Chapter 1462： Memorial service

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After Zhuo Yajun and Zhuo Mingxi's father and son step by step, Lin Mumu did not want to compromise with them.

If she does not sell the shares, she will accept the old mind on her behalf.

It seems that no matter how she chooses, she is wrong.

Is this the biggest problem left by Zhuo Lao?

Yunxiao does not know how to comfort Lin Mumu, he can only come to the hidden group to accompany her to dinner. Sometimes you don't need to say anything, companionship is the best comfort.

Looking at Lin Mumu now seems to want to open, Yunxiao is also happy for her.

"Tomorrow is the old memorial service, will you accompany me?" Lin Mumu brought a piece of braised beef to Yunxiao, biting the chopsticks and looking at the clouds.

"You forgive him?" Clouds shined.

Lin Mumu shook his head: "He hasn't done anything sorry for me, so I don't have to forgive. Of course, I can't represent the dead.

Because I am me, I am not Zhuo Ning.

I hope there will be another parallel time and space. After he dies, he will meet Yue Xiaotian and Zhuo Ning again, and he will redeem them to them. ”

"Stupid girl." Clouds showed a smile on his face: "Of course I will accompany you."

"Yeah." Lin Mumu laughed, and in a good mood, he added a piece of meat to Yunxiao.

The same is braised beef, how do you feel the forest wood folder is particularly delicious?

"Give me another piece of cockroaches." The clouds looked at the chopsticks of the wood, waiting to be fed.

Lin Mumu has a piece of beef and is ready to put it in the bowl of the cloud.

Waiting for the clouds, the little goblin turned around and transferred the meat to his mouth.

Too unfriendly!

Qiu’s assistant was originally looking for Lin Mumu, watching the intimate interaction between the two, and he was too embarrassed to bother. Think about such a small thing, don't bother with forest wood, forget it, he can handle it!

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The next day, Lin Mumu wore a black shirt and black trousers, which was driven by Yunxiao to the memorial service of Mr. Zhuo Jiancheng.

After all, Mr. Zhuo Jiancheng is a generation of entrepreneurs and the founder of Tiancheng Group. His memorial service has not only come to many business people, but also some political people.

This kind of celebrity's large-scale memorial service, as long as it is a little friendship or hope to have a relationship, will come to participate.

The descendants of Zhuojia are wearing filial piety in accordance with the tradition of Huaxia, with white cloth on their shoulders, and greet the guests on the mourning hall.

It was only this scene that lasted for half a day. Waiting for the asylum to be sent to the ashes, there will be some time for the guests to rest and drink tea.

Lin Mumu mixed in the crowd, and did not stand out, she also wants to understand, she does not represent who, the past grievances let the dead people solve themselves, she only represents her forest wood.

In the capacity of her own, not the daughter of Zhuo Ning, or the granddaughter of Yue Xiaotian, to worship the old man.

At the memorial service, Zhuo’s family saw that Lin Mumu gnashed his teeth one by one, but did not have a seizure, but a thoughtful return.

After all, they are more likely to face than the forest wood.

However, by the time of rest, Zhuo Yajun’s wife, Liu Aiying, could not help but rushed to Lin Mumu without image:

"Little fox, what kind of demon method did you use? Let the father give you the family property, even now my son is lost."

Her daughter-in-law, Tian Minxiu, was holding a three-year-old child and was crying next to her.

The child kept crying in his mouth: "You still my father, you still my father."