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Jiayue was stunned when she heard the word "little girl".

"Little girl, don't you want to see me?" Jia Ning said with a hint of smile in her voice.

Jiayue slowly turned around, still holding the porcelain piece in her hand.

"elder sister?"

Jia Ning took a step forward and said in a somewhat impatient tone: "Don't you recognize me?"

"Wow……"

Jiayue dropped the porcelain piece and burst into tears.

"Okay, okay, don't cry."

Jia Ning couldn't bear it and spoke. She had never liked children crying since she was a child, and she couldn't bear it even more when she became a ghost.

"Sister, aren't you dead? Why are you back again?"

Jia Ning's face turned a little gloomy.

"Yeah, I'm dead."

"Sister, don't die..."

Jia Ning was amused.

"I've been dead for five years. If you say you don't want to die, can I still survive?"

Jiayue didn't say anything, just looked at her whether to cry or not.

"Ghost... ghost..."

"Shut up! If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will make you unable to speak again!" Jiayue said in a fierce tone.

The woman was obviously frightened, her mouth moved, she looked at Jia Ning timidly, and did not dare to speak anymore.

Jianing looked at the woman on the bed, she was obviously mentally disturbed.

Noticing the medicine on the bedside, she looked at Jiayue with unspeakable surprise.

"Little girl, she is your mother!"

Jiayue said stubbornly: "She was the one who killed her sister. She deserves to die!"

Jia Ning suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Sister, why haven't you come back to see me for so many years?"

Facing Jiayue's question, Jianing just smiled bitterly.

"Sister, can you stay?"

Jianing shook his head: "I have been dead for five years, and I am able to come back to see you this time with the help of a sister."

"who is it?"

"Don't ask these questions. I came here specifically to say goodbye to you today. I didn't get to say goodbye properly to you, a little girl."

Sensing that Jia Ning was leaving, Jiayue immediately wanted to catch her and not let go.

But her hand failed to hold Jianing's hand.

"Sister, why can I see you but can't hold your hand?"

"Silly girl, because I am a ghost."

Jia Ning stretched out her hand and weakly hugged Jiayue's body.

"Forgive me, sister, for always hating you and not expressing any kindness to you."

"No, sister has always been very good."

"Jiayue." Jianing suddenly called Jiayue's name with a serious expression, "Love yourself well and don't consume yourself for irrelevant people."

Jiayue's nose felt sore and she almost shed tears.

"Okay, sister is leaving."

This is the first time Jia Ning calls herself sister. Her only obsession is not being able to say goodbye to the little girl properly.

How can we blame the previous generation's grievances on a child who doesn't understand anything?

If there was anything wrong at all, it was all her father's fault.

Such a scumbag deserves to die!

"Don't worry, sister, I won't cry!"

Jia Ning looked at the stubborn Jiayue who bit her lip and knew that the hatred still affected her.

"Then I wish you will cry next time because you have the ability to be happy."

After saying that, Jiayue's body gradually turned transparent and disappeared from Jiayue's eyes.

"elder sister!"

Jiayue knew that this time she really lost her sister.

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

There was a knock on the door.

Jiayue wiped away her tears, glanced at the woman on the bed, and said calmly: "What's the matter?"

"Second Miss, the hospital called. My master's heart stopped just now, and the doctor couldn't save him."

Jiayue lowered her eyes, anger rising in her eyes.

"I see."

The people outside the door were not sure what Jiayue meant when they heard this.

Strangely enough, everyone in the Song family was dead.

Now only a nine-year-old girl and a child under five years old are left.

For such a large family, the assets left behind are enough for the siblings to spend in a few lifetimes.

However, this little girl is a very powerful person. At a young age, she can break into the company's shareholders' meeting and explain her unique insights in a clear and logical manner.

What shocked the board of directors even more was that the nine-year-old child actually found a professional manager to manage the company until she reached the age of eighteen and took over all the shares of her elders.

"Second Miss, do you have any other instructions?"

"No, you can go deal with his funeral affairs."

For her father, Jiayue has always used him as a substitute.

After it was quiet outside the door, Jiayue walked to the bedside, looked at the crazy woman and said, "A scumbag is a scumbag, and he is a scumbag even if he is broken down into ashes. It would really be an advantage for him to die like this."

"He's your father!"

"It seems that I am very rare?" Jiayue smiled and stroked the woman's still beautiful face with her little hand, "My dear mother, you have to be good, otherwise I can't guarantee whether my brother will go down to accompany him."

"After all, a father is kind and his son is filial. He only has his son in his heart."

The woman only felt terrified.

Jiayue took out a wet wipe and wiped her hands clean, her face showing an incompatible maturity and calmness.

"You should have had this awareness from the moment you became a mistress. I won't kill you because I came out of your belly, but don't expect me to have much affection for you."

"Don't even think about instigating that boy to grow up and go against me. If he is good, I will let him have food and clothing for the rest of his life."

"If he listens to you and wants to steal something from me, then go down and stay with your beloved man and the old immortal."

Jiayue has carried the memories of her previous life since she was born. She was killed by a scumbag and a bitch, and the one she hated the most was the mistress.

The person who gave birth to her was the mistress. She felt ashamed of being the daughter of her first wife. In addition to wanting to make up for it, she also really felt sorry for the little girl who was not cared about by everyone.

If such a little girl who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside was killed, then everyone who killed her should go to hell.

Jiayue didn't look at the woman again. She turned around and walked out and entered Jia Ning's room.

Only this room could calm her restless emotions.

… …

The bus was still running, and the passengers and guests on the bus began to feel sleepy.

The corner of the driver's mouth curled up with an evil smile. Very good, he will take this group of people to the west together!

“Haven’t you heard the saying that things come in threes?”

Before the driver could take action, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

In my ears, there was a voice as cool as water.

The next second, Shen Xi's figure appeared in the car.

"You...how did you come back so quickly?"

"I said, as long as you have evil intentions, I will be able to detect it immediately."

The driver caressed his heart that was in severe pain, hating and fearing Shen Xi.

Shen Xi ignored him. There was nothing to fear about the driver. What mattered was the person behind the driver.

At first, she thought the driver did everything.

In the process of sending the original passengers away, Shen Xi realized that there was someone behind the driver controlling everything.