Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

  Chapter 1160 Weak Willow Fufeng (4)

  Liu Jia, who is usually gentle and gentle, lay motionless, looking not pretty.

  Liu Fufeng couldn't tell what she felt, she didn't want to cry, she just felt uncomfortable.

  The people around who originally wanted to comfort her didn't know what to say for a while.

  Liu Fufeng is wearing a high school blue and white school uniform with a high ponytail. She has a youthful face, but she is calm.

  She stretched out her hands to straighten Liu Jia's hair that was stained with mud and blood, took out a tissue to wipe the dirt, and didn't say a word.

  Zhou Yan took a puff of the cigarette and said, "You will live in my house from now on, and I will pay for you to finish college."

   Before Liu Jia died, she entrusted Liu Fufeng to him.

  In the past, when she was still alive, Zhou Yan heard Liu Jia often mention this daughter who came to repay her kindness. Compared with his naughty daughter who didn't like to study, Zhou Yan was envious.

   Unexpectedly, the world is impermanent, Liu Jia would die like this, and Liu Fufeng was entrusted to him.

  Liu Jia’s savings were divided into two, half was left to her parents for retirement, and the other half was left to Liu Fufeng. The house Liu Jia bought was left to the elderly in her family.

   These things, Zhou Yan has not told Liu Fufeng yet.

  Liu Fufeng continued to wipe the dirty things on Liu Jia's body, his voice was slightly hoarse: "How did mother die?"

  Zhou Yan: "Your mother accidentally got sucked into the bottom of the car because she was saving someone. Before she died, she said that if the owner of the car is not held accountable, the owner of the car will be very unlucky..."

  Liu Fufeng: "Have you invited an embalmer?"

  Zhou Yan sized up the female high school student, dazed for a moment, and said, "The undertaker will be here in a while."

  Solence that doesn't match your age.

  He could hardly see the sadness in her face.

  Liu Fufeng tidied Liu Jia's clothes, and continued to ask: "Have you caught anyone?"

  Zhou Yan: "I got it."

   Zhou Yan added: "We will deal with him in accordance with the law. Your mother... died to protect the people. She is a martyr."

  Liu Fufeng took a deep breath, and continued to arrange Liu Jia's clothes with slightly trembling hands: "I know."

  If it happens again, Liu Fufeng knows that Liu Jia will still do it.

  In Liu Jia's eyes, being a policeman is not a profession, but a belief.

   After a while, the undertaker came.

  Liu Fufeng insisted on letting her guide beside her, and she cleaned up Liu Jia's body by herself, at least let her go clean and beautiful.

   She is glorious.

  Under the guidance of the mortician, Liu Fufeng put on makeup for Liu Jia relatively smoothly.

  The next day, Liu Jia's parents came to the police station.

   However, they don't look much sad.

  In the past ten years or so, the relationship between Liu Jia and her parents was not good, and every phone call would be full of fire.

  Liu's father and Liu's mother always thought that Liu Jia was ashamed, Liu Jia could not be ashamed, and Liu Jia was even more ashamed when she divorced. They felt that they were ashamed of Liu Jia's ex-husband, and the more guilty they were, the more they felt ashamed of Liu Jia.

  Face and other people's words are always more important than children's happiness.

   Because of this, Liu Jia seldom goes home and feels at ease, but she still can't let go of her parents, thinking that they are just rigid in some aspects, but they still love her.

  Liu Jia adopted Liu Fufeng, claiming to the outside world that she was her own daughter. Liu Fuliu's mother knew the truth, and she didn't like Liu Fufeng either. I always feel that if it's not my own, I can't get close.

  Father Liu and mother Liu cried a lot at the police station, and then when the property was transferred, Liu Fufeng saw a trace of sadness on their faces.

  Liu Fufeng thought, maybe when someone glanced at her, happiness, anger and sorrow never appeared on their faces.

  The other half of Liu Jia's savings was placed in Zhou Yan's hands.

   Others were transferred to her parents according to Liu Jia's last words.

  (end of this chapter)