After wearing a book, he was spoiled by a paranoid villain

Chapter 142 Funeral
Jing Han glanced at her casually, and said in a cold voice, "Come here, I'll take you back."

Yun Ruo wept and pursed her lips, not wanting to get into his car.

Luo Jiaojiao hid behind a tree, watched Yun Ruoqi secretly, and stared at her jealously. Cousin had never had a good look at her, but today when she saw this woman, she not only took his car, but also had sex with him. say.

Luo Jiaojiao was so jealous!

Cousin is a handsome and cool man!Not only cherish words like gold, but also have serious cleanliness, and hate women even more.

envy!

Luo Jiaojiao likes her cousin very much!Both her figure and face are attracting her attention!

Yun Ruoqi glanced at a certain place from the corner of his eye, and said to Jing Han, "Aren't you staying here tonight?"

"No." Jing Han said in a low voice.

Yun Ruoqi frowned, the family members needed more comfort, what did he want to do?
"How to arrange the funeral?" Yun Ruoqi asked.

"Buried in seven days." Jing Han said indifferently, unwilling to say a few more words.

Yun Ruoqi was brought back to the apartment by Jing Han, she got out of the car by herself, smiled at Jing Han through the window, and said in a comforting tone, "If you need any help, you can come to me."

Jing Han's eyes darkened.

Naturally, she knew what she was referring to was the mysterious man in black and cloak.

Yun Ruoqi thought he still had something to say, and in the next second, he closed the window, turned the car around and left immediately.

Standing there for a few seconds.

Eyes follow the car gradually out of sight.

After these few days, Jing Han never came to look for her again.

Yun Ruoqi was fiddling with flowers and plants in the apartment, using scissors to trim the excess branches and leaves of potted plants.

The phone that hadn't rang for several days started to vibrate, and Yun Ruoqi picked it up to answer it, it was Jing Han's name.

"what happened?"

"Ten minutes, change into plain clothes and come down." The man's tone became colder and lowered, with an undeniable tone.

Yun Ruoqi also knew what to do, walked back to the room, picked up a white T-shirt, "OK."

As soon as the voice fell, the other party hung up the phone.

Yun Ruoqi hurriedly finished changing, and when she went downstairs, she saw a black car.

The car window was slowly opened halfway, revealing a handsome face with a cold and handsome outline, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses resting on the bridge of the nose, looking at her sideways, the lenses flickered.

"Come up."

Yun Ruoqi sensed the dangerous aura of the man, lowered her eyes, entered the back seat docilely, and sat quietly.

Jing Han drove to a quiet cemetery in the suburbs, and there were more than a dozen black cars lined up outside.

Yun Ruoqi followed Jing Han into the cemetery.

An empty place was full of people, all in black clothes.

The air seemed stagnant, solemn and solemn.

Same look on face.

Yun Ruoqi and Jing stood in front, and a photo of the old lady Luo was pasted on a tombstone, with a kind smile, as if she was still standing in front of her.

Old Master Luo was sitting in a wheelchair, pushed by Luo Qingmo and Luo Yanmo, who stood behind him.

Yun Ruoqi lowered his head, holding a white chrysanthemum in his hand.

After standing for half an hour, Yun Ruoqi followed Jing Han and placed the chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone.

Old Man Luo couldn't help coughing, took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth, his shoulders shook, Luo Qingmo patted his back, and the ups and downs eased a little.

Luo Qingmo pushed the man away, and Luo Jiaojiao followed him with her head down.

Passing by Yun Ruoqi, she quietly raised her head to take a look, the two of them looked at each other, and immediately retracted their eyes.

Yun Ruoqi followed Jing Han silently, without eye contact during the whole process.

Jing Han didn't send her back to the apartment, but to Luo's house.

Several people are sitting at the dining table.

Mr. Luo is not feeling well and is resting in the bedroom.

Luo Qingmo and Luo Yanmo sat in the middle.

Yun Ruoqi looked at the similar eyebrows and eyes of the two, and pursed her lips.

Luo Yanmo looked at Yun Ruoqi, "Xiao Ruo, you don't look well."

"Yes...is it?"

"It's rare for everyone to sit together. If you have anything to say, just say it. Don't be too serious." Luo Yanmo said softly.

Yun Ruoqi looked at the deep sadness between Luo Yanmo's brows, lowered her eyes, "I think...I..."

Jing Han's long and narrow eyes hidden under the gold-rimmed glasses flashed a dark color, and the eyes were low and dim.

Yun Ruoqi suddenly felt a chill on his back, and couldn't help shaking, pursed his lips, and glanced at Jing Han.

Reaching out to pick up a vegetable with chopsticks, "The dish looks good."

Luo Yanmo's eyes were still red and swollen, she twitched the corners of her mouth, and glanced at her son, "Xiao Han."

The child kept his face sullen and didn't speak, showing no emotion.

Jing Han responded softly: "Yes."

Luo Yanmo wiped the corners of her eyes, "Come back to see your grandpa more often in the future, and so will Xiao Ruo, we want to come back together."

Luo Jiaojiao suddenly raised her head, looked at Jing Han, and then shifted her gaze to Yun Ruoqi.

Jing Han said lightly: "Let's go together."

After eating, everyone chatted for a while, and at night, Jing Han sent Yun Ruoqi back to the apartment.

After Yun Ruoqi got out of the car, he looked back, but the people in the car could not be seen.

Turning around, the car left after ten seconds.

It was getting late.

A voice behind him said, "Xiao Ruo."

　ask for a ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)