The president's sky-high priced wife

Chapter 282 Funeral
Such a handsome man as Shangguan Ye is now like a small tree that will fall if blown, Liu Shuyan can't stand it anymore.

"Xiao Wang, stop the car and let Shangguan Ye come up. This is Shangguan Ye's car." Jiang Beibei said to Xiao Wang. Although his tone was still cold, Xiao Wang was still very happy. He knew that his wife was kind-hearted. people.

"Okay!" Xiao Wang agreed, and then parked the car beside Shangguan Ye. "Master, the wife let you get in the car." Xiao Wang said in a voice of extreme joy, because he felt that the relationship between the wife and the young master had softened a little, and it was no longer such a tit-for-tat.

Shangguan Ye in the breeze was obviously taken aback, she turned her head to look at the woman in the car, who was still wearing his trench coat, but Jiang Beibei didn't look at him, only leaving Shangguan Ye with a perfect profile.

Looking at Jiang Beibei's appearance, it should be acquiesced, and Shangguan Ye felt a warm feeling in his heart.

Xiao Wang opened the car door and let Shangguan Ye get into the car.

It was really warm in the car.

Jiang Beibei took off his coat and returned it to Shangguan Ye, and then continued to turn his head to look at the scenery outside. The trees on the street passed by in a panic, forming a line, like time, like human life, also in a flash However, the tree still left a continuous shadow, so the passage of time, has anything left behind?
"Beibei, father-in-law, can I go to send the last journey?" Shangguan Ye wanted to miss the person who passed away, but Shangguan Ye wanted to look at Jiang Beibei so that when she was sad, he, Shangguan Ye, could be in Jiangbei North side.

Discussing in a low voice, this is Shangguan Ye's life recently.

"My father doesn't want to see you." Another merciless rejection.

Speechless all the way.

Today is Jiang Yuntian's funeral, and there are very few people here, it's like people from a wealthy family go out for tea.

I think back when Jiang Yuntian was the president of the Jiang Corporation, there were not many relatives who fawned on his family, but there were not many, but today, the only people who came were Jiang Yuntian's close friends and a few friends from Jiangbeibei.

It is raining thinly in the sky, that is God's sorrow for the dead!

Jiang Beibei was wearing a black dress, drenched in drizzle.

"Beibei, hold the umbrella, or you will catch cold." Qin Junhao put the umbrella on top of Jiang Beibei's head.

But Jiang Beibei refused. Dad was still drenched in the rain, and no one was holding an umbrella for him. She wanted to spend more time with Dad here.

"I'm fine." Jiang Beibei squatted down, wiped off the rain on Jiang Yuntian's photo, and placed a bunch of chrysanthemums in front of Jiang Yuntian's tombstone.

In the photo, Jiang Yuntian's smile was fixed, so kind, but now, Jiang Beibei's heart was only the pain of his father before his death. It was her unfilial piety, and he didn't even see the last side of his father.

"Dad! My daughter is not filial! It's her fault that she failed to take good care of you. She shouldn't have provoked Shangguan Ye. If it wasn't for her, you wouldn't be lying here." Jiang Beibei knelt on the ground and hit his head on the ground. On the stone, her forehead instantly turned red.

She didn't shed tears, but none of the people next to her was crying.

"Dad! My daughter is unfilial! My daughter didn't even see you for the last time. This is her greatest unfiliality. You must regret having such an unfilial daughter." Kneeling again, Jiang Beibei's forehead was broken and blood Mixed with rain, it passed across Jiang Beibei's cheeks and dripped in front of Jiang Yuntian's tombstone.

"Beibei, don't act like this. Uncle will be sad to see it from above." Qin Junhao tried to lift Jiang Beibei up from the ground, but no matter what Qin Junhao said, Jiang Beibei didn't move at all, Jiang Beibei seemed to have two knees growing On the ground, the kind that has taken root.

"Dad! My daughter is not filial! But my daughter will remember what you said, deeply!" On the third knee, Jiang Beibei got up.

It shook for a while, but Jiang Beibei still stood up steadily.

Jiang Beibei turned around and bowed deeply to the crowd at a full ninety degrees.

"Thank you for coming to Dad's funeral, thank you for taking the time to send Dad on his last journey, thank you very much!"

"Son, I believe Yuntian will be willing to see you well." The person who spoke was a kind middle-aged man whom Jiang Beibei recognized. Dad had told her before that this person was his primary school classmate and had helped the Jiang family a lot.

He reached out and picked Jiang Beibei up: "I also watched you grow up. If you have any difficulties in the future, please tell me. I will definitely do my best to help you. Now that the Jiang family has been hit so hard, this It's something everyone doesn't want to see, but I believe Yuntian's daughter will cheer up."

"Thank you, Uncle Cheng, I will definitely cheer up."

"Good boy!" Cheng Jianguo hugged Jiang Beibei happily.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and everyone mourned for more than ten minutes before they dispersed.

In the big cemetery, Jiang Beibei was drenched in the rain, standing in the rain and talking to Jiang Yuntian's tombstone, she talked about things when she was a child, when she grew up, happy things, and unhappy things.

Qin Junhao and Liu Shuyan passed the umbrella over many times, but Jiang Beibei brushed it off.

Without any suspense, Jiang Beibei's whole body was soaked, only Jiang Beibei's eyes were red, but she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears on her face

"Beibei, it's time to go." Liu Shuyan reminded reluctantly.

"Dad, my daughter should go." Jiang Beibei wiped the rain off Jiang Yuntian's face with his drenched sleeves, bowed deeply, turned and left.

Jiang Beibei stubbornly walked forward, stubbornly drenched in the rain.

It takes an hour to drive this way, and Jiang Beibei walked back like this.

Back at Jiang's house, the surrounding air was icy cold.

But Jiang Beibei sat motionless on the sofa.

"Beibei, these are your clothes. Go take a shower and change into clean clothes, or you will catch a cold later." Liu Shuyan handed the clothes in her hand to Jiang Beibei.

"Okay." Jiang Beibei was very obedient this time, took the clothes that Liu Shuyan handed over, got up and went to the bathroom.

But Jiang Beibei's appearance still worried Liu Shuyan and Qin Junhao.

"Qin Junhao, are you thinking of something? Beibei's appearance is really hard to rest assured!"; Liu Shuyan said with deep worry.

Why isn't he worried, but this matter can only be solved by Jiang Beibei himself, and no one else can help him.

"Beibei has suffered too much recently. She needs time and space to come out. The only thing we can do now is to stay here with Beibei until Beibei comes out on her own."

"But?????? Alas!"

(End of this chapter)