Chapter 597 The Whole World Has Become a Grave

Her voice was hoarse and low, making those who heard it sad.

The onlookers took pictures with their mobile phones.

"Isn't she Shen Qianshu?"

"Yes, she is Shen Qianshu. What is her relationship with Ye Ling?"

"Shen Qianshu and Ye Ling are having an affair. Didn't you hear what she just said about her being her fiancée?"

"It's really pitiful. Ye Ling died before she married Ye Ling, otherwise she would have inherited Ye Ling's inheritance."

"Why are you so vicious?"

"Isn't it true? Ye Ling has a net worth of hundreds of billions. If she marries him, won't she inherit his inheritance? What use can a fiancée do? If Ye Ling dies, she will get nothing. It's all in vain."

"Ye Ling's bones are not yet cold, so please don't say a word."

"No matter what you say about little fairy, I will fight you to the death!"

The comments from others stung Shen Qianshu's heart. How ironic. After a person dies, the bystanders only care about his inheritance. He is dead, so what's the use of his inheritance.

His people are her greatest asset in this life.

She doesn't believe that Ye Ling is dead. He doesn't believe that the scorched corpse is Ye Ling. He never believes it!

Shen Qianshu forcefully ordered himself to cheer up, and walked towards the charred corpse regardless of the obstruction of others. The corpse was beyond recognition, about the same height as Ye Ling, and could not be identified because it was charred.

"This is not Ye Ling, it is definitely not Ye Ling!"

Suddenly, something caught her attention. Shen Qianshu squatted down slowly, as if in slow motion, and saw a Lalima stone in the hand of the charred corpse. The round little fat heart was unique. The acacia bean had been charred, and the Sansheng Rope had been burned. Only the energy stone was left, lying alone next to the body. Shen Qianshu's eyes went dark, and she remembered that day when she was basking in the sun.

Shen Qianshu held his wrist, put it to her lips, and kissed him gently. The Sansheng rope was in his wrist, which was very beautiful and beautiful. Shen Qianshu felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction. She pointed at Lalima Fat Heart and said, "Sir, how nice of you to wear my heart on your hand!"

Ye Ling said, "As long as I live, he will be in my hands."

Shen Qianshu's eyesight went dark and she almost fainted. Someone slapped her coldly on the face, shattering her sweet dream and it would never come back together. She always felt that this was a scam. How could Ye Ling die so easily? This was definitely a scam. She cooperated well with Zhong Ran and did the best for this scene. She had mentally constructed herself countless times. Zhong Ran must have deceived her. As long as he deceived her, he could deceive everyone. Zhong Ran's tears and sadness must be fake. She tried her best to tell herself.

All this is false.

In broad daylight, with so many people in full view, there must be enough drama.

Until she saw the stone.

The stone she gave to Ye Ling.

She said to Ye Ling, this is my heart.

Ye Ling said, as long as I live, he will be in my hands.

Even if Ye Ling was trying to pull a scam, he would not destroy the bracelet.

"gentlemen……"

She suddenly felt a bit fishy and sweet in her throat, and her vision turned black. Mu Yuan hurriedly walked over and half hugged her, "Miss Shen, you..."

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Shen Qianshu's lips, and his whole body was sluggish and unresponsive.

Her world is filled with wind and snow, and her lover is separated by yin and yang.

The whole world has become a tomb.