The He family held a grand funeral for He Danhai.
When He Danhai was half dead in the hospital, the He family ignored him. He was dead, but they made a fuss about He Danhai, a dead man. The He family wanted Ge Nan's line, and used He Danhai's Song Ci was ordered to back down.
Celebrities gathered on the day of the funeral, which can be called a huge gathering of the upper class.
Xie Letian was also present. He sat next to He Ling in the second row. He Ling was crying all the time. She and He Danhai were siblings of the same mother. Except for her, no one else at the funeral felt sad for He Shanhai. Sorry.
He Yuansheng cried bitterly and talked about the heart-wrenching pain of losing his beloved son. The people off the court, probably including himself, were all indifferent.
They are all waiting for the real protagonist of this funeral.
Song Ci arrived late, and his car did not arrive at the funeral until it was almost dark in the evening.
The He family, where the funeral was held, lit up the lights early. From a distance, the flowers were blooming like a brocade and the lights were shining brightly. Song Ci felt a little itchy, and wanted to set fire to it, and burned the whole place clean with one torch.
"Director, please get out of the car." The attendant opened the door for him.
Sitting in the car, Song Ci frowned slightly. The smell outside was very messy, and the smell of perfume from countless people wafted in, making Song Ci faintly nauseous. He suddenly thought of Xie Letian, and looked down at the handkerchief in his chest pocket. After thinking about it, forget it, it's too scary not to have a handkerchief in the pocket of the suit.
Song Ci got out of the car and asked his attendants to give him a cigarette, and the white smoke rose up, making him feel a little better.
Letian stayed at the funeral for almost half a day, and he was almost unable to hold on anymore. His head hurt and his chest was stuffy. There were too many people. Xie Letian was also a figure in both political and business circles. He had countless "friends" who came to join him Saying hello, Le Tian's face turned so pale that the puppet-like entourage behind him reminded him.
It's a pity that Le Tian has suffered all afternoon just to see Song Ci, but he hasn't seen him yet.
The system was moved by his spirit of facing up to difficulties, thinking that if Lotte had used this spirit of catching the male lead to complete the task, he would have been the No. 1 guardian by now.
Song Ci ran into Xie Letian head-on without walking a few steps after getting out of the car.
Xie Letian's face was astonishingly pale, almost draining the vitality from his body, his face was as cold as jade, but when he saw Song Ci, Xie Letian immediately showed a smile on his face, "Prisoner Song."
"Thank you, Chairman." Song Ci said, and he realized that his voice was too low, almost like a whisper, only he could hear it, and he didn't say it a second time, but strode forward to greet him.
Xie Letian pulled out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose the moment Song Ci approached, and Song Ci held a cigarette, the smell of which was very choking.
"Why does Chairman Xie look like he's about to die?" Song Ci slowly took a puff of cigarette.
Xie Letian covered his mouth and nose, only showing a pair of eyes, Song Ci noticed that although Xie Letian looked sluggish, his eyes were surprisingly bright like cold stars.
"I can't die yet," Xie Letian said lightly, "Thank you Warden Song for the gift you gave me."
Song Ci smiled politely, "It's nothing to worry about, we are friends."
Xie Letian swayed, and then fell forward without warning. Because Song Ci was standing in front of him, his forehead directly hit Song Ci's hard chest. Song Ci's chest was like cast iron, thank you Lotte couldn't help hissing.
Song Ci was indeed like an iron wall, motionless, and took another puff of cigarette calmly, "Chairman Xie threw himself into his arms so quickly, isn't the progress a bit too fast?"
None of the attendants behind Xie Letian moved, and without Xie Letian's order, they did not dare to step forward to help.
"Prisoner Song..." Xie Letian said slowly, "Please help me."
Song Ci smiled softly, reached out to hold Xie Letian's arm, and pushed him straight like a tumbler. The cigarette ash from his fingertips fell a little on Xie Letian's suit. Song Ci frowned, and stretched out his hand to dust it off. He himself has a cleanliness habit. But don't care about others, but Xie Letian is also very clean, he doesn't like clean things to get dirty.
"Thank you." Xie Letian said calmly, and wobbled to his feet.
Song Ci twirled his fingers, Xie Letian's arm was very thin, and the dead branch was covered with a layer of skin that was not plump, soft and not elastic, Song Ci suddenly lost interest, "You're welcome." Passing by Xie Letian's side, directly He went to He Zhai.
Xie Letian turned around, he didn't leave.
The hall of He Zhai was set up as a temporary mourning hall. The guests were dressed in solemn black suits, and the three or three couples were communicating with the deceased with sad expressions.
Song Ci stopped at the door, looked up at He Danhai's photo.
He Danhai is a pretty young man, gentle and handsome, he looks a little like his sister, with a bit of a feminine look.
Song Ci thought to himself: So He Danhai looks like this, and he looks pretty good.
He Yuansheng was talking with the Director of the Transportation Department, when he heard the commotion in the crowd, he looked up and saw Song Ci at a glance, and his heart shuddered.
When Song Ci first entered the officialdom, she had a nickname - "Barbie".
Because he has a pair of extremely thick eyelashes, thick enough to be seen at a glance, like a Barbie doll.
Later, this nickname was not used anymore.
The person who first mentioned this nickname in front of Song Ci is now a blind man begging on the street.
He Yuansheng looked at Song Ci quietly, with vigilant eyes and a smile on his face, "Prisoner Song."
"Mr. He." Song Ci really wanted to cover his mouth and nose with a handkerchief. He Yuansheng is already over seventy years old. He is too old, and his body exudes a rotten smell. Mixed with expensive perfume, he is old and immortal. The smell made Song Ci want to throw up, so he took another deep breath of the cigarette in his hand.
"Governor Song was able to take time out of his busy schedule to attend Gouzi's funeral. If Gouzi knows about it, he will be very pleased." He Yuansheng said slowly, his eyes fixed on Song Ci, trying to find something from Song Ci that killed him. The son's guilty conscience.
Song Ci was looking at He Yuansheng's teeth. They were rotten and should be pulled out one by one. He said absently, "You're welcome."
He Yuansheng almost died of anger, he has many sons, He Danhai is not the best, nor is he the closest, but no matter how you say it, He Danhai is his son.
It depends on the owner to beat the dog.
Song Ci didn't seem to notice that He Yuansheng's eyes were about to pop out. He bypassed He Yuansheng and went straight to He Danhai's photo, which was covered with white roses.
Song Ci lowered his eyes, glanced back and forth a few times, and suddenly threw the slender white cigarette in his hand on the pile of flowers.
He Yuansheng had been keeping an eye on him, and now seeing his movements, he couldn't help shouting: "Prisoner Song!"
Song Ci turned around and said calmly, "What's wrong?"
He Yuansheng's face turned red.
The white roses were sprayed with a lot of water to keep them fresh, and the burning smoke was extinguished as soon as it fell into the pile of flowers, and a slender smoke flew out. Song Ci said to He Yuansheng: "I didn't bring flowers, sorry, I will remember next time."
He Yuan was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, next time... he was threatening himself, would he kill another son
"It's nothing interesting." Song Ci lowered his head slightly to He Yuansheng with his hands behind his back, "I'm leaving."
The moment Song Ci turned around, an exclamation sounded from behind, "Mr. He!"
Song Ci thought to himself that He Yuansheng had fainted, and had no interest in watching any more, so he walked forward quickly. Everyone consciously avoided the spotless warden. Song Ci was surprised to find Xie Letian standing at the door, It seems to be waiting for him.
"Chairman Xie?" Song Ci stopped and raised his eyebrows.
Xie Letian smiled at him, confirming his thoughts, "Director Song, can I take your car?"
Song Ci doesn't like the smell of strangers, but Xie Letian is fine, Xie Letian is almost like a dead person, a dead person who just passed away and still has his voice and face, the cleanest.
As for Xie Letian's entourage, Song Cijing Xie Bumin.
Xie Letian's entourage got into the car that Xie Letian came with.
Song Ci politely opened the car door for Xie Letian, and asked with concern: "Chairman Xie, may I help you?"
"No need." Xie Letian waved his hand, and gave a very powerful pause in the air, with a hint of strength.
Song Ci looked at Xie Letian very curiously, this action was frozen in his eyes for a moment, and he became a little interested in Xie Letian again.
The two sat in the back seat, and Song Ci found that Xie Letian really had no smell, and there was no stranger smell that Song Ci hated in this confined space in the car.
Xie Letian also put down the handkerchief, because Song Ci left the remaining half of a cigarette in the mourning hall.
"The last time Warden Song gave me such a gift, I was very puzzled." Xie Letian said slowly, his tone was always steady and slow, making it difficult to fathom his emotions.
Song Ci smiled and said: "I can assure you that when Chairman Xie received He Danhai, he must still be alive. If Chairman Xie doesn't believe it, he can be autopsyed to determine the time of death."
Xie Letian's face turned pale again, "The warden promised me to let He Danhai live."
Song Ci smiled like a decent gentleman, and said softly: "Chairman Xie didn't say how long he was going to live."
Xie Letian was silent for a long time, "Very good."
Song Ci glanced at Xie Letian, he was really a jade-like person, without emotion or taste, he was very willing to collect such a collection.
Xie’s house is not far from He’s house. When Xie Letian arrived home, Song Ci got out of the car and opened the door for him. Watching Xie Letian get off the car slowly, his legs seemed to be parts that did not belong to him, moving slowly and awkwardly. Song Ci felt that Xie Letian is like a man in disarray, his whole body is assembled together impromptuly, and it will be broken into several pieces with a light touch.
After Xie Letian stood still, Song Ci even felt a little lucky that Xie Letian got off the car successfully, which is really amazing.
"Director Song, I hope that the next meeting will be in a long time." Xie Letian smiled and said something that Song Ci didn't quite understand.
Song Ci said: "I really like Chairman Xie, it's better to meet soon."
Xie Letian smiled without saying a word.
After Song Ci's car started, he discovered that Xie Letian's cane had been left behind in his car. The exquisite cane was completely black, and only a light pink rose was carved on the top of the head.
Song Ci never touched other people's things, he thought it dirty, but Xie Letian was hardly a person in his eyes, Song Ci took the walking stick with great interest.
Le Tian stood where he was, watching Song Ci's car was almost a black spot in sight, took out the remote control in his pocket, and pressed it expressionlessly.
In the distance, there was a huge explosion, and Le Tian immediately felt the roar of 'buzzing' in his ears, but he still did not change his face, and said to the followers behind him: "Look at it, if you are still alive, you will be shot indiscriminately." die."
"Yes." The followers rushed over.
System: "You really press..."
Le Tian: "What are you afraid of? Will the hero still die?"
system:"… "
For Song Ci's 'gift', Xie Letian was very angry.
Although his appearance looks weak like wildflowers on the roadside, his heart has already surpassed his body, because his body is too fragile, but he has forged a heart as cold and hard as a diamond.
He Danhai died when he died. Originally, he and He Ling were only engaged in a marriage contract and had no relationship.
However, Song Ci refuted his face, which made Xie Letian unbearable.
He has already lived so hard, why is he willing to let himself have the slightest bit of unhappiness every day of his life
Song Ci would never have dreamed that Xie Letian, who seemed peaceful and almost temperless, was actually a lunatic who cared about every penny.
Just before the explosion, he had sharply thrown his cane forward, and immediately closed the bulletproof partition on the car. Even so, he was still hit hard inside the car by the power of the miniature bomb, and his internal organs were all shattered. Shifted, and a faint smell of blood wafted from between the teeth.
Song Ci lay on the back seat and slowly pulled out the gun hidden under the seat, and the corners of the lips on both sides curved into an almost sinister smile, Xie Letian, it's interesting.