Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 377

"No...I don't believe...Grandpa didn't leave...No..."

Meng Yinyin shook her head desperately.

This must be a dream. Grandpa is fine and hasn't left.

Yes, it was a dream, and she must wake up from it.

Meng Yinyin closed her eyes and opened them again. The person in front of her hadn't changed, it was still Song Tingyue.

Close your eyes again, open them again...

Meng Yinyin said excitedly: "Song Tingyue, I'm dreaming, right? This must be a dream..."

"Yinyin, calm down, grandpa has already left, you have to face reality." Song Tingyue kissed the tears off her face, and said in a deep voice, "You still have me."

"Grandpa, take me to see grandpa... I will also go to see grandpa..."

Meng Yinyin pushed Song Tingyue away and stumbled towards the door.

Song Tingyue quickly supported her: "Okay, I'll take you there, you change your clothes first."

"Yeah." Meng Yinyin nodded in despair.

She is like a puppet, still at the mercy of Song Tingyue.

Song Tingyue found a black skirt for Meng Yinyin to put on.

Seeing the black skirt, Meng Yinyin burst into tears again.

Grandpa, grandpa, don't go...

Song Tingyue drove Meng Yinyin to the funeral home.

Leng Muran and Leng Muye were standing by the ice coffin, while Su Ziqing and Leng Yuanshan were rushing here.

Seeing Grandpa in the ice coffin, Meng Yinyin rushed forward, crying like hell: "Grandpa...Grandpa...I'm late...Grandpa..."

Grandpa loved her so much, but she couldn't see him for the last time.

When he went out in the morning, grandpa was still fine, talking and laughing with her, but now, he was lying in the ice coffin.

"Grandpa...why...why did you leave me...Grandpa...you open your eyes and look at me...I am Yinyin...your most beloved Yinyin...Grandpa..."

Song Tingyue finished offering incense to Mr. Meng, then turned to help Meng Yinyin.

Leng Muye stood up suddenly and stood in front of him.

"People from the Song family are not welcome here, please go out."

Song Tingyue's complexion was deep, his eyebrows frowned slightly: "Why?"

"Why? Are you ashamed to ask why? Go back and ask your mother what good things she has done."

Although Leng Muye was slightly shorter than Song Tingyue in height, he was imposing.

He stared at Song Tingyue fiercely, furious.

Song Tingyue's eyes darkened, he turned around and went out to make a phone call.

"Mom, did you see Mr. Meng today?"

Song's mother was anxious to clear up the relationship: "Ting Yue, I really didn't mean it. Mr. Meng grabbed my hand and refused to let me go. I pushed him in a hurry. Who knew he would roll down the stairs. It really wasn't intentional, is Mr. Meng okay now?"

Song Tingyue felt powerless: "He is dead!"

"Ah?" Song's mother turned pale in shock: "Ting Yue, what should I do, I don't want to go to jail..."

"If it's really an accident, you won't go to jail. Don't go anywhere these days, just stay at home."

"I know, I know, I must not go out."

"Ah."

Song Tingyue turned around after making the phone call, and saw Meng Yinyin looking at him with red eyes: "It was your mother who killed my grandfather, and I want your mother to pay for it!"

Song Tingyue pursed his lips: "Yinyin, this was just an accident, and my mother didn't want to."

"Your mother doesn't want to? Hehe, she has already hurt my grandpa once. Because of her nonsense, my grandpa suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and almost failed to be rescued. This time it is her again..."

Meng Yinyin's face was full of tears: "Song Tingyue, I want you to sever ties with your mother, otherwise, I will sever ties with you!"

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