Bone erosion crisis: Young Master Lu, don't come here unharmed

"Nine days after Jincheng's No.1 Yuan Shengzhixia's death, No.40, the farewell ceremony for the body was held this morning at the old house of Sheng's family..."

In Jincheng in August, the heat was steaming, but the old house of the Sheng family was very lively. People came to express their condolences one after another, and reporters outside the gate broadcast the whole process live.

What's interesting is that most of the visitors brought their families with them. It was not a group of relatives with sad faces, but the daughters who had deliberately dressed up. The atmosphere that should have been heavy was exaggerated into a scene The secret carnival in the society was only because of a news spread in Jincheng - Lu Muchen, who had been away from Jincheng for five years, was about to return to China.

The girls knew each other, and they were still whispering to each other:

"Have you heard? Young Master Lu is here today, and I paid 10 yuan to buy it. Where did you know?"

"Tch, you must have gossip? Who doesn't know the relationship between the Lu family and the Sheng family?"

"Ahh, I'm so nervous, Young Master Lu, Young Master Lu, no, I have to touch up my makeup again. It's hot and my makeup is gone!"

"I'm going to touch up my makeup too! Five years, Young Master Lu will return to China for the first time in five years! My mother said that I must never let go of any opportunity to be favored by Young Master Lu!"

The girls were looking forward to it, and the jaws of the onlookers who were eating melons almost dropped: "Damn, awesome, come to the funeral to catch men, are the girls crazy now? Look at each of them. What an idiot! Why don’t you come in a black bikini? Do you think you can come to the funeral in black?”

"Tsk tsk, on such a hot day, He Yinan insisted on delaying the funeral for 49 days just because the way of death was unattractive. Sheng Zhixia's body was frozen in a crystal coffin, what should it look like?"

"The dead is the big one. That kind of death is already miserable enough. Don't let her be buried early. He Yinan wore sunglasses at the funeral. His wife died. Did he really lose his eyesight? Also, Young Master Lu Didn't the engagement with Miss Sheng be terminated peacefully back then? Where did this come from? Are you sure Young Master Lu will come?"

"Yeah, who knows? I heard that Young Master Lu and Miss Sheng didn't break up peacefully at all... I guess He Yinan wanted to use the funeral to get close to Lu Muchen. After all, everyone is dead, so everything that happened back then can be written off."

"Look, not only the girls outside are in a hurry, but even Sheng Zhixia's sister-in-law He Chengcheng has put on a fresh and refined mourning dress. If you want to touch Lu Muchen at the funeral, He Chengcheng will also count as a share, right? It is good to have a daughter and a younger sister in the family, hehehehe!"

"Absolutely, absurdly, there is a lot of fun to watch today! By the way, when will Young Master Lu appear on stage? Will he really come? How do I feel..."

Just as he was talking, a car horn sounded outside the door, and someone shouted in panic and excitement: "Look, is it Mr. Lu who is here! Car! Mr. Lu's car is here!"

The crowd fell silent as if they had been electrified collectively, and looked out of the big black painted iron gate one after another. A black and low-key Rolls Royce parked outside the gate.

He Yinan took his mother and younger sister to welcome him out, as if this was not a funeral, and the protagonist was not the dead Sheng Zhixia lying in the crystal coffin, but the honored guest in the car, the black Rolls-Royce The crystal coffin is more solemn.

The goal of the three was very clear, they walked straight towards the Rolls-Royce, and none of them even stayed by the side of the dead in the mourning hall.

"Young Master Lu..." The people in the car didn't come down, nor did they roll down the windows. He Yinan approached, stood outside the car and smiled decently, regardless of whether the people inside could see it, at least he was [-]% sincere .

"Thank you, Young Master Lu, for coming to the farewell ceremony for Xiao Xia's body, no matter what grievances or grievances there were in the past..."

The spectators who heard or didn't hear them didn't even cough. Who would dare to play around under the eyes of Young Master Lu in Jincheng?

Mrs. He held her daughter He Chengcheng by the side, pushed He Yinan secretly, motioned him to take a step forward, and urged in a low voice: "Go, son, don't speak clearly at this time, when will you say it?" ?”

"Hehe, I hope Young Master Lu can calm down. After all, Xiao Xia has already gone, and I hope she can be buried in peace..." He Yinan continued, but no one answered the car, and no one came out.

He Yinan was unable to get off the stage. He was exposed to the sun, sweat dripped from his forehead, his mouth was dry, and he was showing signs of heat stroke.

"Card—" the sound of the car door opening.

"Come out..." Someone in the crowd couldn't restrain his excitement, and then covered his mouth, "Ah, it's not Young Master Lu..."

The door of the Rolls-Royce was finally opened, but it was not Lu Muchen who got out of the car, but a young man with a baby face and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Strangely, he was holding a black... urn in his hand.

"Mr. He, hello, I'm Young Master Lu's personal secretary, Zhuo Buyan." The man got out of the car, stood upright in front of everyone, introduced himself, and said in a blunt tone: "Our Young Master Lu has something to do. Come on, let me tell Mr. He that after Miss Sheng Zhixia's body is cremated, the ashes are put into this box and then thrown into the sea, and nothing of Sheng Zhixia is allowed to stay in Jincheng."

"What... what?" He Yinan was stunned.

It wasn't just him, everyone present was stunned, including the reporters who quietly mingled in the crowd. Which song was this sung?
"Mr. He, take the urn well. Young Master Lu said, tomorrow morning at the latest, you must see Sheng Zhixia disappear without leaving an inch of ashes. Since you don't see each other in life, you don't need to see each other again in death. I'll bring it, please." Mr. He can figure it out." The man named Zhuo Buyan handed a strangely shaped urn to He Yinan's hands, nodded politely, turned around and got into the car again.

Rolls-Royce restarted, turned a corner, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

How much enmity and hatred is this to send someone to deliver the urn in front of the deceased's husband?
The crowd was in an uproar, and the discussion had already begun. Within a minute, the entire Jincheng would know that Young Master Lu not only refused to see Sheng Zhixia's body, he hated Sheng Zhixia so much that he would not let her turn into ashes.

Scattering her ashes into the sea means that she will never be allowed to rest in the ground.