private marriage

"They are the grandpa and grandma of the child."

"But isn't she your own daughter?"

Chu Xu looked away, "I don't have any thoughts now, they will take better care of me than me."

The entire memorial service was organized by Jiang Xiuzhi, and Chu Xu stood in front of the mourning hall in black, his face a little numb.

At night, when the crowd dispersed, Chu Xu's legs were numb and she couldn't stand up.

She leaned against the wall, only to realize that her whole body was weak. Chu Xu's legs couldn't stand firmly, and she sat down on the ground.

"Let me tell you, it's really rare. This kind of thing is unheard of..." There was a staff member at the scene, thinking that Chu Xu was not there.

Chu Xu almost died of hearing such words.

There were dirges and music in the mourning hall, which made the already heavy heart drop even more.

When Jiang Xiuzhi came in, the discussion stopped immediately. He saw Chu Xu sitting behind the wreath at a glance, and he walked towards her quickly.

Chu Xu opened her eyes and saw two long legs coming in front of her. She raised her eyes little by little, and soon saw Jiang Xiuzhi squatting down again.

"Get up and go eat something."

Chu Xu shook her head, Jiang Xiuzhi wanted to reach out and pull her up.

Chu Xu avoided it like a sting, Jiang Xiuzhi's hand was still in the air, and she tried to get up with her palm on the side.

As soon as Jiang Xiuzhi grabbed her arm, Chu Xu was like a frightened bird again, "Don't touch me."

The man was so strong that Chu Xu couldn't break free, so she kicked forward and hit the wreath with one foot.

The wreath fell down, just drowning the two of them.

The falling chrysanthemum petals stuck to Chu Xu's ear, Jiang Xiuzhi held her shoulder, "Why do you dislike me?"

"Don't worry about my business, don't meddle, okay?"

Isn't this nonsense?
Jiang Xiuzhi is self-aware, his love is suffocating, so what?

As long as Chu Xu is not suffocated to death, it is impossible for him to let go.

The wreath hit him hard, and Jiang Xiuzhi's head and shoulders were covered with white and yellow petals. Chu Xu suddenly pushed him hard.

"Can't you hear what others are talking about us?"

"I can't hear, can I be deaf?"

"Jiang Xiuzhi, you really..." You don't want to eat oil and salt, right?Chu Xu stared at his tired face. "You don't have to do this for me. You are looking for scolding. No one will look at you with kindness."

"I don't care what other people think of me," Jiang Xiuzhi pushed the wreath away forcefully, and it bumped to the side, and several wreaths were shaking.

When Zhao Jianling pushed her grandma in, she happened to see the two of them together, and the staff couldn't pass by.

Chu Xu heard hurried footsteps, and Zhao Jianling came to the two of them.

"What... are you doing!"

Jiang Xiuzhi forcibly pulled Chu Xu up, and Zhao Jianling watched him hold Chu Xu's hand, and tears welled up in her red eye circles again.

"What is this place? It's my son-in-law's mourning hall. What do you want to do?"

Jiang Xiuzhi heard the words "son-in-law" and "mourning hall" before he realized that this claim was not aimed at him.

His expression darkened, and after hesitating for a few seconds, his lips moved with difficulty.

"mom."

Zhao Jianling snorted coldly, "I dare not, and I don't have the guts to ask Master General to call me mom."

When the Chu family was imprisoned and grandma almost died in Huangquan, did Mrs. Jiang care about her in-laws?

Zhao Jianling glanced at Xu Xinghan's portrait, "Xuxu, this is a dead body, let him go."

Chu Xu said weakly, "Let's go."

There was a sound of talking outside, and the staff wanted to stop the group of people.

"Sorry, it's over here."

"We're here to express our condolences, so we're a bit late. Why, can't we be late?"

The person who reached out to stop was pushed away, and Chu Xu watched a group of people rush in.

The two men in the lead walked quickly, as if clearing the field all the way, and pushed away when they saw something unpleasant.

Grandma's wheelchair was still there, and when Chu Xu realized it, she saw a person flying up and kicking the wheelchair.

There was a lot of force, and the ground was slippery. Grandma bounced forward, and the wheelchair slammed forward quickly. When Chu Xu ran over, she saw a figure rushing forward.

Jiang Xiuzhi put his hands on the handles of the wheelchair, and the pedals on his feet hit his leg bones hard, and the wheelchair stopped.

Chu Xu was terrified, and saw Jiang Xinyi coming in holding Mr. Yan's arm, and Xu Xinghan's black and white photo hung on the wall, which looked even more desolate now.

"What do you want to do?" Chu Xu rushed over and stopped in front of Mr. Yan.

"Mrs. Xu, I'm sorry, the hands and feet of the people under my hands are not important. I will definitely educate them when I go back."

Chu Xu's expression was indifferent, "You are not welcome here."

"Mr. Xu and I are also considered friends, so we should come to have a stick of incense."

Chu Xu stopped in front of her, and she didn't mean to give in. This is not for offering incense, it is to make Xu Xinghan feel uneasy.

Jiang Xinyi stood beside her with no sense of presence, as if she was just an idler who was bored and followed Mr. Yan.

"Young Master Jiang is here too." Third Master Yan shifted his attention to Jiang Xiuzhi.

Zhao Jianling's heart was still beating violently, she walked over quickly and pushed Jiang Xiuzhi away.

"Mom, are you alright?"

Grandma shook her head, and Zhao Jianling hurriedly pushed the wheelchair aside.

"People outside are saying that Young Master Jiang covets Mrs. Xu and can't wait for the dove to occupy the magpie's nest. Now it seems that it is not groundless."

As Sanye Yan said, he walked to the counter and smoked a stick of incense, but Chu Xu stopped him with both hands.

"Mrs. Xu, why bother?"

Jiang Xiuzhi saw it, and he walked over and pressed one of Chu Xu's arms down.

"That's not groundless, that's true."

Mr. Yan suddenly laughed loudly, "It is said that Young Master Jiang's behavior is absurd, and he never cares about the consequences. It turns out to be true. You should hide your thoughts for a while..."

"What about Mr. Yan? Why don't you hide your thoughts? "

"What's on my mind, I just want to see Mr. Xu's pity."

Jiang Xiuzhi stared at the incense in his hand, "Come here, please come out."

The bodyguard also brought a group of people in. If it wasn't for the fear of disturbing the mourning hall, there would have been a commotion just now.

Mr. Yan took out the lighter with a smile, lit the incense in his hand and handed it to Jiang Xinyi next to him.

She glanced at it and took it silently.

"Mrs. Xu, the third master has no other intentions. We will leave after offering incense."

Chu Xu's eyes touched Jiang Xinyi, and she lowered her other arm.

Jiang Xinyi took a few steps forward, so close to Xu Xinghan's portrait that she didn't dare to look up.

She was afraid that the tears would not be able to hold back, her hands shook so badly that the hot smoke fell on the back of her hands.

After burning the incense, she walked up to Chu Xu, "Mrs. Xu, please forgive me."

Chu Xu nodded dumbly, "Thank you."

Third Master Yan looked at Chu Xu's face, although he was haggard, he was still beautiful.

"Mrs. Xu finished her mourning, why don't you come with me?"

Jiang Xiuzhi saw that this man wanted to die.