Fu Tingxiao couldn't think of any other way, and at this time, he could only start persuading through the music career that he loved the most.

This trick is indeed useful, and it is an unprecedented cooperation when taking medicine softly.

Fu Tingxiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but Soho died, and I am afraid that this matter will not be hidden for too long.

As he expected, even with a complete lockdown of news, Wen Rou still guessed about Soho's death from some clues around him.

After verifying the news from Fu Tingxiao, Wen Soft locked himself in his room for a whole day.

Fu Tingxiao also thought about persuading her, but after telling Mother Wu to find the key to the bedroom, she suddenly repented and waved her hand at Mother Wu, "That's it, just let Wen Rou be quiet inside." ”

Later, Wen Rou stayed in it for too long, and Fu Tingxiao couldn't rest assured after all, so he opened the bedroom door.

In the dim room, Wen Soft's eyes were swollen into peaches, his face was stained with undried tears, and when he heard Fu Tingxiao's footsteps, he slowly stopped holding him.

Gently cried softly, but Fu Tingxiao felt relieved, she had been keeping this matter in her heart before, and now she was finally able to vent her emotions, which was a good thing.

When Wen Rou was tired of crying, he slowly fell asleep in his arms.

Fu Tingxiao gently put Wen Rou on the bed, and asked my mother to bring hot water and a towel, and wiped her face for her, and finally turned off the light.

……

After waking up, Wen Ruan finally regained some composure, but when she learned that Soho's funeral would be held the next day, she said to Fu Tingxiao in a firm tone: "I want to go to the funeral." ”

"Okay, then I'll let someone arrange it. ”

I thought that Fu Tingxiao would flatly refuse, but I didn't expect to agree so happily.

Wen Rou was a little surprised, but Soho's funeral was ahead, and she didn't have the heart to think about anything else now.

I specially called Sister Liu, and learned about her preferences by asking Soho's colleagues, and then called the flower shop, and made wreaths and couplets according to Soho's preferences.

In the early morning of the next day, Wen Rou asked Wu's mother to find a black suit from the wardrobe and put it on her body, and before leaving, she went to the flower shop to get the bouquet ordered yesterday.

Soho's funeral was held at the most prestigious Qingcheng cemetery on this side of Qingcheng, and when the car was parked outside the church, there was a drizzle outside.

Song Ming stretched out the black umbrella and wanted to cover the drizzle for Wen Soft, but she stretched out her hand to stop him, "No, send me in." ”

Song Ming glanced at the black mourning hall, put the umbrella away, and walked over with gentleness.

Before coming to the funeral, Wen Soft had already made enough mental preparations.

Soho died because of her, and for her parents who lost their beloved daughter, she is tantamount to a murderer, even if she is beaten and scolded today, she will not have any complaints.

But when she stepped into the mourning hall, what she was greeted with was not Su Mu's scolding, but some flattering greetings, "Mrs. Fu, you are here." ”

Wen Ruan had just met Su Mu in the hospital a few days ago, and now the other party's attitude suddenly took a 180-degree turn, and she thought that she was a little uncomfortable.

"I'm afraid it will take a while for the pastor to start, Mrs. Fu, you go and sit there first, and I'll let you know when you can start later." ”

Wen Rou was a little confused, "You are ......"

The identity must be reconfirmed, what if you remember it wrongly?

"I'm Soho's mother, we met in the hospital before, but I'm ashamed, I didn't know much at the time, and I said a lot of unreasonable things, and I hope Mrs. Fu doesn't care......"

The identity was confirmed, this person was indeed Soho's mother, but Wen Rou was still curious, why it had only been three days, Soho's mother seemed to be a completely different person, and her attitude towards her had also come to a shocking reversal.

Before she had time to think about it carefully, Su Mu asked Wen Rou to go to the rest area next to her.

And this person is none other than Soho's younger brother.

"Teacher Wen, my mother said a lot of unpleasant things before, I hope you don't take it to heart, don't worry about the old man, after all, she just lost her daughter, but after you left the hospital that day, I have already persuaded my mother, and she has completely figured it out now. ”

Su Yu sat next to the gentle one and said earnestly.

Wen Rou has some impressions of Soho's younger brother, if he hadn't stopped him when he was in the hospital that day, Su's mother would have rushed up.

She nodded slightly, "I know, understand Aunt Su's feelings, this matter is indeed my fault, but don't worry, in the years to come, no matter what kind of difficulties you encounter, you can tell me, and I will try my best to help solve it." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Wen. ”

Soho's mother and brother forgave them, but Gentle was not happy at all.

I don't know what's wrong, the attitude of these two people makes Wen Ruan's heart always a little subtle.

Soho's mother, in particular, kept holding the softness with words throughout the whole process and saying some beautiful scenes.

Wen Rou doesn't like these vain things, but for a mother who has just lost her daughter, she also knows that she can't be too harsh, so she keeps smiling and cooperating with the other party's words.

In the evening, the rain stopped and the funeral was finally over.

Wen Rou returned to the car and breathed a long sigh of relief, but suddenly remembered a familiar voice in his ears.

"Tired?"

Wen Soft's whole body shrank, "Thunderbolt, why are you here? Aren't you going to take care of business?"

"I'm done in advance, so I'll come and have a look. Fu Tingxiao held his soft hand and slowed down, "How is it? Did the Su family embarrass you?"

Wen Soft shook his head, "No, but my heart is even more uncomfortable, and it is better to be beaten and scolded." ”

"What are these words?"

"I mean really," it was indeed a soft heart, "and now Mother Soho's attitude towards me makes me very unaccustomed to ......."

"Do you know why?"

Wen Soft shook his head blankly, and then heard Fu Tingxiao's words.

"Just yesterday, I reached an agreement with the Su family on the issue of compensation, and the compensation money was paid to them yesterday. ”

"But even if we compensated, she still lost her daughter, how could she greet me with a smile?"

Wen Soft's heart is a hundred incomprehensible.

Although money can make the ghost grind, she really can't imagine that a mother will speak kindly to the murderer who indirectly killed her daughter because the compensation is in place.

"Have you ever thought about this possibility? In fact, the relationship between their mother and daughter is not deep..."

The truth of the matter was a bit cruel, Fu Tingxiao thought about it, but decided to tell Wen Rou and break the illusion in her heart.

Wen Rou was stunned, "How could it be ......?"