C220 (2/2)

”Uncle Yan.” Jane Fan called out to Yan Qirui. Seeing that he did not react, she sat down beside him, picked up a pair of small pants and passed it to him. ”Uncle Yan, our aunt was taken away by us. All of you have been feeling unstable recently. When everyone understands each other, I will bring her back for you. ”

”Why did you bring it back? Let her be sad with me? ” Yan Qili sighed and looked at Jian Fan with clear eyes, ”Xiaofan, the old man is right. The greatest pain in the world is when a white-haired man delivers a black-haired man. Your aunt and I have worked our whole lives to raise a young man into an adult. But now, he had walked on that path and lost his life. No matter how uncomfortable we are, we have to face it alone. ”

”Uncle Yan.” Could it be that you really want to see your aunt get divorced and see her marry someone else? ” Jane Fan was extremely shocked when he heard this.

”She will not marry. She had devoted all her energy to Little Tian. Little Tian was her life. Without Little Tian, her life support would be ruined. How could she talk about marriage? ”Actually, Little Fan, I would rather have your little aunt walk out and marry someone else. That way, her life might be better off.” Yan Qirui looked at Jian Fan with a bitter smile.

”Perhaps, you youngsters won't understand the thoughts of our elders. We have walked together for so many years, and suffered so much. When a great disaster is about to befall you, who should be fighting for life and death, yet I let your little aunt leave? Actually, as long as she can do it well, letting her leave is also a good choice. ” Yan Qirui sighed.

He turned around and looked at the two young men who were stunned, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a faint smile, ”Xiaofan, you don't need to feel any pressure. Time will make everything better. We will slowly forget the small days, and even if we can't forget, we will gradually adapt to this kind of life. As long as we are still alive, we will have hope, right? ”

”It's getting late. I won't send you off. I'm going to buy cloth for Little Tian and have him design clothes for the doll. ” Yan Qirui walked Jane Fan to the door, exchanged a few words of greeting with them, then closed the door and went downstairs. Jian Fan and Ling Chen stood upstairs and watched him leave. After a long time, they finally let out a long sigh.

Perhaps, back then when Qian killed Yan Shaotian, it really wasn't a good thing.

Shi Qian brought Pan Wenfang directly to the suburban orphanage. There were a lot of children in the orphanage, and every one of them had a bright smile on their face. Because Pan Wenfang and Jane Fan had once cared for them, they only had laughter in their eyes, not the sadness of being abandoned.

Pan Wenfang looked at the kids and thought about Yan Shaotian more and more.

Tears welled up in her eyes. She really wanted to smash her head into the car and kill herself so that she could see Yan Shaotian.

However, Shi Qian didn't give her the opportunity to do so. Instead, he pulled her out of the car and walked among the children.

”Little cuticles, look, who's come to see you?” As soon as he appeared, a large group of children surrounded him. Many of the children had seen Pan Wenfang before. When they saw her, they immediately surrounded her and called her mother, grandma, and auntie.

Moreover, they were still insisting that Pan Wenfang play with them. Pan Wenfang had no other choice but to play with them. It wasn't until it was getting dark that she was exhausted and took the car.

”Actually, Ms. Pan, you know better than I do. Even if Yan Shaotian is brought back, the only thing waiting for him will be the death penalty. ” Shi Qian drove, slowing down his tone as he spoke, as if to take care of Pan Wenfang's mood.

After playing with the child for the whole afternoon, Pan Wenfang's depressed mood improved a little. However, when she heard Yan Shaotian's name, her face darkened again.

”Are you saying that killing Little Tian was not wrong?” Pan Wenfang looked at him angrily.

”I was wrong. But the mistake was not to let Yan Shaotian die, but to not bring him to justice through legal means. According to the Constitution of the People's Republic of China, Yan Shaotian's crimes were enough to kill him hundreds of times over. And he was shot right in front of you. That way, will you feel better? ”

”What you want is for Yan Shaotian to die? Or do you want him to die in front of you? ” He knew that his methods at that time weren't good, but now, Pan Wenfang's reaction was too big.

”Of course not!” Pan Wenfang answered firmly, ”If you bring Little Tian back in accordance with the procedure, he won't die!”

”Is that so? I don't think so. ” Chi-qian retorted, ”Ms. Pan, Director Yan is not a man who abuses his power. You want to use your own abilities to help Yan Shaotian escape punishment, that is simply impossible. ”

”How is that impossible?” Pan Wenfang retorted, then looked at her with a faint smile. She only played a melodious song after she finished speaking.

The melody of the song was very beautiful, as if it was reminiscing about the past. Pan Wenfang closed her eyes gloomily as tears fell from her eyes. Only then did she admit that what she couldn't accept was not that she hadn't seen Yan Shaotian once, but that her indulgence and Yan Qirui's strict treatment had pushed Yan Shaotian to the edge of death.

If she had kept a close eye on Shaotian, if Yan Qirui had been so good at guiding, perhaps they would not have reached this step.