She said, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Suddenly, Lai Baibai cried and said, "You have to be conscience." As he said that, he hummed.

She thought to herself: "The ages of these two cannot be compared! A strong youth means a strong country. Don't you understand?"

Hua Yingying said in tears: "She is under rescue!"

She said, thinking to herself, "I'm really scared of this voice and this scene."

The other end was also implementing the Confucian law of closeness and replied crying: "Lai Huahua is dead!"

After she finished speaking, she hung up her phone.

However, Hua Yingying was still shocked by this sentence, and her phone fell on the white floor tiles.

The train that was like life was whizzing away until it disappeared from a distant place.

She thought to herself: "One night, this may be a two-person life! This is even more serious than a terrorist attack. This incident happened to our Hua family!"

Hua Wuque said: "How can she accept it! My aunt!"

He thought to himself, "Actually, I have thought of this a long time ago and have not done that."

He sighed and thought to himself: "This matter is really messy. Even if my father handles it, it is now out of order."

Hua Yingying still lowered her head and picked up her phone, saying lightly: "I'm not Yue Fei when I get rid of the mountaintop from scratch!"

She said, smirking self-deprecatingly.

She tries her hair and thinks to herself: "What's wrong with my Hua family? The gentleman's greed, can it be killed for a lifetime? I really can't figure it out!"

"Is family style really that important? Where did the Hua family style go? Where did the Bai family style go? I really don't know!" Thinking of it, she couldn't help but shake her head.

At this time, Hua Li Bai, carrying Lai Huahua's body, met Lai Baibai on the side of the road.

He didn't say a word and quietly opened the car door.

He wiped his face and thought to himself: "What did you do wrong? I was going to let them inherit everything about Lai Yin."

"However, now, I'm speechless." Thinking of this, he leaned his head against the black steering wheel and closed his eyes gently.

That seemed to be silent for her death inexplicably.

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