Chapter 936

Huarong took a look at Qin Su, went over and said in a low voice: "the matter of ashes is not something that Tingyuan can decide by himself. At the beginning, it had been included in the family tree of the Yan family, and the site selection of the cemetery was also operated by the Yan family. You are friends at the beginning of the festival. You will not be stopped by the Yan family when you come here to worship Yan. You can rest assured. "

"It was really just an accident." Huarong lowered her eyes and explained to her, "we were going to fly back that day. We went out in the middle of the south. I didn't stop him. It had nothing to do with Tingyuan. If you really want to blame, you might as well blame me. "

Qin Su bit his lips and raised his head to look at Fu Tingyuan for a while. Then he couldn't help crying. He turned around and hugged Qin lie. He buried his head in his arms and cried bitterly.

She read the accident report and knew that it was just an accident, but her heart was so painful that she couldn't stand it if she didn't find someone to vent it out.

Her anger, the first to bear the brunt of it, was to confront Fu Tingyuan.

She could never forgive him for what he had done to Ronan for the first time.

Qin Su cried and trembled. She still couldn't accept the fact that Luonan had already died.

Two of Qin's brothers and sisters were arranged in the hotel.

Two days later, the funeral of luonanchu was organized by the Yan family, and the standard treatment was the same as that of the Yan family.

But there's nothing comforting about a grand funeral.

Huarong arranged Qin lieqin Su and them. When they came back alone, they still couldn't help but park the car on the side of the road, lying on the steering wheel and crying bitterly.

Ronan might not have died with her that day.

Every time she thought of that day's memory, she would regret once.

She felt that it was her fault and that her carelessness had killed Ronan Chu.

*

the villa gradually quieted down, and the servant looked at the owner who was wounded in the corner of his lip in the corridor. It was terrible that someone dared to fight Fu San Shao in London.

"Third young master," the housekeeper asked cautiously, "do you want to wipe the medicine first? Are you hurt anywhere else

Fu Tingyuan raised his head and took a look at him. Then he did not say anything. He turned around and entered the guest room again.

He has been living in this room for the last few days.

The servants in the villa knew that this room was the one that had lived in Miss Luo, who had already died.

Now I'm living in Fu Tingyuan.

This room is allowed to enter, and one of the men had the courage to push the door and put his head in to have a sneak look.

The furnishings in the bedroom are the same as before. Everything is in place, and the bed is clean.

It's like waiting for the owner of this room to come back.

And Fu Tingyuan sat in a daze on the sofa.

In the place where Ronan had lived for the first month, he sat in it every day from morning till night.

No one knows what he's thinking.

After all, he looks so calm, except for a little bit of gaffe, which is much better than those men and women who have lost their loved ones and cry bitterly.

*

on the day of Ronan's funeral, it was sunny.

After the rain and the weather is fine, the tomb of Yan's family is on the hill of the whole land near the suburb of London.

Along the way, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. It's easy to remind people of Luonan's appearance in such a brilliant spring.

Qin Su couldn't stop crying. She almost died of crying and was comforted by Qin lie in her arms.