Zhou Jiwen looked at Zhou Jiyun, who had a smile on his face, and his eyes fell on Xie Jing, unable to move away for a long time. After a long time, he whispered: "Zhou Jiyun, I really envy you."

"You've been so lucky in both of your lives."

"Why...why can't ginger tea..."

Zhou Jiyun didn't want to say anything more to Zhou Jiwen. He squeezed Xie Jing's hand and said, "Let's go."

Zhou Jida jumped off the stool: "Wait for me..."

When he was near the door, Zhou Jida suddenly turned his head and mouthed: "Fang Qin."

Zhou Jiwen saw it, but he didn't say anything at the moment. He just fell into silence after everyone left. He still couldn't figure out why he had failed miserably in both of his lives.

In his previous life, he had killed Zhou Jiyun, but just as Zhou Jida had said, Zhou Jiyun had just died when he was hit by a car and died. And in this life, he had clearly been reborn, but he still ended up like this.

Sure enough, he was no match for Zhou Jiyun in every aspect.

And there was his biological mother Fang Qin. If he didn't die, Zhou Jida would kill her, even though Fang Qin had already divorced Zhou Zhida. Zhou Jiwen understood that only one of him and Fang Qin could survive.

He had never done anything for her before, and instead made her a laughing stock. But even so, when he became like this, only Fang Qin would shed a few tears for him.

So be it, there was nothing left in this world to linger on. Zhou Jiwen's pride wouldn't allow him to live in prison again after recovering.

After leaving Zhou Jiwen's ward, Xie Jing and Zhou Jiwen went to see Grandpa Zhou again. Zhou Jida naturally went with them, but this time the old man didn't let him stay, nor did he ask him why he did so.

He is old, so what can he do even if he knows the reason?

Therefore, Mr. Zhou’s current attitude towards Zhou Jida is to turn a blind eye.

Zhou Jida had no intention of staying in front of the old man any longer. Seeing Xie Jing and Zhou Jiyun leave, he took two quick steps and grabbed the hem of Zhou Jiyun's coat. Zhou Jiyun lowered his eyes and looked at him: "What's the matter?"

"A little bit," Zhou Jida smiled flatteringly, "Brother, can you send me back to the old house? Or if you don't want to go back to the old house, I can live across the street from you."

Zhou Jiyun turned his head to look at Xie Jing: "What do you think?"

"I don't care," Xie Jing really didn't care: "As long as he doesn't hang around in front of me."

"Thank you, sister-in-law. You are the kindest person in the world." Zhou Jida kept flattering her, and even said that he was a little jealous of Zhou Jiyun. Why didn't God let him be born twenty years earlier?

Who would have cared about Zhou Jiyun at that time?

Xie Jing just raised her eyebrows slightly: "You guys aren't going to the company this afternoon?"

Zhou Jiyun held her hand and said, "No, it's the first day of work, and there's nothing important to do. Besides, the Spring Festival holidays are really tiring. I want to take a good rest this afternoon."

Xie Jing nodded: "It's time to take a break. I feel more tired when I'm resting than when I'm working normally."

"This year is a special case, it will be fine in the future." Zhou Jiyun held Xie Jing's hand tightly, and when he looked at Zhou Jida again, his tone was not so gentle: "Then come back to the city with me. Can you take care of yourself?"

"Don't worry, big brother, I will take good care of myself." Zhou Jida would naturally not be picky. He just wanted to cling to Zhou Jiyun's thigh. Who said that Zhou Jiyun was the only one in the whole family who had a good impression of him?

Back in the city, Zhou Jida was playing on the computer in the study across the street. To others, it looked like he was just playing, but only Zhou Jiyun knew otherwise. After all, having once taken over Zhou Jiyun's family business, Zhou Jida knew how to run a company.

Therefore, when Zhou Jiyun was resting, Zhou Jida handled all the company emails. As for Zhou Jiyun, he had a good sleep, which could be said to be the best sleep he had ever had since his break.

Although he lived in the Yun family and had his own house in the capital, he was more familiar with this place. Now that he was back in his own territory, Zhou Jiyun felt completely relaxed.

Xie Jing came over to check on Zhou Jiyun twice during the meal, but Zhou Jiyun was sleeping soundly, not alert as usual. After caressing Zhou Jiyun's face lovingly, Xie Jing yawned and fell asleep beside him without realizing it.

Unfortunately, peaceful and harmonious days are short-lived. Just after Zhou Zhida was executed on the ninth day of the lunar year, Zhou Jiwen committed suicide the next day. Upon hearing the news, Zhou Jiyun couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "So soon?"

Brother Fan said softly, "Yes, the medical examiner has been here and confirmed it was suicide. The time of death was around two in the morning."

Zhou Jiyun sighed: "I know, please keep an eye on it."

Brother Fan also sighed: "Now it's finally calm, right?"

Zhou Jiyun: "Not necessarily. We don't know what Fang Qin will do. If this woman goes crazy, no one will know."

Brother Fan thought about it and said: "Then I'll keep an eye on her first."

Zhou Jiwen's death was a huge blow to Mr. Zhou, and even more so to Fang Qin. When Zhou Jiwen was about to be sent to the funeral home, Fang Qin hugged Zhou Jiwen's body and cried and refused to let go.

Butler Zhong stood aside, feeling bad as he watched the sick, some dying, and some crying. A family that had once been happy and complete was now falling apart.

No matter how heartbroken Fang Qin was, Zhou Jiwen was already dead, and since he was dead, everything had to go according to procedure. Because Zhou Jiwen and Zhou Zhida had both committed crimes, Zhou Jiyun's funeral for them was also exceptionally simple.

Of course, there were even fewer people coming to pay their respects, after all, it wasn't a good reputation to have anything to do with criminals.

At the funeral, Zhou Jida looked at the Zhou family members coming and going and said, "I didn't expect that you would hold a funeral for them, brother. If it were me, I would scatter all the bodies into the rivers, lakes and seas."

Zhou Jiyun said casually: "Don't pollute the environment."

Zhou Jida suppressed his laughter and thought Zhou Jiyun's words were really wonderful. He sighed: "Grandpa is sick again. I remember that he was still very strong at this time."

Zhou Jiyun: "He must be heartbroken. His beloved second wife was completely wiped out. How could he not be seriously ill?"

Zhou Jida sighed: "I just can't figure it out. You said he knew about you before... and then he followed you. Now it's Zhou Zhida and Zhou Jiwen, do you think he will just..."

Zhou Jiyun: "Who knows? As long as Jingjing and I are living well now, that's enough."

As he spoke, he glanced at Xie Jing, who also looked up at him. They looked at each other, curled their lips slightly, and then both restrained their smiles and concentrated on today's funeral.

Zhou Jida shook his head and said, "I thought Fang Qin was so sad that she would definitely attend today's funeral."

"She loves Zhou Jida, but she cares more about her reputation." Zhou Jiyun said bluntly: "Having a murderer as her ex-husband is already embarrassing enough, and Zhou Jiwen hasn't brought her any good reputation."