In the name of my beloved daughter, at the cost of death.
In the name of my beloved daughter, at the cost of death.
After Jing Tong heard this, the tears that she had tried so hard to stop fell again.
So Yingluo's father really did it for her, Yingluo.
She still couldn't speak and could only nod hard. Jiang Yu sighed and wiped the tears from her face. He leaned over and kissed her eyes. don't be afraid. I'm here.
I'm Hanhan. she finally spoke, her voice so hoarse that she couldn't find any words. I want to see Hanhan's father, Hanhan.
"Let's go see him one last time." Jiang Yu said in a gentle voice. He put a coat on her, picked her up, and walked out.
Jing Tong hugged his neck tightly, burying her face in his neck, letting her tears run freely.
Jiang Yu could feel her tears and couldn't help but kiss the top of her head. She was crying very hard, but she didn't make any sound, only whimpering intermittently. This was a sign of extreme sadness.
Jiang Yu's heart tightened when he heard that, but he could do nothing about it. His heart was filled with regret. He had his suspicions when he heard that she went to the prison to see Jing Zhiyuan, but he was too busy and tired to pay attention to it in time. Now that she thought about it, Jing zhinyuan had already planned to commit suicide at that time. He used it as a bargaining chip to get help from someone to meet Jing Tong. Even the poison that he drank to commit suicide was also because of this. Otherwise, how could he have found a way to get such a forbidden drug?
He only hoped that it was not his grandfather who helped Jing zhinyuan.
He hugged the woman in his arms tightly and finally felt the long-lost helplessness and panic.
……
As the car sped along the road, Jiang Yu made several calls in a row. His tone wasn't good, and he would even occasionally get angry at the person on the other end of the phone.
Jing Tong leaned into his embrace. Her tears had already stopped, but she was still in a daze. She listened to Jiang Yu's phone call in a daze. She could understand every word, but she didn't know what they meant when put together.
But at least she was clear about one thing.
Grandpa Jiang wanted to publish his father's autobiography. He wanted to use his beloved daughter's name and pay with his death. This autobiography would definitely move people. Besides, there was also evidence that Tang Xu was secretly supporting him. This was more powerful than the evidence of Tang Xu and Xu Wei's collusion that Jiang Yu had been monitoring for more than half a year. Without a doubt, it would also nail Tang Xu on the pillar of shame.
After a long while, Jiang Yu finally put his phone aside, picked her up, and let her lean into his arms.
"Jingtong, Tongtong." He called her softly, " Can you hear me now? "
She raised her blushing face and nodded in a daze.
"That's good." Jiang Yu pressed his forehead against hers and said in a low voice again, " I'm sorry, Yingluo.
Jing Tong's lips moved, and he finally said in a hoarse voice, " "If Grandpa Yingluo wants to announce dad's autobiography, then just do it, Yingluo."