Mr. Wen's wife is a group favorite

After Lu Zhiang was invited away, Yi Wangxing came over in a blink of an eye, and she appeared at the funeral with a distraught appearance. Wen Ruoqian didn't give her any eyes. He stared blankly at Gu Qingzhou in the ice coffin. Lying in it peacefully and sweetly, Wen Ruoqian seemed to be just asleep.

Gu Xiaoran lay beside Gu Qingzhou's ice coffin and didn't say anything. He just wanted to be with his sister right now.

Yi Wangxing's voice rang in Gu Xiaoran's ear: "Ruoqian, don't be sad, people cannot be resurrected after death, cheer up."

Gu Xiaoran's original attitude of ignoring the outside world suddenly disappeared, he opened his eyes wide, looked at the sad face in front of him, Gu Xiaoran gritted his teeth and said: "You fucking dare to come, is it you, is it you who killed me?" My sister died."

Yi Wangxing looked at Gu Xiaoran with a heartache and said:
"Xiaoran, I understand your sadness of losing your sister, but you can't blame me so much."

After finishing speaking, Yi Wangxing lowered his head and looked aggrieved, and one of the people who came to Gu Qingzhou's funeral said:
"Xiaoran, don't wrong others so much. We are also very sad when your sister leaves."

Gu Xiaoran rushed over suddenly, and he said loudly: "Yi Wangxing, stop pretending, you clearly know that my sister will not die for no reason, did you do it?"

It's a pity that Gu Xiaoran is only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, and no one listens seriously to what he said recklessly. Everyone thinks that because he lost his sister, he feels that everyone is like a murderer who killed his sister.

The butler saw that Gu Xiaoran didn't care about the people at the funeral. He didn't want Miss Gu's funeral to be messed up. He turned his head and looked at Wen Ruoqian who was looking tenderly at Gu Qingzhou in the ice coffin and said:

"Master, take Xiaoran down too. He is in an extremely irritable mood now. His sister's death is unbearable for him. Now that he is like this, I'm afraid that Miss Gu's funeral will not be held peacefully."

Wen Ruoqian slowly stroked Gu Qingzhou's face through the ice coffin and said: "Take it down, this is the last time for Qingzhou to stay together. Don't let him destroy it."

The butler nodded, walked towards Gu Xiaoran, and said in a low voice, "Xiaoran, this is your sister's funeral, don't make it too ugly."

But because Gu Xiaoran was still young and couldn't bear it, he burst into tears, looked at the butler with a hoarse voice and said:

"Why, Yi Wangxing is the murderer of my sister, why can't I say, it's her, you go and check, she must be tricky."

The housekeeper also heard that Gu Xiaoran said that Wen Ruoqian killed Gu Qingzhou before, and he felt that it was because of excessive grief that he saw someone as the murderer of Gu Qingzhou.

The housekeeper asked the security guard to hold Gu Xiaoran away from the funeral.

Gu Xiaoran shouted in despair: "Why do you let us leave? I am her younger brother. I need to stay next to my sister. There are a group of demons inside, a group of demons who killed my sister. Why don't you catch them, come and catch them?" I?"

Listening to Gu Xiaoran's voice of collapse and despair, everyone felt sore in their hearts. They were about to experience the death of their loved ones at such a young age.

Wen Ruoqian has never said anything, and now he seems to have spent all his experience, sitting gloomyly beside the ice coffin.

Yi Wangxing stepped forward gently, and she comforted her in a low voice: "Ruoqian, you have to cheer up, you can't be so sluggish, although I know Qingzhou's death is a big blow to you, but you can't come back to life after death. You need to live well."

After finishing speaking, Yi Wangxing looked at Gu Qingzhou in the ice coffin with pain on his face, a trace of refreshment flashed in his eyes, but on the surface she showed a distressed look that made people panic.

The funeral was held in an orderly manner.

for a long time,

Di Jinhua brought Gu Manting to come, Wen Ruoqian looked at Gu Di Jinhua, frowned, unwilling to pay attention.

Zhai Jinhua looked at Gu Qingzhou in the ice coffin, but she didn't look sad, or she didn't want to pretend to be sad at all.

"Ruoqian, look at you now. Your face is tired, how can this work, you are the president of Wen's Group, why can't you bear the blow so much?"

Wen Ruoqian didn't want to hear her talk so much, so he said in a hoarse voice: "You came here just to say this, please leave."

Di Jinhua frowned, and said like an elder, "Is this how you treat me? After all, I'm your mother. You talk to me like this, isn't it a joke for others?"

Wen Ruoqian seemed to have heard some joke, he raised his head with a bloodthirsty appearance, and said darkly: "Then mother, what tone do you think I need to speak to you?"

No matter how much Zhai Jinhua tried to act like an elder, looking at Wen Ruoqian like this, he was still afraid in his heart.Suddenly, she changed the subject and said with a smile:

"I know you are sad, but you can't stay in the same place all the time, you have to look forward, you see, I brought Man Ting here, you can try to communicate, maybe you will soon forget Gu Qingzhou, it won't be so sad."

The housekeeper couldn't see it, but Zhai Jinhua had no choice but to act like this. He hurried forward and said, "Madam, it's Miss Gu's funeral now. Isn't it very good for you to say these things?"

Di Jinhua frowned and looked at the butler and said, "I'm talking to Ruoqian, when is it your turn to talk to the butler, you are so brave, a slave can do the same thing?"

The housekeeper looked at Zhai Jinhua's cold expression, but he had no choice but to lower his head and say, "I'm sorry Ma'am, I'm also heartbroken for Miss Gu's sudden death."

Di Jinhua snorted through her nasal passages, and then sneered: "What? If she's dead, let us living people die? Can't we all follow her to seek death?"

Di Jinhua raised his hand and said, "Okay, okay, you go down, I want to talk to Ruoqian, don't talk to me."

The butler had no choice but to nod and left silently.

Gu Manting saw that even Wen Ruoqian, who was full of tiredness, still couldn't stop his beautiful temperament, she couldn't help but stepped forward and said in a low voice:

"Ruoqian, you can't be resurrected after death, you have to look forward, don't be so sad, the body is worn down, and my sister's spirit in heaven will not feel at ease."

Zhai Jinhua looked at Gu Manting whispering comforting words to Wen Ruoqian, feeling very satisfied, she nodded with a smile and said: "Ruoqian, you are like this now. I don't worry about you being alone, Manting will accompany you By my side, I will take good care of you, and we will feel at ease."

And these actions were all watched by Yi Wangxing, she gritted her teeth sullenly, secretly hating in her heart: "Gu Qingzhou left, and Gu Manting came again, hum. See if I kill you one by one."

After Yi Wangxing thought this way, he felt much more at ease.

And Wen Ruoqian didn't say anything, just watched Gu Manting sitting beside him silently.