"Qing … Qing … Qingchen …" Yang Yazhi's face turned pale in an instant.
How could it be, how could she appear, she had clearly …
She didn't know why, but she could see Yang Yazhi's face changing like rain.
"What's wrong?" Luo Qing Chen came forward and leaned against the cenotaph. She narrowed her eyes as she looked at Yang Ya Zhi and said, "Didn't little mom just cry over my death, why don't you look happy at all seeing that I'm still alive?"
The people standing on both sides swallowed their saliva, looked at each other, and didn't dare to say a word.
After all, an hour ago, all of them saw with their own eyes that she breathed her last in the hospital.
Five minutes later, the doctor announced her death, and then pushed her body into the morgue.
Now, less than an hour later, she was standing in front of them.
Except for some bloodstains on her body, there was no wound at all.
"I … You …" Yang Yazhi took a deep breath, using all her strength to control her breathing, "That doctor is too much … Qingchen, you are clearly still alive, but he said you have already …"
"How do you know I'm still alive?"
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In an instant, Yang Yazhi staggered back, and the 'relatives' standing on both sides didn't feel the need to retreat.
Everyone's face looked extremely ugly, the girl in front of them was completely different from the girl who first came to Luo Family.
Although her appearance didn't change, the tone of voice and the expression between her eyebrows were very different.
Lazily leaning on the cenotaph, hands in the pockets of the denim shirt, the shirt inside was still bleeding.
The warm light through the window shone on her snow-white skin.
Only to see her eyelashes fluttering, the corner of her mouth outlined a very faint smile, "Don't worry, I'm not a ghost."
"Phew —" The next second, Yang Yazhi took a long breath, looked at her and said, "Qingchen, it's good that you're okay, quickly go take a bath and change clothes! Housekeeper — "
"Madam." A man wearing a coffee-colored plaid suit and gold-rimmed glasses came forward, "Madam, what's your order?"
"Hurry up and deal with these cenotaphs. Also, take down all the white flowers, white cloth, and white lanterns at the entrance." Yang Yazhi tried her best to calm her tone and said, "Miss has already returned. Don't keep these things, lest they bring bad luck."
In an instant, Luo Qingchen gently flipped her slightly curly long hair, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said with a chuckle, "Then I'll leave the rest to my stepmother and brothers and sisters. I'm going to have a good rest after going through the gates of hell."
"Qingchen, go and rest!" Luo Xue's mouth twitched as she looked at her with a fake smile, "Just leave the rest of the trivial matters to Big Brother and Big Sister."
Second Madam's daughter, Rosa, echoed, "That's right, that's right! You need to drink more water and rest more. When we're done here, we'll go to your room to see you. "
Luo Qingchen didn't respond. Instead, she turned around and walked towards the stairs of the villa.
This man named Luo Banshan married a total of four wives. The first two wives gave birth to a daughter, and the third wife gave birth to a son.
The last wife, Yang Yazhi, didn't give birth to a son or a daughter for Luo Banshan before Luo Banshan passed away.
These eyes didn't seem to be good people …
It seemed that rich people having too many wives was also a very troublesome thing.
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