Chapter 259

"In just a few days, the city's rich Zheng family had a series of changes. First, the owner Zheng Sihe was jailed, then his wife Zhou Yan committed suicide, and finally yesterday's Mrs. Zhang Yu died in a car accident. Does the Zheng family decline? Next, please watch our report." as soon as an Zhimo turned on the TV in the morning, she was frightened by the content in the TV, His face was pale.

How could this happen? Aren't they all fine a few days ago? Why did such a big change happen suddenly? Also, why has no one ever told himself such important news?

Standing in the living room, an Zhimo hasn't recovered her mood for a long time. It's impossible. This must be a misunderstanding. How can they die? Don't they all say it's a disaster lasting for thousands of years?

Huo Chengshen has gone to work. An Zhimo didn't have time to call him, so he called a car and went straight to Zheng's house.

Although they used to treat themselves like that before, they are relatives after all. Now they suddenly tell him that Zhang Yu died in a car accident. Their Zheng family may disappear from the world in this way. She still can't tell her sadness.

All the way, when an Zhimo arrived at Zheng's house, it was already white, and many people came to offer condolences.

"Who asked you to come here? You'd better hurry back. Otherwise you'll suffer later." an Zhimo was stopped by the housekeeper of the Zheng family before she took a few steps. Although the housekeeper didn't like her before, it was especially serious today, but an Zhimo didn't notice it at all.

An Zhimo's mind is full of "Zhang Yu is dead, and she will never see her again." so she didn't hear the housekeeper's words at all, so she spared the housekeeper and entered the hall inside. The housekeeper kept shouting after her. She walked as fast as she didn't hear. She threw the housekeeper away in a moment.

In the hall, Zheng sichen and others are there. In the middle of the hall is an enlarged black-and-white photo of Zhang Yu, next to which lies a exquisitely crafted coffin.

Staring at the black-and-white photo and the coffin in the middle of the hall, an Zhimo couldn't help her tears anymore. The brush rolled down, her legs were soft, and she knelt down firmly.

"Why are you here? Our family doesn't welcome you. Now please leave quickly. Thank you!" Zheng Sihe asked in a bad tone, and then he subconsciously drove people away. At this time, he had regarded an Zhimo as a harm and made their family look like this.

But as soon as he got up, he remembered that many people who came to offer condolences were watching here, and they all knew the relationship between an Zhimo and Zhang Yu. If he drives an Zhimo out now, maybe his reputation will also be affected; Moreover, he can't ignore Huo Chengshen behind Ji'an Zhimo. He is not Huo Chengshen's opponent now.

Thinking like this, Zheng sichen no longer hurried to catch up with people, but looked at her coldly, sad about Zhang Yu's departure and constantly observed her trend. If she can't stand her words, it's best to leave. If she's still here, don't blame him for hurting others.

Although she once wanted Zhang Yu to die when she was bullied and insulted by Zhang Yu, she suddenly told her that Zhang Yu was really dead. An Zhimo was still sad in her heart, and her tears could not be controlled, just like the water that opened the gate.

"Let me finally guard her, OK? I don't say or do anything. Let me guard her all day?" she bit her er lower lip, and an Zhimo pleaded in a low voice. Now she just wants to accompany Zhang Yu. She has no regrets after that.

Zheng sichen looked at her coldly and didn't answer me, but he didn't arrange the housekeeper to drive them away. An Zhimo wants to stay here, doesn't she? Then don't blame him.

Although Zhang Yu's character is not very good in the upper class circle, many people came to offer condolences to others in the face of the great cause of the Zheng family. In this way, it is often close to a whole day, and those talents are almost the same.

And an Zhimo, just worried about being sad and slowly accepting the news, didn't care who came or who was really sad.

"Do you think she's really sad or a cat crying and a mouse pretending to be merciful?" a servant of the Zheng family whispered to another person next to her, looking coldly at the red and swollen an Zhimo whose eyes had been crying.

The man next to him thought for a while, and then answered decisively, "how can it be true sadness? It's clear that it's cat crying and mouse fake compassion. If she really has such deep feelings for her wife, she won't let the Zheng family end up in ruin."

"How could there be such a person? It's really hypocritical. I knew I'd drive her out. It's disgusting to put her here."

"You think if you can drive her out, the Housekeeper will not. Don't forget that there is a Huo Chengshen behind her. If you provoke him, you don't know how to die." the servant talking behind obviously whispered a little.

The voices of the two servants gradually faded away. Zheng sichen, with a haggard face, slowly walked past behind them. I don't know what he thought. At this time, the temperature around him decreased a lot. At the same time, his eyes looking at an Zhimo were full of hatred.

The big hand clenched tightly, Zheng sichen pressed the hatred in his heart, and walked calmly to the hall, as if he hadn't heard anything just now.

The time of the day was spent in welcoming and seeing off guests. When the last group of people were sent away, an Zhimo's crying eyes could not see. Even so, she still stared at Zhang Yu's coffin and didn't know what she was thinking.

Just crying, an Zhimo didn't notice the disdain and disgust of the people next to the Zheng family.

Seeing the last group of people leave, Zheng sichen turned murderously and walked to the hall. The first thing he saw was an Zhi foam with red eyes sitting there crying.

Zheng sichen disdained to smile. Oh, why didn't he find that an Zhi foam was so disguised before? Look at her now. If he hadn't known the truth, I'm afraid he would have been confused by her appearance.

"An Zhimo, are you satisfied that the Zheng family is like this now? I'm very happy in my heart, but I still have to look like this on my face. Is it particularly tired?" counting that no one should come, Zheng sichen walked to an Zhimo step by step and asked with a laugh.

Zheng sichen looked terrible now. An Zhimo was sure that if her eyes could kill people, she would have been killed by him now. I don't know how many times. An Zhimo suddenly felt cold from head to foot.