back the tears, but unexpectedly, Dou Da's tears still fall down without disappointment.

Looking at him hastily, she hastily wiped her tears with her hands, obviously not wanting to be seen by him in such embarrassment.

Seeing her grief-stricken appearance, his heart felt as if a knife was being twisted, and he wanted to force himself to calm down, but it seemed that his reason was losing control.

Hugging her into his arms suddenly, his big palm gradually tightened, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

Ye Junxin accepted his hug numbly, without struggling or catering, her eyes were a little hollow.

"I said, with me here, I will always be with you." Huo Nanting was a little emotional, obviously he knew that saying these words would be boring to her, but he still hoped to impress her.

Ye Junxin never responded, and his attitude of ignoring it caused his heart to turn back and forth.

Although he was saddened by Granny Yingyue's death, he also hoped to take this opportunity to warm up his relationship with her.

Ye Junxin sobbed softly, his body trembling slightly, all the sadness contained in that trembling soul.

He took a slight breath and hugged her even harder, lest she would be even more sad if he relaxed a bit.

"I miss Grandma Yingyue, I miss her so much...I'm sorry for her, I shouldn't go back to the Ye family, she won't die if I don't go back, I can take good care of her..."

She began to blame herself constantly, and every word and every word made him scratch his heart.

He patted her on the back lightly, his mind was full of words to comfort her, but he couldn't say anything.

Frowning slightly, he suppressed the turmoil in his heart and tried his best to keep his tone calm, "It's not your fault, don't blame yourself so much, Granny Yingyue will not walk steadily when she sees you like this."

"But it's my fault, it's me! I didn't stay in the country to take good care of her! Why should I go back to Ye's house, why should I get engaged, why should I..."

Ye Junxin kept blaming himself, frowning as if he could pinch a mosquito to death.

He frowned, trying to comfort her but found that his words were already pale.

Huo Nanting glanced at her inexplicably, and sighed.

"You can't be resurrected after death. If Granny Yingyue sees you like this, she will definitely leave in a hurry."

Ye Junxin raised his eyelids reluctantly, his mind slightly in a trance.

The mother-in-law looked at him with tears in her eyes, and didn't say a word for a long time.

He kept his eyes on her face, looked at her frowning, and said in a deep voice, "I will take care of you for Grandma Yingyue."

It was like a promise, and the words were correct, and she could hear them clearly.

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she closed her eyes without hesitation.

Under the comfort of his soft words, her mood eased a little.

After sending her to the door of Ye's house, Huo Nanting made an unprecedented move.

With the breeze blowing on his face, his knuckle fingers suddenly stretched out to pick up the long hair on her cheek.

She was startled, forgot to react, and stared blankly at the handsome face in front of her.

Putting her hair behind her ears, Huo Nanting's eyes glowed with complex luster.

Being stared at so deeply by him, she felt her heart skip a beat, and her red lips were slightly parted, but he kissed her forcefully.

If the rainstorm hits, she is caught off guard.

He...what am I in his eyes?Is it his fiancée?Or is it just someone with commercial value?
At that moment, many thoughts flashed through her mind.

Complicated emotions surged from the bottom of her heart, and she passively endured his ravages without any intention of resisting.

When he gradually let go of her big hand, Huo Nanting's expression became serious, "Do you need my help with the funeral?"

She didn't speak, just looked at him in a daze and shook her head vigorously.

Huo Nanting knew that the funeral would definitely exhaust her physically and mentally. Although it was not a business matter, he always felt that it was something that everyone in Jinxiu Xiuzhuang would pay attention to. If the funeral was not done properly, he was worried that Ye Junxin would become the target of public criticism. .

Ye Junxin was completely immersed in sadness, and his neither cold nor indifferent attitude worried him even more.

It seems that I still need to secretly learn about the preparations for the funeral...

Huo Nanting's eyes were deep and complicated, and his big hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

"Look at what?"

Seeing Aunt Wang standing at the window looking down, Pan Yufeng walked up to her and asked in doubt.

Aunt Wang was shocked, and explained with a little panic, "No, it's nothing. I... I watch the moonlight."

However, Aunt Wang has always lied unfavorably, and her hesitant attitude made Pan Yufeng feel that something was wrong.

Looking around, she saw Huo Nanting and Ye Junxin downstairs, Pan Yufeng raised the tail of her eyes slightly, and became angry, "I don't know what good things these two people did at night."

Hearing this, Aunt Wang looked slightly embarrassed, and forced a smile to answer, "Ma'am, the eldest lady is engaged, so even if she has something to do with Mr. Huo...it's actually reasonable."

"Shut up! Did I tell you to speak?" Seeing Aunt Wang helping Ye Junxin speak, Pan Yufeng became angry immediately.

Aunt Wang didn't say much, she glanced at her sullenly and left hastily.

As soon as she got downstairs, she saw Ye Junxin walking towards her, and Aunt Wang stepped forward and quickly pulled her aside.

"Miss, Madam has been swearing at you just now, I think...she just doesn't want you to be with Mr. Huo." Aunt Wang has long sensed that Pan Yufeng's mother and daughter are dissatisfied with Ye Junxin's marriage, but she didn't know What can I do for Ye Junxin.

Seeing Aunt Wang's worried face, Ye Junxin forced a smile to comfort her, "Aunt Wang, don't worry, I can handle them."

Aunt Wang frowned, and when she saw the confidence in her eyes, her uneasy heart became a little more at ease.

"Your mother-in-law Yingyue died as soon as she died, so you don't need to humiliate yourself like this, do you?" Pan Yufeng was angry, obviously wanting to humiliate her.

Ye Junxin restrained her emotions, she didn't want to quarrel with others at this time.

But Pan Yufeng narrowed his eyes slightly, with a sly look, "Looking at you like this, isn't it dead? Is there a need to cry like this? It's really bad luck..."

Ye Junxin ignored her and went straight to her room.

Hearing the sound of "bang", Pan Yufeng trembled and stared at the door of her room with disdain.

"It's all about being engaged to Huo Nanting, do you really think of yourself as a high-ranking princess?"

Pan Yufeng was very dissatisfied, even though Ye Junxin closed the door, she still cursed.

In the room, Ye Junxin squatted on the edge of the bed with his hands hugging his knees, tears streaming down his face, looking very pitiful.

She never thought that she would be devastated by Granny Yingyue's death, and she hated this fragile self.

Clenching her fists tightly, she bit her lips hard, trying to control her emotions, but the more restrained she was, the more her emotions were like stormy waves.

The small body trembled slightly, as if I felt pity for it.