Huo Mian held her mother's hand tightly, feeling that there was no warmth in her mother's fingers...
No matter how resentful she was, she once loved Huo Zhenghai deeply, so she must be feeling very uncomfortable at this moment, right
Yang Meirong staggered and took several steps back.
My heels were unsteady and I almost fell...
Fortunately, Huo Mian had quick eyesight and quick hands, and immediately helped her...
"Mom... are you okay?"
"How could...how could...?" Yang Meirong choked up.
"Mom... He is not in good health to begin with, and now that his business has been sidelined and all the power is in Huo Siqian's hands, he may be in a hurry..."
Huo Mian comforted...
"This old immortal... He is so lucky... He didn't suffer much before he left... He still owes me so much. I thought I could see the more miserable scenes of his later years so that I could ridicule him, but he didn't Didn’t give me a chance.”
Yang Meirong said innocently...
"Mom... I saw him yesterday."
"Have you met him?" Yang Meirong was a little surprised.
Huo Mian nodded, "Well, when I went to see him yesterday, his mental state was not good. He kept taking nutritional fluids and couldn't eat anything..."
"Then did he say anything to you?"
"Say I'm sorry."
"What's the use of talking about this now?" Yang Meirong sat on the sofa and wiped her tears.
Huo Mian took out the jade ring from her bag and handed it to her mother...
"This is...?" Yang Meirong looked at the ring but hesitated.
"This is something he carries with him. He asked me to hand it over to you, saying that I might as well leave you a thought."
"Damn guy... He won't let anyone live in peace even if he dies. Who wants to remember him?"
Yang Meirong cried harder and took the jade finger ring while crying...
It seemed that he still couldn't accept the news that Huo Zhenghai was dead.
"I will go to the funeral with Qin Chu tomorrow. Do you want to go with me?" Huo Mian asked softly.
Yang Meirong was silent, just crying...
"It doesn't matter if you send him on his last journey, or if he dies...let's forget all the past events, Mom."
"Well, I'll go with you." In the end, I don't know if it was Huo Mian's words that had an effect, or Yang Meirong's own thought.
She nodded and said she would go to the funeral with them...
Early the next morning, Huo Zhenghai went to the funeral
A long queue came out of the Huo family's main house...
As the eldest son, Huo Siqian walked at the front holding his father's portrait...
Behind him were Huo Mian and Huo Yanyan, both wearing white mourning cloths on their heads.
Huo Mian actually had no obligation to take Xiaobu to the funeral for Huo Zhenghai... After all, she was not his daughter in the first place.
But outsiders didn't know Huo Mian's life experience, so she still had to attend as Huo Zhenghai's daughter.
Jiang Hong looked sad. She was supported by two maids and walked slowly.
Qin Chu has been taking care of Yang Meirong, carefully...
The weather today is particularly good. Although it is very cold, we can see the long-lost blue sky and white clouds.
Everyone was wearing black clothes and marching from the old house to the cemetery.
A hundred black luxury cars were dispatched, which can be regarded as a sight to behold...
What was rare was that Song Yashi also came, following Huo Siqian.
Her face was expressionless. She didn't care about Huo Mian, even if many people died.
But the media has to worry about it, so my father is right, you have to pretend for a while.
Song Yishi and Huo Mian's eyes met. She turned her head away, ignoring Huo Mian, and had no intention of speaking.
Huo Mian didn't bother to talk to her...
In this way, a group of people sent Huo Zhenghai's body to Beishan Cemetery...
Drop him next to the elders of the Huo family, which is the ancestral grave of the Huo family.
By the time I finished my work, it was already noon...
Huo Siqian opened hundreds of tables at a five-star hotel, entertained guests, and had a funeral banquet.
Huo Mian was really in no mood, so she and Qin Chu sent her mother home and took half a day off to rest.
Qin Chu then went to the company after seeing Huo Mian off.
Huo Mian fainted all afternoon at Nanshan Castle, and it was almost dark when she woke up.
She put on her nightgown and went downstairs to warm herself in front of the fireplace...
The north wind in late winter can no longer be described as cold, it should be said to be freezing to death.
The heating in Nanshan Castle is sufficient, but the living room is still a little cold because it is too big.
Huo Mian was sitting in front of the fireplace, warming herself by the fire and drinking milk. Suddenly, her cell phone rang.
She opened it and saw a WeChat message from Jiang Xiaowei. She said - Xiaomian, Su Yu is back. Previous chapter←Chapter list→Next chapter Add bookmark→TXT download New book recommendation: Super Floating City The Ancient God King