The reporters got first-hand information and began to record short videos one after another, trying to seize the opportunity of traffic.

The crowd dispersed.

Wei Ran bent down to help his wife on the ground, begged in her glaring eyes:

"Whether you blame me or hate me, can you let your daughter go home with us first?"

"It's too cold there, she'll be scared by herself."

Wei Ran's wife shook him away, pointed at his nose and cursed:

"Now you know how to take care of your daughter?"

"I tell you, if you want to take my child away, don't even think about it!"

"Now we will divorce. If my daughter dies, I will have to belong to me. Just miss that bitch Wei Yi alone!"

She seemed to have lost her mind, and she was as crazy as if she was smiling

"I've understood it a long time ago. No one with the surname Wei is good. Maybe my daughter was killed by that bitch because of her surname Wei!"

Wei Ran just stood there, with his face not only being defeated, but also being defeated.

Chen Si couldn't stand it and was about to step forward, but he saw Jiang Zhiyu suddenly running out from behind, standing in front of Wei Ran's wife, raising his hand and slapping her loudly:

"This time, I was beaten for my mother who has been gone for many years!"

"She fell in love with Uncle Wei at a young age, and she tolerated and restrained her. She never thought of hurting you in the past. But you scolded her like this, where did the truth come from!"

"You little bitch..."

Before she could speak, Jiang Zhiyu raised his hand and slapped him again, his face as cold as ice:

"This time, I'm going to beat your daughter who is still lying in the morgue!"

"I have been tortured by illness for nearly two years and finally got the opportunity to survive, but it was ruined in your hands."

"Not only do you not deserve to be a mother, you are not even worthy of being a human being!"

The night is dark and the surroundings are lonely.

She stood on the edge of the light, between the intersection of light and darkness, like a flesh-and-blooded demon, emitting the cruelty of trying to kill this ignorant woman.

Wei Ran's wife was frightened by her and her eyes were stunned.

But at this moment, another slap fell on her face.

The power was so great that she turned her whole body to the side.

Jiang Zhiyu didn't let her go at all. She squatted down and reached out to grab her collar, forcing her to look directly at him, and said in a deep and cold voice:

"This time, I'm fighting for my biological father."

"Little Fish!"

Chen Si shouted behind him and tried to interrupt her.

But Jiang Zhiyu seemed to have not heard it, looking at the swollen face in front of him, showing mockery, every word was gem:

"Even if he didn't love you back then, he still married you according to his parents' orders, obeyed your words and endured them everywhere. Even if it wasn't love, there was family affection, right?"

"But what about you? You are so arrogant, you are suspicious by nature, beat and scold him at any time, bullying him with a good temper, and even those who have died for many years are not spared."

"Why are you? Did he feel sorry for you?"

"Or, is it my mother? She is pregnant with his flesh and blood, but she doesn't want to hurt you, so she hides from the small county town and gives birth to me. She is bullied and dies of illness. I'm sorry for you?"

"Is it possible, or me? I, who lost my mother in my early years, regarded my enemy as my own father but suffered all the torture. I lived a hard life under my stepmother's step brother. I finally ended up suffering, but I was afraid of destroying other people's families and didn't dare to recognize my biological father. I knew that his daughter was sick and tried every means to help you, just to make you live a better life. I'm sorry for you?"

Shengsheng questioned.

It is a sound.

Wei Ran's wife was already confused and couldn't even speak, so she could only stare at her in a daze:

"You...you..."

Jiang Zhiyu let her go, let her sit back on the ground, looked into her eyes, and said word by word:

"Yes, I am Wei Ran's daughter."

Speaking of this, she smiled suddenly, but there was no trace of joy on her face, only endless ridicule:

"How is it? Are you happy?"

"Don't you don't want him to take Wei Ranran home? Don't you don't want her to recognize this father?"

"Okay, I'll tell you now, no need."

"Your daughter is dead, but his daughter is still alive."

After saying that, he turned around and walked to Wei Ran, held his hand, and said softly:

"Dad, I'll take you home."

Wei Ran was confused throughout the whole process and was incompetent in accepting everything that had just happened. He could only passively lead Jiang Zhiyu to Chen Si, and listen to her:

"Chen Si, I'll take my dad to the hotel to stay in. Wei Ranran's place, you can take more time."

"After all, others are ruthless, but we cannot be unrighteous."

"I will take my dad here tomorrow morning and take Wei Ranran to the funeral home."

The tone is soft.

Even the expression was so gentle that it was unremarkable.

It seemed that the person who just started was not her, the person who questioned was not her, and she was as cruel as a ghost, so cruel that she wanted to eat people.

Chen Si's heart was a mess, not only heartache, but also heartache.

He did not care about Wei Ran being on the side, lowered his head and gently printed a kiss on her forehead, then touched her face, and said softly:

"Stay good rest, don't worry."

Jiang Zhiyu looked at him, his lips slightly raised, and his smile was sweet:

"Okay, then I'll leave first with my dad."

-

The taxi carried the father and daughter all the way to the hotel in the city center.

Jiang Zhiyu asked for a suite and asked the front desk to help buy a set of men's clothes to deliver, and then took Wei Ran upstairs.

It was almost ten o'clock, it was very quiet and dark.

Jiang Zhiyu turned on the warm light, held Wei Ran and sat down on the sofa, squatted down, and looked up at him:

"Do you have something to say to me?"

Wei Ran nodded, his expression gradually became clear:

"You...you really..."

"Your mother..."

As he said that, tears were flowing down his cheeks silently.

Jiang Zhiyu reached out to wipe his tears gently.

But as I wiped, my tears flowed down.

She was hoarse and had a smile on her face:

"Yes, I'm your child."

"After my mother separated from you, she found out that I was..."

"Then……"

This story is not long, and Jiang Zhiyu didn't tell it for too long.

By the end, the two of them had already covered in tears.

Just as the room service delivered the clothes, Jiang Zhiyu took them over and handed them to Wei Ran:

"You go and wash first, I'll buy some food."

"I will go to see Ranran tomorrow, you won't be able to do this."

Wei Ran did not take the clothes, but raised his skinny arm and gently touched her eyebrows and eyes. The sadness in his eyes was about to overflow:

"When you came from the county town to the city, I recognized you the first time I saw you."

"You look very much like your mother, especially these eyes."

"I'm sorry for her..."

"I'm not sorry for you..."

His caution was like a knife, ruthlessly stumbled into Jiang Zhiyu's heart, making her breathless.

She held the hand in front of her and placed it on her face, tears could not stop:

"I don't blame you."

"If you believe in my mother, you won't blame you."

"Ran Ran is gone, and I'll be with you."

"So, don't be too sad, okay?"

"We... will all feel distressed."
Chapter completed!