Chapter 3017 The Person Who Loves Her the Most Is Gone (2)

She had no sympathy for him, no mercy at all.

However, when she actually saw Huang Qichao die in front of her, her heart was still indescribably complicated.

Chen Jun stepped forward, reached out to pull her back into his arms, and raised his hand to hold her cheek.

Looking at her, he said in a deep voice, "I still have something to do. I need to go back to the city hall first. I'll ask Langfeng to take you home first. Have a good rest and don't think too much. I'll take care of everything."

Huang Ying nodded silently.

Chen Jun hugged her tightly, pulled her outside, put her in the car, and then drove to the prison where Huang Qichao was previously held with a sullen face.

Langfeng sent Huang Ying back to the villa.

Huang Ying whispered thank you, stretched out her hand to open the car door and got out of the car.

"Miss Huang, wait a moment."

Langfeng stopped her from behind, turned around, took out a box from the trunk of the car, and stepped forward to hand it to her.

"This is what your mother left for you when I went to Huang's house to look for something."

Huang Ying took it with slightly trembling hands, "Thank you, Brother Langfeng."

Langfeng looked at her sad look, raised his hand and patted her shoulder gently, "Go back and rest quickly."

Huang Ying nodded, mechanically raised her legs and returned to the bedroom upstairs.

The boxes on the floor and the clothes on the bed had already been packed away, probably because Chen Jun had hired someone from the housekeeping department.

With trembling hands, he opened the small box in his hand.

Inside the mahogany box lay a pair of earrings, a ring and a thin necklace.

These jewelry were bought when Long Xinyi and Huang Qichao got married twenty years ago. At that time, Huang Qichao was still a poor boy and had no money to buy these.

It was Long Xinyi who gave him her own money to buy their wedding rings.

In the past, she had always envied the relationship between her parents. There was no worldly view of money. The two of them shared joys and sorrows and supported each other.

But now that I think about it, how ironic all of this is.

She once envied that all the happiness was just a scam from beginning to end.

Underneath the jewelry was a small red book. Huang Ying reached out and took it out, opened it and looked at it. It was a bank passbook.

A small note fell out of the passbook.

There is only a simple sentence above, Yingying, mother leaves these to you, live a good life.

Looking at those simple words, Huang Ying's face instantly burst into tears.

She had no way of knowing under what circumstances Long Xinyi left these things and in what mood she left this note.

Perhaps at that time, she had discovered clues about Huang Qichao.

She was afraid that something would happen to her, and that Huang Qichao would abuse her in the future, so she made plans for her in advance.

Leave these things behind so that she can live a good life.

Feeling the strong maternal love between the lines, Huang Ying only hated herself for not asking more questions when her mother and Huang Qichao had a quarrel.

I just regretted why I didn't realize something was wrong earlier and didn't find a way to rescue her earlier.

Holding the small box in her hands, she cried like a child.

Tears blurred his vision.

She seemed to have returned to that rainy night, when she was covered in injuries, holding her mother's urn, and was driven out of the house by Huang Qichao and Zhao Fei.

Sitting on the street in heavy rain.

Except for herself, there was no one in this world who could love and care for her without any regrets.

The person who loved her most in the world was gone.

She already has nothing left!