"Mo Wenchu, you give my dad back to me!" Mo Ziyao shouted and came straight at Mo Wenchu.

The frequent pain in her waist overwhelmed Mo Wenchu, and she was almost defenseless against Mo Ziyao who suddenly appeared, and when she saw that the other party's slap was about to fall, a big hand with distinct bones blocked Mo Wenchu's face.

Raising his eyes, Gu Jue's angular side face came into view, and Mo Wenchu slowly stood up straight, and his heart was stunned.

"Okay, you Mo Wenchu, until now you have broken off your connection with Gu Jue, do you like other people's boyfriends so much?"

Mo Ziyao, who was pushed away by Gu Jue, ridiculed Mo Wenchu without hesitation.

"Mo Ziyao, today is Dad's funeral, I don't have to worry about you, but you talk to me and pay attention to me, otherwise, I will let you understand the power of the group's new legal team. ”

Mo Wenchu looked around, the little episode that had just happened had already attracted the attention of many visitors, she didn't want today's funeral to have twists and turns, so she scolded in a deep voice.

When Mo Ziyao heard these four words from the legal team, most of the arrogance just now dissipated, but she still stared at Mo Wenchu fiercely, "Mo Wenchu, you first killed my mother and then my father, leaving me with nothing......

"Miss Mo, is there any evidence for all this you said?"

Gu Jue, who was on the side, interrupted Mo Ziyao coldly.

Mo Ziyao was stunned, her eyes were flustered, "I ......"

"If not, then everything you just said is slander. ”

Mo Ziyao was like an eggplant that had been beaten by frost, completely wilted, and after glaring at Mo Wenchu fiercely with reluctance, she walked away.

"Thank you. After Mo Ziyao left, Mo Wen turned to Gu Jue and whispered.

"The more kind of person you are to her, the more she has to make inches, and it is better to never suffer from future troubles than to be frequently troubled by her. ”

"......" Mo Wen's heart was tight, she and Gu Jue reached a cooperative relationship recently, and the relationship eased somewhat, almost making her forget Gu Jue's setting in the original work-

Cold, ruthless but affectionate.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Mo Wenchu looked at Gu Jue with a smile, "I understand, thank you for reminding me." ”

In the interval between talking to Gu Jue, a few more cars stopped at the door of the church.

Mo Wenchu looked at the person who came, took a deep breath and greeted him.

"You're here......"

Mo Wenchu was about to say hello to Shao Xuan, but when the other party saw her, he directly reached out and hugged her, and patted Mo Wenchu's back with his thick palm, "Mourn." ”

Mo Wenchu narrowed her eyes, "Thank you for coming." ”

Quietly pushing Shao Xuan away, Mo Wen cut her hair, "Go inside." ”

"Good. Shao Xuan obediently walked in.

At the same time, Xiang Wenyu, who was holding a yellow chrysanthemum, also walked in.

"Thank you for coming. Mo Wenchu handed her hand to Xiang Wenyu, since her father's accident, she hadn't seen Xiang Wenyu for half a year.

Today's Xiang Wenyu is wearing a well-fitting suit, the immaturity and timidity in his eyes have long disappeared, and the confident atmosphere exudes from the inside out, which adds a lot of charm to him.

Xiang Wenyu didn't speak, just silently patted Mo Wenchu's shoulder and walked towards the church.

"Xiao Mo, change out of your high heels. Mo Wenchu was about to continue to greet the guests who came to mourn, when Lin Shu walked over from behind and handed her a pair of flat shoes.

"Thank you, Uncle Lin. ”

Mo Wenchu changed his shoes and continued to greet the guests, his father Mo Changshan had many friends, and the people who came to mourn came and went, and there was an endless stream, including many people who surprised Mo Wenchu.

And Zhao Yi's appearance was the most surprising to Mo Wenchu.

The wounds on his body had not healed, and the bruises on his face had not yet disappeared, but he appeared at the door of the church in a formal suit.

"I'm not ......"

"Miss, I'll offer a bouquet of flowers, and I'll go back to the hospital immediately. ”

Zhao Yi said before Mo Wenchu spoke.

Mo Wenchu looked at him helplessly, and turned sideways to let him in the door.

When all the guests had already entered, Mo Wenchu was also ready to take a seat under the stage.

It's just that when she passed by the neatly placed wreaths in the church, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the name of one of the givers on it - Zhou Mubei.

Staring at the white wreath, Mo Wenchu pondered for a moment, and then returned to the bench and sat down.

His father, Mo Changshan, was a Christian, so the funeral was held in the style of a Western funeral, with a gray-haired priest standing on the stage to preside over the funeral.

When hearing her father's name being mentioned, Mo Wenchu's tears became moist again and again.

After all the ceremonies, my father was finally laid to rest.

The cemetery in the mountains and forests is constantly falling in the dripping rain.

Lin Shu held a black umbrella high above Mo Wenchu's head.

Leaning over in front of the gray marble tombstone and offering a fresh bouquet, Mo Wenchu looked deeply at the black and white photos on it, smiled and said, "Dad, I will definitely help you take revenge." ”

"Xiao Mo, it's time for us to go back. Lin Shu reminded.

In the end, Mo Wenchu reluctantly left the cemetery.

The rain lasted for several days, just like Mo Wen's gloomy mood at the beginning.

When the sky finally cleared, Mo Wenchu finally walked out of his room.

locked himself in his room for several days in a row, and many of the company's affairs were backlogged, waiting for Mo Wenchu to deal with them.

Mo Wenchu was having a headache with these documents that needed to be dealt with urgently, but Lin Shu's phone call once again made Mo Wenchu uneasy.

Lin Shu told Mo Wenchu on the phone that Zhou Hai was injured by a masked strong man and was hospitalized a few days ago, and his injuries were severe.

After Mo Wen first heard the news, she raised her eyebrows, "It seems that this guy has done a lot of evil, and he deserves to be retaliated against!"

After saying these words happily, Mo Wenchu suddenly thought of something, her eyes flashed, and she continued to ask, "When did you just say that Zhou Hai was beaten?"

"Last Friday, that is, the day of Mr. Mo's funeral. ”

Mo Wen's expression changed when she heard this, and she didn't have time to deal with the documents on the table, so she hurried out of the door and went straight to the hospital.

When Mo Wenchu appeared at the door of the ward, Zhao Yi was practicing planks in the room.

Mo Wenchu pushed the door directly in, and then slammed the door slammed on.

Zhao Yi finished the workout, and one stood up directly, with beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead.

"Zhou Hai's injury was caused by you?" Mo Wenchu asked bluntly.

And Zhao Yi was also frank, nodded directly and admitted, "Yes, I beat the person." ”

Mo Wenchu took a deep breath, "What I told you before, you should listen to it, right?"

"Miss, he didn't know that the person who beat him was me, and he wouldn't suspect you......"