The beautiful president is so sweet, why is she so cold?

Song Wenqiang: "It is because of brother Chen Mo's face that we will cooperate with your Zhang family friendly!"

Xu Fat put his head on the pig's head: "That's it!"

Qu Chengfeng: "Your Zhang family's power alone is not enough to become a strategic partner of our Qu family!"

Chen Mo spread his hands.

The lice on the bald man's head are obvious!

There is no suspense!

Sheng Qiuzhi's old face was green and red for a while, very much like a traffic light at a crossroad, and it was so fucking broken.

She stared at Zhang Lin, gritted her teeth and said, "Ada, didn't you say that this is all due to you?"

Zhang Lin's eyes dodged, and he said bravely: "I didn't say this...it was you who said it, and you have to make up for me and reward me...I just want to be considerate of the elderly and admit it reluctantly. That's all..."

Snapped!
Sheng Qiuzhi stepped forward and slapped Zhang Lin.

Thanks to my old lady, I still want to make up for you, and thanks to my old lady, I promised you the status of the first heir of the family... Are you such a fool?
Such an important matter, why did you admit it with peace of mind?
Sheng Qiuzhi searched around, wanting to find someone to work with, and teach Ah Da well.

However, how could there be those things in such a high-standard stand?
Suddenly, Sheng Qiuzhi's eyes lit up, and he ran towards the leading dancer, Uncle Gana, at a speed of seventy miles. Uncle Gana was stunned, grabbed the scepter from his hand, and slapped Zhang Lin's ass.

I'll kill you bastard!
"Enough!" Chen Mo snorted coldly, snatched the scepter, and returned it to the bewildered Uncle Garner.

Uncle Garner has been doing this for decades, and the scepter never leaves his body. This is his amulet.

"Go home and teach your precious son a lesson."

"Today, you'd better behave obediently, otherwise, I can take away what I can give you to the Zhang family!"

Chen Mo's voice was very cold. His dislike for Sheng Qiuzhi and Zhang Lin would never fade away.

Silent as a cicada.

Sheng Qiuzhi and Zhang Lin stood aside obediently, not daring to speak anymore, not even daring to breathe.

Just now, she saw Chen Mo's eyes, which were frighteningly cold.

As if, a cold look could kill her.

What a terrifying look, as if from hell.

At that moment, she really felt that she was going to die and smelled the breath of death.

It's good to be able to breathe now, it's good to be alive...

Before she knew it, that little boy had grown into something she needed to look up to.

Look at my precious son again, he is becoming more and more useless...
I have long heard that Ada raised Xiaosan outside, and Ada’s daughter-in-law has been making a lot of trouble because of this incident. It should be because of Xiaosan that she lost weight. She has a relationship with Hengtong Chamber of Commerce and the Qu family...

Sheng Qiuzhi, who never felt that she was wrong, looked at Chen Mo, who was extremely handsome in a white suit, and felt a little remorse.

If she had treated their mother and child better at the beginning, maybe they would not have ended up like this...
However, it's too late to say anything now...
In an instant, Sheng Qiuzhi seemed to have aged ten years.

Zhang Guofu was indifferent to the farce here.

Nothing is as important as Zhang Ling. He recalled Zhang Ling riding a big horse on him back then, laughing happily like silver bells.

Looking at Zhang Ling in the crystal coffin, Zhang Guofu burst into tears.

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man.

It broke our hearts.

The tears couldn't stop splashing and dripping on the crystal coffin.

The butterflies flapped their wings around the crystal coffin, turning into bits of spiritual light and dissipating.

After making good arrangements for Sheng Qiuzhi and Zhang Lin, who are loving mothers and filial sons, Chen Mo asked people to take Zhang Guofu aside.

After tidying up his suit, which was as straight as a sword without any wrinkles, Chen Mo walked to the center and picked up the microphone.

"Thank you very much for your support and attending the funeral of my adoptive mother Zhang Ling."

"My friends come from all corners of the country, some know each other, some don't, and some are simply attracted by the welfare of the prosperous funeral."

"These are not important, the important thing is that you are here, you will witness the grand funeral of my adoptive mother Zhang Ling!"

"When I was very young, as long as I can remember, my adoptive mother Zhang Ling took me alone. No one can tell me how much I have suffered and suffered."

"She is only ten years older than me. She is more like my sister than a foster mother. She takes on the responsibility of raising me, and she is alone."

"If raising me was a battle, she was alone."

"Her teammates abandoned her and made things difficult for her."

Sheng Qiuzhi and Zhang Lin who were standing not far away shrank their necks, not daring to speak.

If others know that they are unreliable teammates, they will not be beaten to death by those people in the audience!

Looking down from the 99-meter-high stand, there is a piece of black under the stage, one by one, like little ants.

There are huge crowds of people, every pair of eyes is fixed on the cloud platform, and the crowd is excited.

"Who is so foolish?"

"Tell us, let's vent our anger on Sister Zhang Ling!"

"See if we don't beat that cheating teammate out!"

Chen Mo looked at the audience, pressed his palms down, and the venue returned to silence.

"My adoptive mother, Zhang Ling, is such a good person...Even so, she didn't blame anyone, she carried everything by herself..."

Chen Mo's voice was a little choked.

In those years, Zhang Ling used her not very tall body to shield Chen Mo from the wind and rain.

"Death is not the end of a person, but a process of going to the ancestral world, which can easily say goodbye to the past."

"My adoptive mother Zhang Ling, the past ten years have been really hard. I hope today is a point where she can say goodbye to the past and start a new life."

"Thank you again everyone!"

Chen Mo handed the microphone to the emcee of the funeral, and the emcee took the microphone and began to arrange the mourning ceremony.

"Next, relatives and friends who come to mourn, please line up and climb the ladder in an orderly manner!"

The prosperous funeral, it was said to be a funeral, but it was actually a time, a node arranged by Chen Mo for Zhang Ling.

After this node, her life will be separated from the past.

Zhang Ling will definitely wake up.

For a person who did not die, this funeral was more like a farce.

In this farce, we can see human nature and the warmth and coldness between people.

Sheng Mingxia was at home, giving her daughter a bleak funeral, and no one attended.

Sheng Mingxia, her husband Shi Yuan, and the husband of the deceased Shi Xiangyan, the three of them guarded the empty coffin, no one came to offer condolences.

People all went to the grand funeral.

That's much more fragrant than this.

The drowsy husband of Shi Xiangyan took out her mobile phone to watch the live broadcast. In the live broadcast, a flirtatious Internet celebrity anchorwoman was broadcasting the funeral of the prosperity of the prosperity.

Looking at the cool clothes of the female anchor, Shi Xiangyan's husband burst into tears from his mouth.

At this time, the live broadcast shot swept across the crowd, and Shi Xiangyan's husband saw one of his buddies.

Originally, I was going to attend Shi Xiangyan's funeral, why did I go to Shengshi's funeral to serve the dishes?