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Lu Shaoming brows carried a faint evil aura, his expression firm as he looked at Shi Wenqian, and said coldly.

"Wenqian, stop messing around! I know you're sad that Mom passed away, but this really has nothing to do with Rongrong. I already sent people to investigate, this was purely an accident. Since her mother has passed away, her life in the past was already miserable enough. Don't tell me you want her to not be at peace after her death? It's her funeral today, so let's bury her properly. Can we talk about the rest later? "

Shi Wenqian looked at Lu Shaoming's cold and resolute expression, and at Shi Rong's resolute defense, the arrogant expression on Shi Rong's face made his heart ache so much that he could not breathe.

Now, even in front of outsiders, Lu Shaoming did not want to openly pretend to love and respect his wife anymore? To openly protect Shi Rong and make her lose face in front of her family and friends, what Shi Wenqian truly cared about was not losing face in front of this group of people, but why her heart, which had been completely broken, would be broken into pieces again.

"Lu Shaoming, are you really going to protect her like this?"

Shi Wenqian's voice had a bit of a choked up and hoarse sound.

Lu Shaoming looked at the girl in front of him, who had been losing weight recently. The trauma and blow that his mother brought to her was not small, and her mood had been unstable recently, so she had been unable to sleep almost the entire night. Five years ago, her plump and delicate face was now only the size of a palm, and her chin was shockingly thin.

"Wenqian, stop messing around. If you want to tease us to go back home, we can do it again. Can you calm down a little and control your emotions?"

The blade in Shi Wenqian's hand slid to the ground, releasing a "peng" sound. She retreated a few steps, until her body touched the table behind her, and stopped, her eyes dim.

"Get out of here, you two! You two are not welcome at my mother's funeral!"

Shi Wenqian looked at Lu Shaoming and Lu Shaoming absentmindedly as he pointed towards the door and roared hysterically, as if he had used up all of his energy. After he finished speaking, he began to pant heavily.

Lu Shaoming looked at her deeply, a profound look flashed in his eyes, and in the end, he left with Shi Rong behind him in large strides.

The guests that were originally attending the funeral saw the dramatic scene play out and found a reason to leave, and did not dare to stay any longer, the relative who was protecting Shi Wenqian previously scolded "scum" after seeing Lu Shaoming and his departure. He walked over and patted Shi Wenqian's shoulders to comfort him.

"Wenqian, you have my condolences. "If you need any help in the future, just say so. You don't have much family in the world anymore, Aunt is your relative, so Aunt will be the first to leave."

"Aunt, thank you!"

In a time of disaster, people could see true emotions the most. Shi Wenqian was really thankful that this Aunt Ah did not forget to concern herself and comfort him even at a time like this.

She felt extremely exhausted, but she did not expect to catch a glimpse of a Bugatti Airbus that was parked not too far away. The license plate number was familiar to her, there were probably only a few people in A City who would dare to use such a domineering license plate.

Not long after, the car door opened from the inside, and Long Zhenhua walked over leisurely. He was as handsome as ever, his tall and straight body gave people a kind of invisible pressure.

"Wenqian, long time no see. After hearing that something had happened to your mother, you're too worried, so you decided to come over to take a look. Originally, I thought that since you've already married him, I should just give up on myself. However, I realized that I still can't do it, and I can't forget it. Have you ever regretted insisting on marrying him? "Actually, you can stay by my side."

Long Zhenhua had been Shi Wenqian's good friend for many years. After reuniting with her for so long, her heart was moved and warm.

Especially when she was so lonely and helpless, it made her feel extremely happy.

"My life probably wouldn't fall in love with anyone else since the moment I met Lu Shaoming. Even though I hate him now, there's no other love left in my heart."

In truth, Shi Wenqian did not want to disturb Long Zhenhua even more. He had a bright future, a good family background, and a lot of good girls he could choose from instead of a murderer like her.

Long Zhenhua had roughly guessed her answer long ago. With a calm and composed expression, he lightly smiled.

"I knew it would end like this, but I'm still not giving up. "Let's go, I'll treat you to a meal. You probably haven't eaten for the entire day!"

Shi Wenqian nodded. All day long, she had been busy with the matter of her mother's burial, completely not caring about anything else, and had not eaten a single thing.

"It's rare for someone to accompany me. Let's go, handsome brother."

When Shi Wenqian pushed open the door, she was facing a room that was completely dark, and she did not know if she should be happy or sad. She simply washed up, and then laid down on the bed.

Vaguely, she seemed to hear some movement from outside. The sound must have come from the living room, but it disappeared after a while. Then, she heard light footsteps approaching and stopped beside the bed. Lu Shaoming's tall and straight body stood by the side of the bed, looking at the girl who was peacefully sleeping on the bed. Her jet black hair casually scattered across the sheets, forming a stark contrast against her fair and tender skin.

However, she was shockingly thin, and now that there was no more flesh on her face, her cheeks were severely sunken. Lu Shaoming couldn't help but feel a bit of heartache at the bottom of his heart, as his large palm unconsciously touched the girl's smooth and soft face.

He gently caressed along the contours of Shi Wenqian's facial features.

The fingertip stopped at the base of her eye.

In the next second, Shi Wenqian's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a clear gaze without the slightest trace of sleepiness. When her eyes met with Lu Shaoming's dark gaze, she grabbed Lu Shaoming's hand, and forcefully pushed him away.

"Don't touch me!"

Shi Wenqian's tone was cold and indifferent.

Lu Shaoming laughed lightly, as if he was a devil from hell. His large palm once again touched her cheek as his fingertip gently swiped past.

"Have you forgotten that we're husband and wife? It seems like it's been a long time since we last met. Shi Wenqian, as the Mrs. Lu, this is your responsibility."