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Yue Yixi, who was immersed in sadness, did not refuse this kindness, let alone who was helping her at this time.

Borrowing the power of the other party to continue moving forward, Yue Yixi's gaze was always on the face of the body, recalling some pictures of the past, he couldn't help but sniff.

Alas, those documents were clearly not sorted out, and Yue Yixi could imagine the change in Li Xiaoji's expression when he arranged these things. He must really trust her and Mr. Qi to let go so easily.

Since Mr. Li trusted her so much until the end, as an employee worthy of this trust, she will work harder from now on to ensure that everything is as orderly as when Mr. Li was there.

Persisting until the last link, Yue Yixi, who had already burst into tears but seemed to be refreshed, was helped by Mr. Min's assistant to sit back in the guest seat.

Seeing her pale face and sweat on her forehead, Mr. Min's assistant hesitated for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to take out a tissue and gently wipe her sweat and tears.

After a long while, Yue Yixi finally came back to his senses, met the other party's focused gaze, moved gently, slightly confused, pushed his hand away, and said, "What are you doing?"

"..." The ripples in my heart suddenly turned into a pool of stagnant water. Mr. Min's assistant was speechless for a while, and simply put the tissue in Yue Yixi's hand, and said dryly, "Nothing, just wipe it yourself!"

"Oh." Yue Yixi didn't think about it, he wiped his sweat numbly, wiped away his tears along the way, and finally blew his nose happily.

Mr. Min's assistant looked helplessly at the sky, okay, he shouldn't have any illusions about this woman who is dedicated to her career, but why is his heart beating so fast at the moment?

"Tsk tsk, the sour smell of love..." The treacherous official system saw this scene through the projection screen, and shook his head amusedly, but Rong Li's face floated inexplicably in his mind.

Facts have proved that people who are single based on their strength always have some things in common, like half-brothers, which is unforgettable at a glance.

"Ah-choo—" Rong Li, who was preparing to take Chenchen to the next mission, sneezed suddenly, rubbed his nose carelessly, and hurriedly headed to the mission world.

A female tasker who didn't expect him to move so fast stood there blankly, looked at the direction where he disappeared, then looked at the handmade chocolate in her hand, and sighed helplessly.

The story on the screen continued. In the guest room, Qi Zhenlai was looking ahead absentmindedly. His wife held his hand and looked at his side face worriedly.

The two daughters were temporarily handed over to their grandparents to take care of them. Children cannot attend the funeral. First, the local customs do not allow it. Second, it is not suitable for such an occasion to bring children who are too young.

Seeing her husband's emotional changes, Yuan Shuwei let out an inaudible sigh. Facts have proved that she was thinking too much about what happened that day. Mr. Li didn't intend to commit suicide, but just told Qi Zhen casually.

But she couldn't help but blame herself for why she couldn't think more?
In that case, it might be possible to save Mr. Li in time, so that her husband would not be caught in the powerless self-blame and suffering.

Thinking of the contents of the documents sorted out by Yue Yixi, Yuan Shu took a deep breath, and secretly made up her mind to help Qi Zhen handle the Aileen Charity Fund well, so that President Li could live in peace.

This is a charity project done by Li Xiaoji in the name of Sun Lin to help poor students complete their studies and help more people get out of the mountains and embrace the new world.

I believe that in the hands of Qi Zhenlai and Yuan Shu, who are of excellent character, this project will play its due role.

"Is Mr. Ma not coming?" Suddenly, someone whispered among the guests, but some people pricked up their ears instantly. They all knew who the "Mr. Ma" this person was talking about.

According to the relationship between Mr. Li and Mr. Ma, and the death is the most important, Mr. Ma should take a look at it no matter what, and send the old friend off for the last time.

But whether you come or not depends on your own mind. Not coming doesn't mean you really don't care, and coming doesn't mean you really care. It's just that thinking about the friendship between President Ma and President Li will always make people sigh.

Thinking about the friendship between Mr. Ma, Mr. Li and Mr. Sun growing up together, and the ending of life and death, it makes people sigh that the world is impermanent, and we should cherish the present.

Xu said that Cao Cao, when Cao Cao arrived, in the middle of the funeral, the mentioned Ma Lingyuan finally appeared, which immediately caused a commotion in the audience.

But the moment they saw his face, almost everyone was dumbfounded. This, this person is really the old planner Ma with high spirits?
Ma Lingyuan ignored everyone's gaze and walked step by step towards the coffin, towards the friendship that he should have saved at all costs.

Qi Zhenlai stood in front of Ma Lingyuan at this moment. The moment the two men, who were about the same height, faced each other, a sense of oppression silently spread around them, making it suffocating.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Yue Yixi was ready to get up, and if there was an emergency, he would hurry up to smooth things over.

Staring at Ma Lingyuan's face, Qi Zhenlai seemed to be really surprised, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and after observing Ma Lingyuan up and down in disbelief, he frowned.

Even though he didn't speak, everyone could tell from Qi Zhenlai's expression that he was swearing, and he was swearing very badly, but he just couldn't bear it because it was inappropriate for the occasion and personal cultivation.

"Why do you torture yourself like this?" After a long time, Qi Zhenlai sighed softly, put his hand on Ma Lingyuan's shoulder, and said in a low voice.

"I'm not torturing myself. I'm fine. I'm not sad at all." After Ma Lingyuan said that, he smiled slightly and walked across Qizhen towards the coffin.

Ma Lingyuan, whose hair turned half white at some point, with red and swollen eyes and huge bags under his eyes, stood in front of the coffin, looking at Li Xiaoji's portrait intently, and for a long time, he slowly stretched out his hand.

No one dared to stop him in this state, and he just watched with wide eyes, but the key employees of the Li Group were in complicated moods, why bother if they had known today?
When Mr. Li regarded him as his brother, he thought Mr. Li was crazy. He stabbed him in the back and ran away. After Mr. Li died, he came here to regret it. Who the hell was he supposed to do this to?
regret?That's right, the stubborn Ma Lingyuan finally admitted that he regretted it at this moment, laying on Li Xiaoji's coffin, weeping uncontrollably, complaining why he couldn't take that last step?
If he had been more determined and thick-skinned before, he would even have been shameless and had taken the initiative to admit his mistake while hugging Li Xiaoji's leg.

Even if he is full of ugliness, he still can't change anything, at least, at least he can say a word to Li Xiaoji, so that he won't be lying in the coffin and standing outside the coffin when we meet again.

"Ah Ji, you may have guessed wrong this time. I think Ma Lingyuan will take on the original role and become the new love-crazed critic." Looking at this scene on the screen, the treacherous minister systematically frowned.

Li Xiaoji, who finished his meditation, was about to get up and move his limbs, but he smiled when he heard the words of the treacherous minister, and said, "Bitch, you still don't understand."

The traitorous minister system was no longer too lazy to correct Li Xiaoji's address. It continued to observe Ma Lingyuan's condition. It originally thought that the other party would turn into a devil and fall step by step, and did not want to go to work on time the next day.

Although the moment the funeral is over, everyone will return to their original life and do what they should do.

But Ma Lingyuan withdrew too quickly, as if he wasn't the one who cried and nearly collapsed yesterday.

Li Xiaoji, who had expected it for a long time, smiled slightly and said: "If it were you, your beloved died, but the safety of the people in the city is still waiting for you to protect. Are you indulging in sorrow, or quickly cheering up?"

It hurts so much...