The slap still didn't go on.

Hands in mid air, take you back.

With red eyes, Song Zi turns and walks to Sheng hanxuan and Lin manyue, ignoring Sheng Qitai.

Sheng Qitai, who is not in a wheelchair, does not mean that he has recovered completely. Looking at Sheng hanxuan, he is in pain.

I didn't dare to come here.

Even if only two meters away, it's like separated mountains and rivers, without any intersection.

But for the old lady's memorial service today, Sheng hanxuan would not have allowed Sheng Qitai to come in.

As soon as the time for the memorial service arrives, it will be carried out according to the process.

Among those lengthy words, Lin Man Yue only remembers three words "Ms. Jiang Chun".

Grandma's name, Jiang Chun.

This is Lin manyue, who is a father and a mother, and MI Shaoqian, the boss of Fenglan international.

"Sheng Baobao is held by ah he. We want to see grandma off."

"Well." Lin manyue nodded her head in tears.

When she hugged her colleagues, she cried so much that her eyes hurt.

Just dry, a man in a police uniform came over.

Lu Di said: "I knew it by accident, so I came to see the elderly off."

By accident, people all over the city know that Mrs. Sheng has passed away.

Anyone who has been with relatives or contacts will come.

Inside and outside the funeral home, there are too many wreaths to put down. Use a chair to quickly put it to the side of the road.

Lin manyue nodded and shook hands with Lu Di.

When Professor Ye came in, people familiar with Sheng's family still looked at him.

I haven't seen you for a long time. Professor Ye's temples have grown white.

Long time no see, Lin manyue almost forgot Professor Ye.

The one who helped her go abroad and contacted the school, Professor Ye, she forgot.

Yes, they all sent Ye Hongxi to Africa. She has no face to see Professor Ye.

Professor Ye didn't want to cause unnecessary misunderstanding. He gave the old lady the last ride, simply said a few words to the Sheng family and left.

There are too many people. There are so many people coming in. People are still coming outside.

Zhong zhekai, who was arranged together, came in and whispered to Sheng hanxuan to discuss how to speed up the progress. Instead of coming in one by one, they came in together to offer flowers.

After Sheng hanxuan agreed, Zhong zhekai started to do it.

Looking at Lin manyue a little unable to stand, Sheng hanxuan hugs her shoulder and makes her put the weight of her body on him.

"If you can't support it, go to the back and have a rest."

Lin Man Yue shakes her head: "I can, and I can persist."

Firm small eyes, unless it is forced to take her to rest, reluctant to stun her, let her.

The arrangement was carried out quickly. Basically, all the people had finished offering flowers. The time was up, and the old lady was cremated.

The urn is held by Sheng hanxuan and goes back to Sheng's home.

When their car left the funeral home, Mia and their car followed.

Naturally form a motorcade to build momentum for the old lady.

The first one is Rolls Royce, and the cars behind are all luxury cars.

It's brilliant on the road.

Mian drives her father's car. She changes it at the funeral home and asks her father's driver to drive her car.

It's only half the way, and MI Shaoqian's call comes.

"Ann, if you like that one, I'll ask my secretary to take you to buy it tomorrow. When you're done, you drive to the company, and I have something left on the car. "

Looking back, I saw a file bag in the back seat.

"When you get to Sheng's house, you can ask the driver to drive directly. I don't have time to send it to your company."

"OK, what Ann says is what Ann says. Pay attention to the road conditions and the distance between cars. Don't follow too closely."

"I know, I know."

Mian hung up because he was too wordy.

This end of the rice Shaoqian, heard the beep, just put down the phone.

Murmured: "little girl how temper more and more hot."

That's good. I used to be so weak. I'm really worried about being bullied when I go out.

The woman sitting opposite mi Shaoqian, with her legs crossed, asked, "Mr. MI, what did you promise me?"“ No, there are too many people at the scene. I didn't shoot them. "