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

Relying on the strength of the other party to continue moving forward, Yue Yixi kept his eyes on the face of the body, recalling some scenes from the past, and couldn't help but sniff.

Alas, those documents have obviously not been sorted out yet. The more you look to the west, you can imagine the change in Li Xiaoji's expression when arranging these things. He must really trust her and Mr. Qi to let him 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.

After persisting until the last step, Yue Yixi, who was already in tears but seemed to be more energetic, was helped by Mr. Min's assistant to sit back at the guest seat.

Seeing that her face was pale and her forehead was sweating, Mr. Min's assistant hesitated for a moment, 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 person's focused gaze, gently moved his hand, slightly confused, 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 do what he thought, and wiped away his sweat with numb movements, wiping away his tears along the way, and finally blew his nose happily.

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

"Tsk, tsk, this sour smell of love..." The traitorous minister system saw this scene through the projection screen, and shook his head in amusement, but Rong Li's face inexplicably drifted through his mind.

Facts have proved that people who are single due to their ability always have something in common, just like half-siblings, which is unforgettable at first sight.

"A sneeze——" Rong Li, who was about to take Chenchen to do the next mission, suddenly sneezed, rubbed his nose carelessly, and went to the mission world numbly.

A female mission worker who didn't expect him to move so quickly stood there blankly, looked at the direction in which 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.

Looking at her husband's emotional changes, Yuan Shu sighed inaudibly. It turned out that she had overthought what happened that day. Mr. Li did not intend to commit suicide, but just casually told Qi Zhen to come.

But she couldn't help but blame herself for why she couldn't think more?

In that case, there might still be time to save Mr. Li, and the husband would not be trapped in powerless self-blame and suffer.

Thinking of the contents of the documents compiled by Yue Yixi, Yuan Shu took a deep breath and secretly determined to help Qi Zhenlai handle the Ailin Charity Fund so that Mr. Li could rest 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 a new world.

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

"Isn't Mr. Ma coming?" Suddenly, someone in the guest room whispered, causing some people to prick up their ears instantly. They all knew who the "Mr. Ma" this person was talking about was.

According to the relationship between Mr. Li and Mr. Ma, and since the deceased was the oldest, Mr. Ma should come and see him no matter what, and send his former friend on his last journey.

But whether you come or not depends on your own preferences. Not coming doesn’t mean you really don’t care, and coming doesn’t mean you really care. It just makes people sigh when they think of the friendship between Mr. Ma and Mr. Li.

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

Perhaps he was talking about Cao Cao. When Cao Cao arrived, in the middle of the funeral, the mentioned Ma Lingyuan finally appeared, causing a commotion in the whole place.

But the moment they saw his appearance, almost everyone was dumbfounded. Is this man really the high-spirited and strategizing CEO of the past?

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.

Yue Yixi saw that the situation was not right and was ready to get up. If anything happened, he would quickly come forward 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. After looking at Ma Lingyuan up and down in disbelief, Qi Zhenlai 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 did you torture yourself like this?" After a while, Qi Zhenlai sighed softly, stretched out his hand to hold Ma Lingyuan's shoulders, and whispered.

"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. They only watched with wide eyes. However, the key employees of the Li Group had mixed emotions. Why did they do it in the first place if they had known this?

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, at this moment the tough-talking Ma Lingyuan was finally willing to admit that he regretted it. He lay on Li Xiaoji's coffin and burst into tears, wondering why he couldn't take that last step?

If only he had been more firm and cheeky before, or even shameless, holding Li Xiaoji's legs and taking the initiative to admit his mistake.

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

"Aji, you may have guessed wrong this time. I think Ma Lingyuan will take over the role of his original self and become a new love-crazy batch." Looking at this scene on the screen, the traitor system frowned.

After finishing her meditation, Li Xiaoji was about to stand up and move her limbs, but when she heard the traitorous minister's systematic words, she smiled and said, "Erdan, 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 lives and do whatever they should do.

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

Li Xiaoji, who had expected it, smiled slightly and said: "If it were you, your beloved is dead, but the safety of the people in the city is still waiting for you to protect them. Would you like to indulge in sadness, or cheer up quickly?"

I feel so uncomfortable...

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