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Zhan Lengqiu's funeral was held in the afternoon of the second day.

Because his parents could not be contacted, all the procedures were completed by their friends.

And it wasn't until then that she knew that because Zhan Lengqiu and Mo Yun both announced their relationship in a high-profile way, they had severed their ties with their families.

Zhan Lengqiu's parents immigrated overseas as early as a year ago, and they haven't had a phone call with their son for such a long time.

The two of them had spent all their savings to help Zhan Lengqiu treat his illness at first, and later even began to sell their collections. It was not until Jiang Yubai found out that they arranged Zhan Lengqiu to a noble hospital under Xiao's name.

The scar on Mo Yun's neck should have been left at that time.

It's ridiculous that she doesn't know anything.

When the two of them were in pain, she might still be talking and laughing with everyone in the crew.

When the two of them sold their furniture and collections due to high medical expenses, she might still be enjoying the big fish and meat.

Every time she thinks of this, her heart hurts like a knife.

During the funeral, Shen Xinwei stood next to her, helping her arm from time to time, for fear that she would not be able to withstand the blow and faint on the spot.

Although Mo Yun's and Zhan Lengqiu's parents were not present, they met Mo Zirou at the funeral for the first time.

She is still so noble and glamorous, a black tight skirt is solemn but also fits her figure very well.

It was because of her appearance that Su Wanwan and Shen Xinwei's nerves, which were already highly tense, became even more sensitive.

However, Mo Zirou just offered condolences to Mo Yun, then sent a bouquet of flowers, and left in a hurry after mourning.

Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief.

Lin Xinyue and Ai Cha arrived around the evening.

As soon as Ai Cha saw Su Wanwan's red eyes, she hugged her and began to cry, "Stinky girl! See how emaciated you have made yourself? If your male god sees it, he will definitely teach you a lesson!"

Su Wanwan's tears, which had been suppressed originally, began to wanton again. Seeing this, Shen Xinwei hurriedly tore Ai Cha away, then subconsciously glanced back at Mo Yun, and found that he was not looking here, but his eyes were fixed tightly. Staring at Zhan Lengqiu's portrait.

She suddenly recalled that evening not long ago, under the dim streetlight, the kiss between Ai Cha and Mo Yun.

"Stop recruiting her soon, she will die from crying again later."

Shen Xinwei took Ai Cha's hand and sent him directly to Mo Yun's side. Su Xi'er, who was helping to entertain him, heard Su Wanwan's cry and hurried over.

The moment the two embraced, they both couldn't help crying again.

Because of privacy issues, and because Mo Yun didn't want too many people to disturb Zhan Lengqiu, the funeral was very small.

As the people coming and going gradually dispersed, the hall looked extremely desolate.

Jiang Yubai squeezed her shoulders, "The strength he brought to you is still in you. Now that things have happened, let him go with peace of mind."

"Death, sometimes it's just a moment."

"And the pain of rebirth is always reserved for the living."

"If there is a destiny, we will meet again in the next life."

"If there is no fate, the tasks for each other in this life have been completed, and it is time to say goodbye."

Su Wanwan sat on the ground, eyes blurred by tears, staring blankly at Zhan Lengqiu's portrait.

"This is his last line in "Shan Shui Jue", I didn't expect..."

It would be so suitable for the present moment.

Jiang Yubai helped her wipe the tears off her face, and when she was about to say something, Xiao Ruohan suddenly whispered something in his ear.

Then he handed Su Wanwan's hand to Shen Xinwei's, and got up to leave.

And not long after he left, Rong Baifei appeared.

He bowed three times to the portrait, then turned his head to look at the haggard Su Wanwan in the corner.

Turning around, he took two bags from the casual assistant, put them on the table not far away, walked to Mo Yun's side and said a few words, helped him to the table and sat down, then walked slowly towards Su Wanwan, Then he leaned down and looked at her tenderly.

"Come over and eat something, your body will collapse if you go on like this."

Su Wanwan raised her head slowly, "You're here..."

She actually wanted to ask, "Did you come here because you were monitoring my location?"

However, he felt that it was too ignorant to make such unreasonable troubles in front of Zhan Lengqiu's portrait in this situation, so he swallowed the latter words abruptly.

"I know you can't eat anything, so I just brought some porridge and sweets to replenish energy."

Su Wanwan nodded lightly, then looked at Mo Yun next to her.

He didn't say a word all day today.

Everyone was worried that she wouldn't be able to bear it, but in fact, why couldn't he?

The original Prince Mo Zhu has now fallen into such a state of desperation. As his only relative in the world, she has never cared about her and only cared about her own enjoyment...

The lover who was open to the public with the courage to betray the whole world, now passed away without nostalgia, what should I rely on to continue living in the future?

After it was completely dark, Mo Yun dragged Zhan Lengqiu's body to be cremated.

There was no expression on his calm face. On the contrary, the others were crying and shouting beside him all the time. It was Shen Xinwei who grabbed Su Wanwan hard, and the hand she stretched out to pull the coffin back failed in the end.

Several people were crying so hard that they had no strength left. In the end, Mo Yun hugged a small urn and read a few words softly.

Su Wanwan almost burst into tears after hearing it clearly.

"Let's go, we're going home."

Su Wanwan's legs were so weak that she couldn't stand, and when she subconsciously wanted to hug the people around her, she realized that it was Rong Baifei who had been standing beside her, not Jiang Yubai.

In the end, Lin Lezheng and Su Xi'er followed Mo Yun, while Shen Xinwei and Rong Baifei carried Su Wanwan away from the funeral home.

However, the moment they went out, a crowd like a wave suddenly surged up.

The people illuminated by the flash could barely open their eyes, and it became extremely difficult to even take half a step.

Mo Yun tightly protected the urn in his arms, his frail body was pushed and shoved by the crowd without any chance to fight back.

Shen Xinwei and Rong Baifei protected Su Wanwan behind them, but after listening carefully, they realized that the focus of the media was not Zhan Lengqiu's death at all, but...

"The president and vice president of Shen Group declare that they are just your adoptive parents..."

"Does Miss Shen have anything to say about her identity as Qi He, the widow of the Qi family?"

"What is Miss Shen's capacity to attend Zhan Lengqiu's funeral today?"

"May I ask if you have kept it secret for so many years, when are you going to reveal your true identity to the media?"

"Qi's inheritance, which was inherited by the seven major families back then, is planning to take it back step by step, so did you resign from the old club KM?"

"I heard that you are the mistress of President Gu Wuyi? Does he know your real identity?"

……

Su Wanwan looked at Shen Xinwei who was stunned in place, as if she was suddenly struck by lightning.