Ling Qiao'er stared at the faces of the two people at the wedding and was instantly stunned.

Ah Jin and Your Majesty!

"Is this a recent video?"

"What?! This is a video from fifty years ago..."

Fifty years ago.

After get off work that day, Ling Qiao'er looked up information about the Murong Group and the Di Group from fifty years ago.

Many of them were blocked and couldn't be found. In the end, I searched for the official account and kept searching until I saw Murong Jin's face and Di Junlan's appearance.

His face lit up with excitement. "It's them, isn't it?"

The final investigation revealed that Di Junlan had passed away several years ago, and the former head of the Murong family had passed away not long ago.

Looking at that aged face, the image of the old lady who had asked me to help her pick up her glasses suddenly popped into my mind...

Especially the look in her eyes, "Thank you, young lady."

"You're welcome, I have to go for my interview."

"May all your wishes come true."

The next day, she received the interview results from Murong Group.

When Ling Qiao'er came to her senses again, she was already in tears.

...

Bai Lingzi stroked his beard, "Grandpa Bai."

"Don't worry, they've gone to a very good place." He should also find a chance to die, otherwise he might not be able to keep up with them.

...

"Sister, will you always stay with me?"

"Um."

"Lifetimes after life?"

"Forever and ever."

...

Linglan: "Murong Jin, can't you even look at me one more time?"

"Is it okay to watch it for a lifetime?"

Linglan: "You...you...it's not impossible, but you, you're not allowed to go back on your word."

Okay~~

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over.