Huo Yunchen sneered, "I remember you had a falling out with my grandfather ten years ago. We haven't interacted with each other for ten years. Why did you come to play the role of brotherly love after my grandfather passed away? Who invited you? You're here? Is it him? A mixed-race seed of unknown origin is not worthy of standing in the mourning hall of my Huo family, and there is absolutely no need for anyone to interfere in the family affairs of my Huo family."
Huo Yunchen refused to give in and looked at Mr. Long with sharp eyes.
Bai looked at them gently, his fists clenched and covered with sweat.
Mr. Long and Huo Yunchen looked at each other for a long time, then suddenly pushed and pointed at Huo Yunchen's nose and shouted: "You're a good boy."
Liu Mo nervously stepped forward to protect Huo Yunchen, and many bodyguards also took out telescopic sticks and surrounded him with murderous intent.
The people on Lord Long's side also gathered around aggressively, and the tension between the two sides reached its peak. Any slightest move could cause a catastrophic fight.
Bai Qingqing had only seen this kind of scene in movies before, and never thought that one day he would be able to witness it. It was really scary.
Her heart was in her throat. What if she hurt her husband during the fight
She couldn't let them fight.
If she goes directly to persuade her, both parties will be angry and will not give her a good look.
On the contrary, it made things worse. She was really panicked and confused.
In desperation, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the huge black and white photo of Mr. Huo's death, and I suddenly felt sad.
He plopped down and knelt down in front of Mr. Huo's soul.
While kowtowing and crying:
"Grandpa, why did you just leave like that? Yunchen knew that you liked chocolate, and he went to make chocolates for you and brought them back. But why didn't you wait for him? Why didn't you give him a chance? Give you chocolate? Do you know how sad he is when you leave so soon? He usually doesn't say anything, but he is always in love with you. He hasn't eaten or even drank a sip of water for several days. I just want to rush back to see you one last time. Although he never says anything, he always loves you deeply in his heart. You must give him a dream and tell him that you don't blame him. Otherwise, he should. Sad."
While talking and crying, he took out the chocolates from his pocket and threw them into the brazier and burned them together with the paper money.
The funeral hall, which was originally filled with the smell of gunpowder, was suddenly affected by her weeping, compassionate and sad crying voice.
Because her cries made everyone realize that this was a funeral. They came to pay homage to their deceased friends and relatives, not to disturb the deceased's rest.
Then the atmosphere gradually changed subtly. The elders who were dissatisfied with Huo Yunchen looked compassionate.
He stepped forward to offer incense to Mr. Huo, bowed, and the family members thanked him.
This is how a funeral should be
Huo Yunchen's face was gloomy and his eyes were cold. He silently turned around and knelt down next to his wife.
Seeing this scene, it seems that even if you want to make a fuss, you can't.
Master Long frowned and glared at Lu Zhinian, who hurriedly lowered his head to avoid it.
Everyone bowed and left. Mr. Long had no interest in staying any longer, so he waved his sleeves and left.
Before leaving, he gave Lu Zhinian a meaningful look, and Lu Zhinian quickly bowed and said goodbye.
Huo Yunchen turned his gaze to Lu Zhinian and said coldly and mockingly: "Lu Zhinian, the audience at the theater has all left, why don't you leave?"
Lu Zhinian looked at Huo Yunchen and curled his lips coldly, and said in a cold tone: "I will come back."
Then he turned around indifferently and strode away.
A hint of sadness could be seen in the back, and he was clearly relaxed.
The mourning hall finally returned to silence, leaving only their family and no one else.
Huo Yunchen stood up, offered incense sticks to his grandfather, and kowtowed three times to his grandfather seriously.
He knelt there for a long time without saying a word or moving.
Bai Qingqing kept kneeling with him. If he didn't get up, she wouldn't move either.
Shen Qingyue asked Huo Zhien to persuade him several times, but Huo Zhien went there several times without success.
In the end, Shen Qingyue could only take action personally.
"Son, get up quickly. Your body won't be able to bear it if you kneel down like this after catching a flight for so long."
"If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about your wife. She won't be able to stand a woman kneeling here with you."
"Why are you so stubborn, kid? Your grandfather has passed away, and he will never come back if you kneel down."
Shen Qingyue's mouth watered as she spoke, but Huo Yunchen still knelt down unshakable.
Still silent, no one knew what he was thinking.
Shen Qingyue's eyes met Bai Qingqing's several times, wanting to talk to her, but Bai Qingqing avoided her sight.
She will not forgive her. Who can forgive a murderer who hurt his mother
She didn't blame her, she had thought clearly during this time.
As long as she and her son are fine, she is willing to stay far away from her.
It was just that they didn't expect that Mr. Huo would die suddenly, so they met again in such a scene.
Unable to persuade them, Shen Qingyue shook her head and sighed, and simply knelt down next to her son.
If you don’t want to kneel down, then just kneel down.
Let’s see who can’t use it up first.
When Huo Zhien saw that his wife came over and did not persuade his son, but instead knelt down with his son and his wife, he felt uncomfortable and knelt down too.
Bai Qingqing had been on the plane for so long, had no jet lag, and hadn't eaten much. Kneeling here for a few more hours was really unbearable.
But Huo Yunchen didn't seem to care about her feelings at all, and didn't even look at her during the whole process.
If it were in the past, he would never let himself kneel like this.
But now, he seems to have seen her existence at all.
The deceased is gone, is it really okay to feel so guilty, blame yourself, and punish yourself like this
Thinking about this, I felt a little aggrieved, wanted to cry, felt hungry, and felt dizzy.
I couldn't hold on any longer, and I fainted as soon as my vision went dark.
"Yun Chen, hurry up, your wife has fainted. Send her to the room quickly and ask the doctor to come and take a look." Shen Qingyue was so nervous that she quickly pushed her son.
Huo Yunchen finally glanced at Bai Qingqing, and that look was particularly complicated.
Liu Mo was so complicated that he almost wanted to cry.
"Liu Yu, send young lady back to Yun Qingyuan."
Liu Yu came over immediately when she heard the shouting, and left quietly with Bai on her back, not daring to stay for a moment longer.
Shen Qingyue was dumbfounded by her son's cold attitude towards his wife, and watched in disbelief as Liu Yu left with Bai Qingqing behind her back.
It took him a while to react, and he pushed his son and asked sternly: "Huo Yunchen, what do you mean? That's your wife, why did you let the bodyguard send her away? What's your attitude? You didn't treat her like this before? Why? Did you become like this after a trip to Europe? Did you meet a new lover? Please explain it clearly to me."
Not only Shen Qingyue found it incredible, but Huo Zhien also found it incredible and asked him worriedly:
"Son, nothing happened in Europe, right?"
Huo Yunchen sat down, coldly lowered his eyebrows and rubbed his numb and sore knees.
Yun Danfeng asked lightly: "Who was present when grandpa died?"
The two old men became even more anxious when they saw their son deliberately changing the topic.
"Don't mention grandpa's matter first, let's talk about you and Bai Qingqing first. What's wrong with you two?"
Shen Qingyue asked anxiously.
Huo Yunchen avoided answering, and he didn't know how to answer.
Before leaving country Z, he saw the test report and the blood test was positive, which meant that he was infected with an unknown virus.
(End of chapter)