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Cheng Xionglin was so annoyed that he used a self-defense technique taught by Chang Yuan to directly hit Song Liyu's vitals with his knee. Song Liyu's face turned blue, and he pressed his teeth against the wall to recover.

"I must do it." Cheng Xionglin clapped his hands, and seven or eight big black men who looked like bodyguards came out from around the venue, protecting Cheng Xionglin in the middle, and staring at Song Liyu who hit the wall.

Song Liyu gritted his teeth: "There will always be a day when you beg me." After speaking, he walked away abnormally and walked in front of Mrs. Song. Mrs. Song stared at Cheng Xionglin with disgust.

Cheng Xionglin and the person in charge had been trying to open the door, so they didn't have time to deal with the mentally handicapped mother and son.

When Cheng Xionglin was about to order the bodyguards to forcefully open the door, an image suddenly appeared on the projector in the venue. Cheng Xionglin stepped back several times before he could tell that the person above was Lilac. Standing on some high place, the wind blows her hair fluttering.

Ding Xiang is standing by the guardrail of Ningshi Second Bridge at the moment. This place is already under repair, there are no vehicles, no pedestrians, and because Fenghua's president has an accident here, even the construction period has been postponed.

Ding Xiang stood here, the wind whimpering in her ears, as if she was surrounded by a familiar breath, and that cold breath made Ding Xiang happy, and what she said to the phone camera also brought a little bit of joy .

"Ah Lin, how could brother Song Hui's memorial service be held in such a remote place?" Ding Xiang spoke, and the eyes of the people in the venue were on the projection for a while, and Cheng Xionglin with a frozen face for a while. "His person, his soul is clearly here, listen, he is talking."

Ding Xiang tilted her head and put her hands next to her ears, as if she really heard something. The celebrities in the venue rubbed the pimples on their arms, a crazy woman.

"Why did Brother Song Hui die?" Ding Xiang had doubts and resentment in his eyes, "It's all your fault, all of you."

"Do you miss him very much when you have a memorial service? I miss him too."

"Let's go find him together."

The people in the venue didn't know what was going on, and they didn't take it seriously when they saw Ding Xiang's crazy words. It was just a mistress of Song Hui. For people like them, it's not unusual to have one or two mistresses, but they didn't expect this The mistress went crazy because of Song Hui's death.

This kind of news is a good talk after dinner.

Ding Xiang's father was also in the venue, seeing his daughter pretending to be crazy in front of so many people, he buried his head and looked away, not wanting to have anything to do with such a crazy woman, it made people laugh for no reason.

"Ah Lin, you always think I'm weak, that I'm not aggressive, and that I cry when I don't get it." Ding Xiang's eyes suddenly went blank, "I don't care about my parents' care, good grades, good popularity, and the lover I want. I want it, but no matter what I do, I just can’t get it, and if I can’t get it, don’t you even have the right to cry?”

"I can't let it go, I can't get it, Ah Lin, tell me, why do I always make myself look so ugly, I obviously love beauty the most." Ding Xiang looked at the camera, she knew Cheng Xionglin could see, could From what I heard, no matter what you say, many people in this world, even relatives, don't take her seriously, but Cheng Xionglin at least treats her as a friend sincerely.

Although she always blamed her for being weak and not motivated, at least her eyes were on herself.

In fact, Ding Xiang is also an illegitimate daughter, but Ding Xiang's mother is a student of Cheng Xionglin's grandfather, so the Ding family took back Ding Xiang's mother and daughter in order not to offend Cheng Xiong's family, but Ding Xiang's mother passed away very early.

Ding Xiang wanted to be with Song Hui so much, was it not because of envy? He was also an illegitimate child, but Song Hui lived such a glorious life, but why did it end like this? Why?

Ding Xiang's eyes were full of despair, and she said lightly to the camera: "Let's go find Brother Song Hui together, he is so lonely by himself, and now the whole venue is buried with explosives, I heard that Brother Song Hui is like this I'm leaving."

She smiled, indifferently.

The people in the venue were skeptical, but they didn't believe it. Ding Xiang's father was the first to not believe it. Where did Ding Xiang get the explosives?

But when everyone tried to find the exit, they found that all the exits were blocked, and they couldn't make a phone call.Ding Xiang didn't seem to be joking.

Cheng Xionglin has been silently looking at Ding Xiang in the picture. What Ding Xiang said should be true. At this moment, for some reason, an inexplicable thought suddenly arises in her heart: that's it, we all die together, it's fair and liberated.

She looked up in the crowd, Chang Yuan didn't come, it's good, Cui Yamu didn't come, it's good.

Unlike everyone who was panicked like headless chickens, the three members of the Song family sat in place calmly.Song Liyu curled his lips, how could that stupid woman Ding Xiang arrange such a perfect trap, it was clearly done by him, the last strength of the Chang family was all in his hands, this time all the dignified people in Ning City will fold here, wait He went out to clean up the mess, and soon he would be like Song Hui who stomped and trembled three times.

Song Liyu glanced at Cheng Xionglin proudly. At this time, he didn't believe that Cheng Xionglin didn't ask him.

Ding Xiang continued to talk: "Song Liyu, no matter how stupid I am, I still know who killed Brother Song Hui. It was you, and it was the Chang family." After speaking, he laughed.

The woman's laughter sounded even more terrifying at the memorial service.

Song Liyu's complexion changed drastically, he quickly stood up, walked to a corner of the venue, did not know what he was messing with, walked out with a dark face, and yelled at the projector: "Bitch!"

Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Song also yelled mournfully.

Ding Xiang couldn't hear any sound, and couldn't see anyone. She imagined the expressions on those people's faces, and she felt more at ease than ever. No one here was wronged.A group of bad people who are self-righteous and treat the weak as ants, they deserve to die.

It would be great if all the haters died.

Ding Xiang threw the mobile phone into the river under the bridge, and with a bang, the mobile phone disappeared.

"Brother Hun, I'm here to look for you." Ding Xiang smiled wryly, and then said, "If you don't want to see me, then don't. I don't have to depend on you."

The projections in the venue went dark, Ding Xiang's figure disappeared, and after the dead silence, there were loud curses.

Everyone is scolding Ding Xiang as a crazy woman, even Ding Xiang's biological father is the same.

Cheng Xionglin sat weakly on the chair, looked at the sharp eyes on the portrait of Song Hui in the middle of the venue, and laughed helplessly: "It's all your fault, if you love Lilac, it would be great."

How can there be so many ifs, whoever you love and who you don't love can't satisfy everyone.

The author has something to say: ok, Ding Xiang got the box lunch _(:3」∠)_Because I have more plots in my mind than I wrote, so I feel sorry for Ding Xiang.

Chapter 68 (Third Watch)

The richer people are, the more they cherish their lives. At this moment, the venue was in chaos. Countless people crowded at every exit of the venue, banging on the door vigorously, but Song Liyu stopped those people like crazy.

"What did you hit? I want to kill everyone!" Song Liyu didn't know what Ding Xiang had done. If this group of people went crazy and bumped into something, they would really die together.

Cheng Xionglin looked at them in a mess with cold eyes. The cold-hearted ladies outside were finally as fragile as little yellow flowers that had been tortured. The bodyguards around her were also distracted and wanted to hit Open the door and escape.

Cheng Xionglin asked them to disperse, looking at Song Liyu's appearance, there is only a lot of explosives here, why protect her.

It's just that I have to feel guilty again before I die, but fortunately, I'm dead and nothing happened.

Chang Yuan finally arrived outside the memorial hall, and there was still a long distance from the gate to the venue. She was anxious, unable to walk slowly, so she ran straight away, passing the iron gate of the funeral home, where the black The tombstones are neatly located in the green grass, not scary at all.

"Assistant Chang!" A familiar voice suddenly stopped her.

Chang Yuan had to stop and looked towards where the sound came from. Cui Yamu stood there and waved to her.