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At this time, Zhou Linran, who was dressed in black, walked in, stood beside Gong Yumo and asked in a low voice, "The funeral arrangements are almost done."

Gong Yumo stood up slowly, Zhou Linran was afraid that his legs would go numb, so he gave him a hand.

After Gong Yumo stood firm with his strength, he looked at everyone present with deep eyes, "My father passed away. I am my father's only son and the heir of the Gong family. Emotionally and rationally, I should be I'll be in charge."

After finishing speaking, he turned his gaze to Gong Wenyao, "Second Uncle travels all year round and doesn't know much about the internal affairs of the Gong family, so I don't need Second Uncle to worry about it."

What he said was so impeccable that no one else dared to say anything more.

An Xiaoyue knelt on the side of the mourning hall, she looked at Gong Yumo, and always felt that after these three days, he seemed to be different from before.

On the day of the funeral, the sky was gray and drizzled.

There were many people who came to express their condolences, and most of them had business dealings with Gong's Group and ES Group.They took turns to present a bunch of words in front of the tombstone, then said a few words of condolence, and when they walked to Gong Yumo's side, they said a few more official words of comfort and then left.

One car after another came to the cemetery, and then one car after another left.

Soon, the people who came to express their condolences left one after another, leaving only a few people.

Zhou Linxia walked to Gong Yumo's side with a heavy face, and said softly, "Brother Yumo, my condolences."

Gong Yumo didn't speak, but just stared at the tombstone closely.

"I know you are very sad, but you have to cheer up." Zhou Linxia continued, "Uncle Gong and Aunt Gong don't want to see you so sad."

Gong Yumo still didn't speak.

Zhou Linran looked at the rain that was getting heavier and heavier, and turned to Zhou Linxia and said, "Lin Xia, you go back first. Let Mo Jing be quiet."

"I..." Zhou Linxia saw An Xiaoyue and Zhu Yueyun who were still standing aside, and said, "I want to be with you."

"Go back." Zhou Linran said again.

At this time, Gong Yumo slowly raised his eyes, took a deep look at An Xiaoyue who was pale, then looked at Zhu Yueyun, and said in a hoarse voice, "Please send Xiaoyue back for me, let the servant Make some ginger tea, don't catch a cold."

"I'll be with you, okay?" An Xiaoyue looked at her and said softly.

Having not rested for a few days, Gong Yumo's face was exhausted, and even the green stubble had grown.

He refused softly, "Go back, don't worry me."

Hearing what he said, An Xiaoyue couldn't say anything more.

She knew that he was sad and sad enough now, enough things to deal with.

If she is still willful at this time, it will only cause him more headaches and more troubles.

If she fell ill and collapsed, not only would she not be able to help Gong Yumo, but it would also add more burdens to him.

"Let's go, Yueyue." Zhu Yueyun also reminded her softly.

"Okay." An Xiaoyue nodded in response, and when she left, she stretched out her hand and gently pulled La Gong Yumo's fingertips.

His palms, which are usually warm, are now icy cold.

An Xiaoyue held his fingertips in her palm and squeezed slightly.

She wants to tell him that I am still by your side.

Gong Yumo didn't speak, but slightly squeezed her hand with his fingertips.

After receiving the response, An Xiaoyue walked towards the car in peace.

Just two steps out, Zhu Yueyun suddenly stopped and said to Zhou Linxia angrily, "Are you still going?"

Zhou Linxia saw that they were leaving too, and he had no reason to stay, so he turned around and left too.

In the end, only Gong Yumo and Zhou Linran were left in the huge cemetery.

"Cheer up. Uncle Gong and Aunt Gong have just passed away. Now many people are waiting to see the jokes of the Gong family. Their eyes are now on you. It depends on how you carry the backbone of the Gong family."

"I know." Gong Yu said with dark eyes, "Even my second uncle can't wait."

Zhou Linran frowned slightly, and asked, "Do you suspect that this matter is related to your second uncle?"

"Besides him, there is only one other person." Gong Yumo said in a deep voice.

"Who?"

"Gong Huaiqian." Gong Yumo's eyes darkened, "Their father and son's ambitions are getting harder and harder to hide."

"He is your cousin, and also a member of the Gong family, would he do such a thing?" Zhou Linran asked incredulously.

"You underestimate them." Gong Yumo's eyes became darker, "I even suspect that the car accident I encountered five years ago was not an accident."

Gong Yumo knew very well that although his second uncle has been traveling around pretending not to care about the business of Gong's Group these years, Gong Huaiqian's Diyuan Company has always been clinging to ES Group. .

Because the power of the Gong Group is in the hands of his father, his second uncle has no capital to fight against, so he can only pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, pretending to be an idler, so that his father can relax his vigilance against him.

And his father is a person who doesn't care too much, and he thinks of his brother's sake, so he keeps turning a blind eye to his second uncle.

Now that his father had just passed away, he rushed back immediately. The first thing he did was not to grieve, but to start planning to take over the power of the palace family. This ambition was a bit too obvious.

"Then what should we do?" Zhou Linran asked.

Gong Yumo looked at the two black-and-white photos on the tombstone, and after a moment of silence, he said, "My parents are gone, and I don't need to think about my nephew and uncle. I can't hold a grain of sand in my eyes." , in order to live a clean life for a few years, I can only wrong my second uncle first."

In the old house, the black and white mourning hall is solemn.

Gong Wenyao stood in front of the mourning hall, squinting his eyes closely at the photo in front of the mourning hall.

Yu Qingshu busily ordered the servants to clean up in the hall, removing the table and the chair for a while, acting like a hostess.

"This!" She pointed to the calligraphy and painting hanging in the hall, and ordered to the servant beside her, "Put this away too, this word is not good-looking, change to a festive painting."

The servant had worked in the old house for many years, he hesitated looking at the calligraphy and painting, and did not move.

"Did you hear that?" Yu Qingshu scolded her loudly, "Why don't you move when I tell you to work? Can't you understand what I said?"

"This..." the servant lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Hey, I said you"

"Second Aunt!"

Yu Qingshu was so angry that she was about to step forward to scold her, but was interrupted by someone who came.

An Xiaoyue walked in from the outside wearing a black funeral dress, stared at Yu Qingshu expressionlessly and asked, "What is Second Aunt doing?"

"Xiaoyue." Yu Qingshu glanced at her, and pointed to the calligraphy and painting on the wall in the lobby, "I'm packing up my brother and sister-in-law's things, do you want to help?"

"This is my father-in-law and mother-in-law's favorite calligraphy and painting. It was bought at an auction with a huge sum of money, and was carefully taken care of and transported to the old house. Why did the second aunt take it down?"