The girl of the Zhu family in Dongshi is gone.

Accidentally, no.

Hearing that the Zhu couple immediately bought a ticket to return to China when they heard the bad news, Mrs. Zhu fainted after the news was confirmed.

The Zhu family is also a prominent family in Dongshi, although it does not have the profound heritage of the Ming family, nor does it have the broad connections of the Cheng family, but it is the richest of the three families.

Zhu Jiajia, the daughter of the Zhu family, is rumored to be an excellent child, especially in business, and has excellent talent compared with her peers.

Touch bypass, a little penetration.

Such a talent made the Zhu family and his wife proud, and also made them plan to hand over the family business to their youngest daughter.

Of course, these are just rumors.

Although it is a rumor, Zhu Jiajia's excellence cannot be faked.

It's a pity......

died young, the fragrance withered, and the sky was jealous of the talent.

Passers-by hurriedly glanced at it, and sighed infinitely.

Those who are truly injured will not be liberated for the rest of their lives.

At Zhu Jiajia's funeral, it was solemn.

Mrs. Zhu was accidentally stabbed by her daughter and couldn't stand it and fainted, but fortunately, she has always been healthy and fine.

However, after waking up, this strong woman who handled a lot of big business was hit hard by her daughter's death.

His complexion withered in an instant, and he looked more than ten years old.

Rao is like this, she still insists on handling Zhu Jiajia's aftermath.

Personally participate in the whole process, without pretending to be others.

Even her husband and stepson were turned away.

At this moment, this middle-aged woman who lost her daughter was wearing a long black dress, with a white silk flower pinned to her chest, and her eyes were gloomy, standing in the center of the mourning hall.

She hadn't slept well for several days, her face was pale, and her skin that she didn't care about was willful, no matter how her owner was, and she willfully gave birth to a few fine lines.

Mrs. Zhu stood stiffly staring at the portrait of her daughter, there were no tears in her eyes, but it was sentimental for no reason.

"Slim," someone approached and grabbed her shoulder, "don't be sad...... Jiajia definitely doesn't want you to ...... like that."

It's Mr. Zhu.

Mrs. Zhu ignored his reassurance, still staring at her daughter's smile in the photo.

What a vivid and beautiful smile......

"Slimming ......"

Mr. Zhu was ignored, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, but he was patient with Mrs. Zhu and never spoke angrily.

Coupled with his understanding of Mrs. Zhu's bereavement, he didn't care.

"Zhu Fang, don't call me. ”

Mrs. Zhu took a step to the side and broke free of Mr. Zhu's hand, and her eyebrows and eyes were overwhelming.

"That's my daughter, my own child, she has my blood and bones melted into her, she is my only descendant in this world, if you don't want to feel sorry for her, don't pretend to comfort her here. ”

Jiajia is also my child, my favorite little daughter, can I not feel sorry for her?

But the person is gone, no matter how much I feel sorry for her, she won't come back, the top priority is you! You have to take care of your body, if she is too sad and hurts her body, I don't think Jiajia will be willing, right?"

Mr. Zhu was not annoyed when he was broken away, he took it back as if nothing happened, clenched it into a fist and put it on his side, and said to Mrs. Zhu bitterly.

"Whew-"

Mrs. Zhu scoffed at his insincere words.

"Zhu Fang, why bother? You pretend to be like this, are you tired? ”

Mrs. Zhu and Mr. Zhu have been married for 25 years, and they think that they still know a little bit about this titular pillow person.

He is a villain who pretends to be the extreme, and is also hypocritical to the extreme. looks like a well-dressed gentleman all day long, but in fact, what he thinks in his heart is dark and disgusting.

If it wasn't for ......

There was absolutely no way she could marry such a man.

Even though he seemed to love her.

"Slim, I'm ......"

Mr. Zhu kept a decent smile and nodded to the guests who came and went to pay their respects, and then looked at Mrs. Zhu and wanted to say something.

Mrs. Zhu didn't give him a chance to speak, so she coldly left a sentence and walked away.

"If you let me know that Jiajia's death has something to do with you......"

I will never let you go.

The second half of the sentence dissipated into the air, faint, almost inaudible.

Mr. Zhu's eyes sank: "Slim, Jiajia died by accident, there is no doubt about this-"

He wanted to argue, but Mrs. Zhu didn't want to listen anymore.

Mr. Zhu stood in place, staring at his wife's much thinner back, his eyes inexplicable.

............

"Aunt Fan, I didn't expect you to be here. ”

The young man stopped Mrs. Zhu with a solemn expression.

The delicate eyebrows and eyes seem to be caused by the environment, and they are covered with a faint layer of melancholy.

If the little girls outside see it, they are afraid that they will hold their hearts and cover their faces and scream.

Mrs. Zhu stopped and turned around, only to find that the young man did not know when he was standing behind her.

Seeing the young man at this time, Mrs. Zhu didn't know what kind of expression she should show.

Rejoicing is impossible, and sorrow is not appropriate, so she simply nodded lightly.

"Little bit, when did you return to China, why didn't you say a word to Aunt Fan. ”

Hearing the long-lost nickname, the young man's expression was a little more helpless, but he was sad when he took care of Mrs. Zhu's loss of her daughter, so he didn't care too much.

Just scream, he can't do without a piece of meat anyway.

"I just came back a few days ago, and I haven't had time to visit you because of jet lag in recent days. ”

The youth replied.

At first, I didn't have time, but then I heard that Mrs. Zhu's daughter died unexpectedly, which was inconvenient.

There is no need to say all these words, the two of them know it well, and they are all silent.

Mrs. Zhu barely showed a smile: "That's ...... Originally, when you came to Aunt Fan, Aunt Fan had to entertain you well, but ......"

"I know, Aunt Fan has been inconvenient lately. ”

The young man took over the conversation and looked at the loving elder in front of him, and his heart was not very happy.

Although he is not very familiar with Zhu Jiajia, she is Aunt Fan's only daughter after all.

The matter of life and death is the most helpless for mortals.

As an artist wandering in the ocean of art, young people are inevitably delicate and easily infected.

As soon as he thought of Mrs. Zhu losing her only daughter, and looking at the depressed look in the eyes of the elders, the young man also felt sad.

"My mother has not been in good health recently and can't come, so she asked me to come and pay my respects...... Your Day ...... Mourning"

As the young man spoke, his brows furrowed, and he looked even more uncomfortable than Mrs. Zhu.

Mrs. Zhu was originally in a heavy mood, and she could see the empathetic appearance of the young man, and somehow she was much more relaxed.

She didn't want the young man to be immersed in negativity, so she quietly changed the subject: "How is your mother? Why is she not feeling well, wasn't she okay last week?"

The young man's expression was indescribable: "Yes...... My grandmother died, and my mother was a little sad for a while. ”

The young man didn't have much affection for this grandmother, and he didn't feel too sad because of the death of the other party.

It may not even be as touching as Zhu Jiajia's death.

- Who called grandma like to bully mothers?

Hum.