"Uncle, I haven't seen you so interested in your divorce. Does Enron's death have anything to do with you?"

Mo Jinrong's eyes suddenly became sharp, and Rong Ze's hair was straight.

"What are you talking about? I said I don't know. I learned it only by watching the news. The blue family has admitted it and said what memorial service will be held."

Mo Changwen continued to hide his face and cry, and his eyes were still secretly aiming at Mo Jinrong.

"Memorial service?"

Mo Jin was stunned and murmured.

"Yes, I thought for a moment. Enron is the daughter-in-law of the Mohist family and should be buried with the Mohist family, so I think we should also participate in the memorial service. Jin Rong, you said why your life is so hard. What's the number?"

Mo Changwen has a runny nose and tears.

"Don't you owe it all to your uncle?"

Mo Jin said calmly.

"Jin Rong, don't you think I did the first few? How can you doubt me?"

Mo Changwen was a little nervous. He quickly got rid of the relationship and continued to cry.

"I didn't say that my uncle did it. My uncle doesn't want to be the right person. I'll go to Enron's funeral, but I don't want to publicize it and insult the reputation of the Mohist school."

"That's natural. I'll inform the blue family and discuss the future of Enron with them. I don't know whether they agree to be buried safely in the Mohist cemetery."

Mo Changwen quickly wiped his tears and turned away.

"Your uncle is really interesting. You are so concerned about LAN Enron. Do you really not announce it?"

Rong Ze asked suspiciously.

"Someone will help me announce. My uncle likes to do what he doesn't want him to do."

Mo Jin showed a long lost smile.

Rongze observed Mo Jinrong. His face was exquisite, his clothes were clean and tidy, and there was a faint smell of tobacco. Where did he look like a man who had just died his wife?

Unfortunately, Mo Changwen was blind and didn't notice the change of Mo Jinrong.

"Master Mo, it seems that you have some secrets you don't want me to know. Well, I'll wait for good news!"

Rong Ze smiled. He and Mo Jinrong had been together for years. He didn't believe that this guy didn't care about LAN Enron at all. Most of it was love in his heart.

……

LAN Yaxin has publicized the news of LAN Enron's death in the school and is ready to invite students to mourn LAN Enron. Many people voluntarily sign up to participate in order to determine whether LAN Enron's stone Buddha really died or LAN Yanran's gimmick.

Blue house.

"Anyhow, Enron is my granddaughter of the blue family. Although she was not very good to my grandmother before her death, I, as an elder, forgive her for everything she should do and let Enron go."

Zhao Xiumei plans to hold a grand funeral ceremony. In her heart, she does it as a wedding. She wants to tell the world that the blue family has no granddaughter LAN Enron from now on.

"Second brother, don't be too sad. This man can't come back from death."

Xu Yanshan said with a smile in her mouth.

"Ridiculous! Who asked you to be interviewed? My daughter is not dead!"

LAN Tingyun is telling the truth, but no one believes it.

"Tingyun! Enron disappeared for many days. Although the police didn't find the body, Yaxin knew her clothes. She was wearing this when she disappeared. You'd better recognize it."

LAN Tingyi advised.

Although LAN Tingyun knows that her daughter is not dead, he doesn't know where the rags on the mountain come from, and how did LAN Yaxin finally see her clothes?

This made him suspicious.

"Uncle, I was the last person to see my sister. My sister was wearing a light pink coat and a long sleeved shirt. How could she become such a rag? Looking at the material, it's not my sister's style at all."

LAN Yanran questioned.

"I really saw it. Yanran, you remember it wrong. I clearly remember it."

Lanyaxin said with great certainty, but a trace of guilt flashed in her eyes.

"Well, what do you say about this one? When did you meet your sister?"

In the face of LAN Yanran's question, LAN Yaxin hesitated. She just said that she remembered very clearly and couldn't remember the specific time.

"Remember the clothes, but not the time. It doesn't make sense?"

LAN Yanran pressed again.

"My sister and I went to the library together. I heard that you had something to do that day, so I left myself in the library."

LANYA's heart was about to collapse when asked, and her guilty voice was very low.

"If you don't say you can't remember the time, how can you remember it again?"

LAN Tingyi couldn't see it and stopped LAN Yanran.

"Little bunny! Are you a prisoner of trial? It's also your cousin. You don't believe what your cousin said? It's a thing without a tutor!"

"Brother, it's a big deal. Enron's bones are not cold. This memorial service can't be done!"

Li Yueru followed her opposition. Her daughter is not dead yet. It is unlucky to hold a memorial service. She is unwilling from the bottom of her heart.

"I've decided on this. Enron is gone. The memorial service must be held! It can't be delayed!"

Zhao Xiumei said slightly angry.

"Mom, I don't even have the right to make a decision at my daughter's meeting?"

LAN Tingyun asked.