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"Young Master Lin." Yin Cheng, who had just finished answering the phone, stood at the door and extended his hand to Lin Qiao with a smile.

"Chairman Yin." Lin Qiao stretched out his hands and held them with a gentle smile, "Congratulations to Chairman Yin, turning bad luck into good fortune."

"Thank you!"

"Sister, the strawberries I specially washed for you are big and red." Yin Tingyu smiled and handed the strawberries in his hand to Yin Qian.

After resting at home for two days, he has recovered.

After finishing speaking, I realized that this is not very polite, so I stretched out the plate in front of Lin Qiao: "Young Master Lin, too?"

Lin Qiao took one and thanked with a smile: "Thank you."

Yin Tingyu handed the plate to the photographer and reporter, and after they each took two, they put it into Yin Qian's hands with confidence: "Sister, try it quickly."

"I'm sorry, Ting Yu has always been clingy to Yin Qian, and made you laugh. Shall we sit and chat on the sofa?" Yin Cheng laughed helplessly, and made a "please" gesture.

"Siblings are deeply in love with each other, no matter how many people envy them."

Lin Qiao followed him into the living room, sat down on the sofa, and ordered the photographer and female reporter to start preparing.

He took a piece of paper from the female reporter and handed it to Yin Cheng: "Chairman Yin, this is a question that will be asked later, please take a look first. If you find it inconvenient, we can discuss it."

"It's okay." Yin Cheng pushed the paper back calmly, "You can ask anything, there is nothing to hide."

Yin Qian and Yin Tingyu sat on the double sofa beside them.

"Will you be in the mirror?" Yin Qian asked in a low voice.

"I want to explain the photo on the Internet that said I abused rice cakes." Yin Tingyu took a strawberry and took a bite, "By the way, I told my parents about something during breakfast today, but I haven't had time to tell you about it." Woolen cloth."

Yin Cheng's interview has already started. Yin Qian glanced at it and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

"About the rice cake. Although the rice cake is the child of that woman, Jiang Ming, and was used as a weapon to attack me. But he is a three-year-old child, innocent and sick. So I think, since the foundation is concerned about autism The child's project has not stopped, so we should continue to fund his follow-up treatment? Sister, what do you think?"

Yin Qian was stunned for two seconds, with seriousness on her brows: "Is this your idea? Or is it from parents?"

"Mine." Yin Tingyu sniffed lightly, "Isn't it a bit like the Virgin Mary?"

"Don't you hate him?"

"Nian Gao? I hate what he is doing. He is only three years old and doesn't know anything. And he is quite poor. He has been sick since he was a child, and he was used by that woman Jiang Ming as a tool for revenge." Yin Tingyu said, with eyes Aversion to Jiang Ming surfaced.

Yin Qian laughed out loud, and patted his arm in relief: "It seems that he has really grown up, and I agree with your idea. What about your parents? Did they agree?"

"Agreed." Yin Tingyu nodded, "But Mom said that she wants to send the rice cake to a professional hospital abroad for treatment. When she grows older, she will continue to pay for her education and living expenses. Our Yin family can continue to support the rice cake until graduation from university. I will tell him everything about Jiang Ming and Yin Jiangyue in the future. As for whether he hates us or others, it depends on his own choice."

Yin Qian pursed her lips and thought for a while: "I support Mom's approach, but will Jiang Ming agree to send the rice cakes abroad?"

"Mom said to talk to Jiang Ming in person after Hua Chengyuan's funeral. If Jiang Ming disagrees, then let her go."

"Well, but we have to make a condition."

"what?"

"If Jiang Ming agrees with our approach, she won't be able to see him until the rice cake is of age. We can send Jiang Ming a photo of the rice cake every month." Yin Qian said calmly.

Yin Tingyu hesitated: "But they are mother and son after all—"

"If Jiang Ming often goes to see rice cakes, can you guarantee that he won't become the second Yin Jiangyue?"

Hearing this sentence, Yin Tingyu immediately agreed: "Okay, I will talk to my mother later, and when I ask her to talk to Jiang Ming, make it clear."

Yin Qian nodded and looked at Yin Cheng who was being interviewed.

"Chairman Yin, can you tell me about the current situation of your second daughter, Yin Jiangyue?" the female reporter sat up straight and asked calmly.

Yin Cheng's gaze suddenly became complicated.

Picking up the teacup on the coffee table and taking a sip, he replied in a steady voice: "I didn't see the whole thing about the signing ceremony that day until I came back. First of all, I'm very sorry that something like that happened, and to everyone present at that time The reporter and the people who saw the video brought discomfort. Secondly, I really should reflect on myself. I am usually busy with work, and I don’t care enough about the children.

Jiang Yue is currently receiving treatment in the hospital. The doctor diagnosed that she had caused irreversible damage to her brain due to taking drugs for a long time.Only after being severely stimulated will they make crazy and out-of-control actions.As for Hua Chengyuan, because both of his parents died, I will hold a funeral for him in a few days. "

"Brain damage, Chairman Yin means that Yin Jiangyue has mental problems?" The reporter asked with some surprise, "And regarding your prospective son-in-law Hua Chengyuan, you don't seem to feel sad at all for his misfortune? "

She reacted completely subconsciously. After she finished asking, she realized that such a question was a bit blunt, and she glanced at Lin Qiao uneasily.

"Uncle Li." Yin Qian smiled slightly and looked at Lin Qiao: "Young Master Lin."

In the coffin, Hua Chengyuan was wearing the suit he wore on the day he and Yin Jiangyue got engaged.

In another 10 minutes, he will be pushed for cremation and the ashes will be taken directly to the cemetery.

Since then, there is no such person as Hua Chengyuan in the world.

"Nan Baobao, in fact, I have really imagined his mourning hall before." Qian Qianqian sat by the door, looking at the sunflowers in the room, "I know that he hung out with Yin Jiangyue before he broke up with you." At that time, I thought, he'd better be hit by a car one day! Then I would scold him in his mourning hall."

"What I think is that he'd better be able to get out of prison." Yin Qian, who was dressed in dark gray, looked at her and slightly bent the corners of her mouth.

"Actually, I still want to scold him now, but it's completely meaningless and a waste of my energy." Qian Qianqian held her chin with one hand, and suddenly saw the person coming from the gate, her eyes widened, "Nan Baby, Cheng Xiaoxiao is here!"

Yin Qian followed the sound and looked over, and Cheng Xiaoxiao, who was wearing a black filial piety dress, came over with handcuffs on his hands.

Behind him, followed by two policemen in police uniforms.

Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't seem to see them at all, and walked straight towards the coffin at the front of the mourning hall.

When he was less than one meter away from the coffin, his feet suddenly softened, and he knelt straight on the ground with a crisp "dong".

She put her hands on the ground, lowered her head, and after a long time, she got up with both hands and feet.

Walking forward step by step, tears are already streaming down my face.

Standing beside the coffin, Cheng Xiaoxiao looked at the calm Hua Chengyuan inside, and reached out to touch his face.

She remembered the way he was lying in her arms covered in blood that day and swallowed his last breath, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, shaking like a sieve.

"I'm sorry! Ah Yuan, I'm sorry!" She swallowed, her voice trembling unbelievably, "It's my sister's fault, it's all my sister's fault! I'm sorry!"